Dieverse - Time For Church lyrics

[DieVerse] Walking with a machete in hand, finna be grand Strap a load of f**ing C-4 to the back of a van My girl says she wants a baby soon, i ain't ready for that sh** Kick it back in the f**ing womb, I ain't being a dad yet (baby noise) I'm unstable, ruckus like a bucket of nails I ain't nothing but uppercutting you motherf**ing fails I ain't been to jail but I've been through hell with a notepad A baby in a phone ad, bowing down to no man Listen up, I'm only telling my perspective An overload with pa**ion but you posers ain't impressive From the moment i got the f**ing impression that you're all going to fall DieVerse coming quick with the saw Just to cut you with it, puffin cigars with some bud up in it Sith Lord, I'm taking over the f**ing senate I'm too demanding, your crew compared to mine Is nothing but a mockery, f** it, don't even try DieVerse, making my way up to the top Music is the motherf**ing pa**ion, I'm pa**ing a lot Of rappers who never bothered collabing and keeping it constant But they rarely consistent, taking them up with a project I put my motherf**ing heart into my verses I ain't never giving up, I'm on the verge of emerging Grind you with my grip tape, write until my pen brakes, sh**, wait, I ain't gonna listen to your mixtape (Evil laughter) I'm f**ing evil Dope as f** and evil, what crack that you people breathin', in fact I'm a real demon I'm f**ing raw, hit you all like a tetherball Don't you get involved, im a conspiracy, never solved With metamorphosis, morphing into a portion of a guy with a pen that'll hurt you, courtesy never worked with it (f** off) I tried to be as perfect as Pac, I'm a rottweiler You a co*k-eyed b**h with a coup full of co*ked whiner I bet your sentence structure, Imma record f** you, you selfish s**ers Never get the pop or the respect, you the opposite of something,but f** it I got the opportunity to be great And i ain't f**ing with you lucrative fakes