Hook They crucify me to rectify the reason they crucified me for I love my enemies why the f** is we fightin' for? Money, Cars, and the Fame? or Pain, Hate, and Disdain? We all one in the same. This Hate I can't Understand.. Lego Verse 1 Crucifications loosely based off of insinuations Yet I identify with hate so if it's any consolation I would hate me too, if I was forced to be you I'm instrumental down under like a didgeridoo My flow is crucial echelons better than what my generations used to I'm often singled out for being this unusual I'm used to this utilizing my inner wit and optimism Still reminiscent of when I ain't have a pot to piss in This is a smidgen of what I envision is the realest sh** you've ever listened to Sinister meets cynical with mysticism this is far beyond simplistic lyricism Supreme minds are not alike 'Til I let these rhythms hit em and wiggle the a**es of the ma**es The end result was tragic. Well at least for these other rappers How it happened is inconceivable. The Omen has achieved the unachievable Reason being I'm me and being me is unfeasible Hook 2x They Crucify me to rectify the reason they crucified me for I love my enemies why the f** is we fightin' for Money cars and the fame? or Pain, hate, and disdain? We all one in the same this hate I can understand Verse 2 The drug dependency, the Hennessy, the suicidal tendencies The checkerboard floors where we tango with our enemies the streets In the streets, the love, and everything that lies between While breathing aether and sipping mescaline in hot pursuit of my dreams I keep a forty cal present. Test me at your own discretion Especially since I'm faded and my nerves are slightly tensing Not to mention that I really ain't got sh** to lose But a temper and a tummy full of food and brews I choose to do what I do and I do it well I'm feeling like the sh** and I know you recognize the smell Hell, I'm feeling better than I ever did Now I'm accredited with wrecking sh** and rewriting the book of exodus I need an exorcism quickly to soothe the demons within me I am not living life I am dreaming lucidly So who are you kidding cause you sure ain't grown manning 1 time for the prophets and the hopeless romantics Hook 2x Verse 3 It's the secrecy in conjunction with all the intricacy We're inexplicably governed throughout our lives until we decease The mental peaks I reach are triggered by the sedatives I eat This DMT treat co*ktail spiked with mescaline I sipped and left the universe Introversionally of course With full force I've closed the doors of perception to rejoice in care free blisses Middle finger to the critics while I unravel a mystery through plights or expedition Hints of aether in my system The eye of Horus glistens as a sign of true enlightenment My mind went wherever ancient Mayans went to comprehend the higher sciences I am the god of my addictions like a wino Dionysus Jesus Christ if I ain't the nicest writing, I'm parallel to a titan J Hova/ Jehovah no hyphen this is the icing on the cake that I'm projected to make If they don't crucify me Procreation just for us to keep dying like