John Wesley (Rap) - Back At It lyrics

Once again consider yourself warned As I substantially re-examine everything that you fell for Aim for a life that is celebrated I'll make you smile even if I have to take a blade myself and make it Rap is my excuse to say what I want You'll never know if I'm telling you the truth or making it up America's mentality is a disaster sequence Church is so formulaic even the pastor's sleeping Is it too much to ask for decence? Instead you have to ask for the status of Brad and Anjolina Too bad you're half diseased already and you haven't even Had the decency to bracket your irrational thinking Infatuation with actresses on the red carpet But not concerned that half the world is either dead or starving Out of sight: out of mind – "harmless" All is well as long as poverty and famine never harm us I'm back at it, yeah, asthmatic and all Even if you k** me I still get out the casket and crawl I'm back at it, saying the same thing Over and over again I'm not changing I'm back at it, I'm back at it I'm back at it, I'm black magic I'm back at it, this is your music There's no discrimination when it comes to improvement I wouldn't stop even if you all together begged For more; forever saying “ARE YOU NOT ENTERTAINED?” There's not enough time in the day to regret what I say Don't lend me your ear; I want your head in a bag Dysfunctional upbringing leads to a scarred life Yeah, well I'm the joker, and it's a dark night It's time to run to your sanctuary and choose fate Every single human individual is two – faced Pain is coming full circle for any Christian Whose faith places forgiveness second to church attendance There's no such a thing as an achievement your being Could have been deleted completely simply by tweaking the sequence My job is to entertain and teach you And give you both the sacred and profane to see through Soon as you let me know that you're doubting your faith I'ma a lock you outside your comfort zone without an escape I'm back at it, yeah, asthmatic and all Even if you k** me I still get out the casket and crawl I'm back at it, saying the same thing Over and over again I'm not changing I'm back at it, I'm back at it I'm back at it, I'm black magic I'm back at it, this is your music There's no discrimination when it comes to improvement I hear nothing but the sound of applauding And steadily every word out my mouth is exhausting My skin is crawling; I wonder how to get them off me All of my demons are crawling out of my body Yeah, call a priest and tell him that I gotta preach But I ain't given offering for a lot of weeks 8 weeks ago, everything was normal Now it's all changed and I can't be immortal My wives had my back, but this life had an axe So my wives took the axe, put the knife in my back Took the knife, gave it back, now all my wives are mad Cause we never speak, I just talk behind they're back The lines on the pad are divine if you're Satan Cause I only dine from the vine of temptation Now don't get me wrong, I don't like what I'm saying But I'm gonna die and I can replace him I'm back at it, yeah, asthmatic and all Even if you k** me I still get out the casket and crawl I'm back at it, saying the same thing Over and over again I'm not changing I'm back at it, I'm back at it I'm back at it, I'm black magic I'm back at it, this is your music There's no discrimination when it comes to improvement