John Wesley (Rap) - Brace Yourself lyrics

I'ma start by tying your limbs and take your crying friend And tie you to him and watch as you're trying to swim And even though both of you die in the end I'ma pretty good story teller and I can pretend [WOW] now that I have your undivided attention Look at the way you judge and you wonder why you're offended? My records are psychopathic and I'ma find the hatchet man Pry the ax from his hand and stab him as fast as I can There's no relief now – you can get used to this headache This life is going by and I refuse to regret it It's easy to take your whole life and throw it away It's hard to see clearly with that veil over your face You can't lie to your demons they know that you're afraid And don't let ghosts that plays game get a hold of your brain And don't allow the past to grab at your throat Every breath you take may be the last that you'll know High on life and want to write something highly violent Wish I could destroy every vibe and annihilate Every lie inside of me, I take pride in you buying it Speed dial 911, you'll be trying to dial it Oh be quiet, we're all blind pedophiles who violate Writing the downfall of our lives in violet September 11th, make a child the pilot Do what got done and redefine violent as childish Verbally I use hyperbole purposely And absurdities occur when words deter you internally Hear the words; I don't curr if you've heard of me Honestly, I'm rehearsing; it's too early for certainties I admire those making abstinence relevant But buying a purity ring is plastic and pestilent Backwards intentions, reject truth, and accept lies Stepping outside your beliefs might scare you half to d**h twice I'm not scared of d**h, d**h is scared of me But still it's guaranteed to variously perish me How many different faces will this mirror see? What I hate about confusion in the clarity Just tell the truth, being a liar is tiring And why I'm writing lines in the privacy of my diary It's something that I can live for or die to entirely Are we dead to our desires or alive in the irony? Pretend nothing is intended argumentative Upset adults come from the sentences, not offended kids Jesus wouldn't go to church, sick people need the medicine The medicine's accepting everyone instead of to hell with them Can you read between the lines or are you like a feminist Crying and whining while slitting wrists on a precipice Or are you the pacifist optimist with the tendencies To rip ten inches from the appendages of a pessimist There's no relief now you can get used to this headache Pretend nothing is intended argumentative Rid yourself of religion and run to love Rid yourself of religion and run to love Is what you believe from hearing your thoughts decide? Or just a theory you can empirically falsify What you want to hear won't be appearing across the sky And if what I say has me disappearing you'll all know why