Rem (Producer) - Past the Wudz Intro lyrics

[Intro: Denzel Curry] 2055, behold when ye are into the city There shall a man meet you bearing a pitcher of water Follow him into the house where he has enter you I walk alone I welcome you [Verse 1: Denzel Curry] Flirting with d**h seems like the biggest infidelity Darker the skin on the ebony, in Liberty City the weaponry Has taken out one of my n***as Tiara Grant was the name Fo' shot up in the corridors, ended up slain Up in the C9 live in this region,LSD in the cube Multiply it to the third power, now it's changing my view Black and white world stinks, that Pepé Le Pew Should I ask God himself "What's this opposite you?" If Lucifer out there, are you after me too And if I'm not allowed into heaven, would you rapture my crew? Snooze, catching Z's look forgot to cop a plea But as far as god goes, I would say god is deceased Wait, I would say god is in me Jealously turns into murder cause some pride is vanity Ego 'come Yeezy therefore insanity Catch my thoughts into the seas let them swim with manatees 2055, mine is finally out the freezer Welcome back as King Diamond with a new gat that's green Fresh out the institution that arrived at the zone three But I chose a different terminal in the eyes of the merciful Who murder fools, who get trapped inside a maze Now something is unusual, like Keanu Reeves cubicle A Matrix, invasion until I'm rapping whole and take tricks Forsaken with these lead bullets she laced with Was taken from from existence left with Jason The future I look upon with amazement Is just a trick with a face lift, Pissing on these peons as a hate gift I'm shroomed out [Outro: Big Rube] The matter is grey, not simply black or white Left or right the true path is opaque and vicious ? The future is embued with golden anticipation Faith like time never moving in a straight line The arc of destiny stretching out like a rainbow through the cosmos 40 years can pa** by in the blink of an eye Did I truly live life or simply ride the sands as they tumbled through the hour gla** Holding on the fine moments is like grasping water Always there, yet always slipping away Lusting for more than we need Leading to the greed of acquisition And the gluttony of position A future that feels far but all too close One that could be sublime if we didn't fall behind in the times from our refinement of the mind The state of my people is altered but my faith is completely unfaltered