King 810 - Anatomy 1:3 lyrics

A few men have had to die for that line right there Me, I just have to live with it Cause I've seen a few dead and a few k**ed And I've spent my life trying to forget it I let no substance free me from reality I sit alone with your ghost and your memory And I face it And I take it And it takes me to that place where pain lives And it takes me to numbness and indiffernce Gets to the point where I can't identify faces But I see scales like a snake of every color imaginable Ram horns, cat eyes and it's mouth is a blackhole And I see white and gold hues and indescribable glow Angelwings on strange beings And they don't walk, they float Saint Peter hold the gate for me I've talked to God and I pray it ain't too late for me But times have been hard I had to use that gun you gave to me My eyes are blurry and I just wanna know who's taking me (Who's taking me) Saint Peter Ladidadida Eyes wide open I see beings like Set and Ra And I'm travelling on planes most will never go Inside the Gisa Pyramid before I come back home And to my body and I look around when I'm alone Still got my gun on and I go out and I'm hunting'em My cousin's k**er and altough I am a peaceful man My aunt's unhappy there's only one way I can deal with that k**'em all body for body leaves the world empty I'm alright with that I have more loved ones in hell than where I'm at So keep poking at me My fire will only grow and I will turn this f**ing earth into a blackhole But you should know The weight of a body's more than a couple hundred pounds And you carry that weight with you til you go in the ground I feel like it's dragging me down so I get stronger There's no animal on earth with the same hunger They wanna look at my plate to see what I'm eating That's the catch I haven't eaten, I'm starving So start retreating They wanna see me on a stretcher Father forgive them for they don't know better But I've been doing this forever And they're all trying to make hits and trying to grow bigger While I'm in trenches with the k**ers and my skin's getting thicker Know the day you go against me is the day you meet God co*ks**ers still think it's a facade Bow your heads and close your eyes Maybe we'll be friends on the other side Or you can find a place in hell to hide Cause I'm gonna die Where I was born So just bury me on the northend So I can sleep with that gunfire That soothing conversation And when it's my turn to sit down I'll sit down til I'm done And when it's my turn to lay down Well boys it's been fun As bad as I've been Is as good as I can be Say that an play my songs when you go to bury me Until then it's orchestras played by AK-47s And it's get right with God you're going to heaven The devil don't want anyone who f**ed with me in his presence And when you play these words you can feel my essence in the room with you right now And I bet you're wondering how? It's the motherf**ing Boogeyman I possess gifts that weren't meant for humans and words can not describe them And I can not describe her You've gotta numb every nerve to feel how I feel You've gotta k** your own kind and steal from the blind And be willing to do anything if you land in a bind with no bond And you just sit and have to do the time Doing life locked in my mind Take a number and come suffer I haven't sat with my mother in the better parts of a decade How cold you think that makes a motherf**er? Sometimes when the wind blows I wish I could climb inside it And let it take me where it will and just close my eyes and ride it And ask for it to drop me in the ocean And I'll sink so I can be around things that don't think Hey son Sorry I'm calling so late... Hey I was thinking of y'all making these songs all about k**ing And you know what I've always thaught you About keeping things in the existence (Can't make out words...) ... All of you daily ...I'm just gonna leave you with... (Can't make out words...) I love you