King-ISO - Golgotha lyrics

[Verse 1: King-ISO]: I get outta jail and lose all of the papers I kept, you know? Names for the debts and major collects Wonder how I got released with this razor I met Knew I was real when tombs had a lil n***as name on his neck Ever since 13, I've been banging the set The only rapper under 25 to say "Diss the feds" Mate, show me big guns with this drum it ain't with a tech This how you separate us k**as with a fade and some dreads I hate the music n***as make now, You gay get a dress A hundred dollars permits me to put my gauge to your breast Do you really speak on the street, keep my face on the red You ever lick the extra came when you were making a mess? I got everything I need to still wake up depressed Yesterday, I snorted 7 lines and drank 'til I slept 6 Dollars to my name, I hope my tank gets the rest This the sh** a G thinks about when making his bed [Hook: King-ISO] Golgotha...[3x] 6 Dollars to my name, I hope my tank gets the rest This the sh** a G thinks about when making his bed [Verse 2: King-ISO]: My momma know I'm schizophrenic, It ain't no secret I celebrate the d**hs of all the n***as I beefed with My home girl got raped by the homie on deep sh** Me and the other homie hit back then, but then he split I pray to the devil, blood It hard to believe this, The guards tried to rape me upstate D&E sh** What the hell, when I overdose, blood, You ain't seen sh**? Juvenile pinwheel chair, I'm sleeping Blood on the wall, all over the precinct Imma k** every rapper that diss me on Yeezuz Get an angel pregnant, That's the birth of a demon I got Balphomet strands in the squirts of my semen Should I drop songs like this and I speak quick? Funny how I'm Brainsick, blood, I really be sick f** this hip-hop, coach and blood, I'm on G sh** I put a few hits out on a n***as, no sneak diss, Golgotha [Outro]: I'm going to Golgotha, n***a Golgotha.. f** this hip-hop, coach and blood, I'm on G sh** Put a few hits out on a n***as, no sneak diss, Golgotha.. I'm so tired of seeing n***as talkin' about hip-hop As if what you n***as is talking 'bout Is realer than what the rap n***as is talking 'bout And truth be told...f** hip-hop, n***a And I'm aiming to offend you, I want you to get mad You know what I'm saying? Cause I used to be on that sh** You know, with your false...false prophesizing a**es I don't believe in your God, I don't believe in your laws I don't believe in nothing you mothaf**as is livin' under, n***a I am me, I am the ruler, you feel me? Can nobody tell me sh** And I personally hope you die, I pray that you die I do so many f**ing d**, I been through so much sh** Sit back and reflect n***a.. Y'all n***as do this sh** for fans, Y'all do this sh** for popularity Blood, when I sell a f**ing album, n***a, You know what goes towards? Gas money.. My son.. My son's future.. I see n***as doing charity events, making money off it, rocking for the love Man, I'm not-I'm not gonna go into all that, n***a Heh heh, n***as is funny as f** [?] But you can catch me.. In Golgotha.. And I have no religion... Brain