Kon Kyoshi - Afterlife (Judgement) lyrics

[Intro] If ignorance is bliss then I'm f**ing suffering Bring on the heat b**h I love the game This plane is plain wrong hold on to the string No need to preach I've reached the pinnacle Ok cool come follow me Leave your suitcase it'll just get in the way Everything's the way that it oughta be, we'll that's the theory A little vex, with mix of cynical [Verse 1] Ba** booming ruin the mood of neighbors a lot Knocking on my door but I ignore 'em enormous amounts Of that loud, quiet down we ain't running out No time soon, consume the fumes of the fowl Fool, the young mind is so malleable Moldable, roll it into a blunt to be blunt with you Priorities, to tease the youth as keep the truth Pry open the bag, I finna bag me a beauty The tree to free me from anxiety Inside of me, a meet and greet with Mr. king of misery Unleash the apathy I'm actually, done with the wrong and the rules Kon is commutable We're sharing the same particle Strings longer than dreads on a rasta You need to be higher to grasp the Significance of the cancer Causing you to close your third eye [Bridge] The two that you're using to rely, lies Enlightenment the founder of truth, youth Eternal learn you oughta be wise, I Supersymmetry of the two, who Owns the guitar tuning the tune, who's Plucking each note toting the loom, who Arranged the composition of you, who's Smoking the potent herb in the room "You know you f**ed up right? Look You can't shoulder the whole world's sins Listen" [Verse 2] I used to be the musician wearing the suit (Show) I went to war, I was unstoppable (War) Did some things, but I paid my dues (Karma) Even the devil couldn't collect my soul (Grim) Had to fight my way out of limbo (Limbo) But ended up in a place quite remote (Judgment) I must say these confines I'm not fond of I really hope that Kon finds a place to go A place to roam a place to stroll I'm looking straight into the face of holy Judge and jury face the fury When the gavel hits the block I'm doomed Well damn, it was fun while it lasted man My story shall remain history in the museum Stupid string theories and abstract thoughts The f** was I thinking it would be enough Just hurry up and send me away I was getting tired anyway...