RiseFromTheAshez - Back From The Dead lyrics

[Verse 1] Rise up out the coffin, b**h I'm back from the dead Homicidal on the mic I make it half itself instead Rawest type of artist, with a pad and a pen I'm back at it again, don't act like a friend I know your every move, I see through you and your actions You better hit the bench, cause you need a lotta practice You will never stack up, I'm like Legos and Jenga You ain't no Master, Chief, I don't see a Halo player Make him blue with these sonic styles, we ain't playin' Sega His mouth can run for miles, I cut it off with a lazer The sick little prankster, no longer full of anger You got rid of yourself, so how the f** can I thank ya? Now I understand bein' a f**boy's in your nature So I distance myself, bruh the music scene hates ya He's on the blacklist, but I'm cool like James Spader So much better than you, Dinkleburg, Hey neighbor! All that talk about violence, is bad for your health So do us all a favor, start stabbin' yourself Hang from a closet, loop that sh** with a belt Your music causes cancer, Patch Adams can't help I'll see to it myself that you get ruined in deed Fightin' fire with fire, burn this b**h beyond belief Soon you won't exist, I call you a payphone I stay blow audience's minds...James Holmes [Hook] They tried to erase me, b**h I'm, back, from the dead Jesus can't save me, I'ma k** the Devil, instead You must be crazy, try to put salt on my name So I'ma k** the, devil with flames [Verse 2] Flames to your face, blowin' smoke out your ears Rumors made by lames, that sh** kinda grinds my gears Just throw the white flag and admit that you're jealous I'm funny lookin and a clown (What do you mean funny?)...The kid is good fellas They love to talk about me, and maybe I'm oversteppin' But my bars leave more scars than Ray Liotta's complexion So ill that hospitals, should maybe open a section For the emcees I've ripped, doors open 24/7 Fight fire with fire, beat 'em with they own medicine They lovin' my records more than that invention by Edison I know that I'm different so in the case you be questionin' Purposely confuse 'em to keep the haters brains hemmoragin' They spreadin' the negative, I say f** they opinion Cause if they sayin' my name I think I'm still winnin' They try to defend it and question how can you listen But then decipher the sk** and magically cease all the b**hin' They tried to erase me, lyrics written in Sharpie My words holdin' more weight than Melissa McCarthy They tried to erase me, and they pissed that I'm co*ky It's not my fault you're retarded, if you don't get it I'm sorry [Hook]