Z the Stranger, Sockmonkey - Knighting Sir Gumol Lyrics

Yes
I'm as stone as a soldier gets
When he goes to a colder setting
And roams in the frozen excess
Yes
When he's homeless, he's so depressed
But in motion. No slowing yet
This is no time to over-stress
If hope is holding a check
Due to lowly and broken theft
Then it's slowly bestowing death
Upon so many lonely men
Women and children
Civil killings of innocent villages
So that businesses have privileges
While kids remain illiterate
I'm sick of this
If you don't want to take action
Then pay your taxes
And make the fakest of corporations laugh
It's a waste of your passion
Like Satan's wrath
Coming through to a sadist's path
I aim to last
And mitigate what you propagate in Rap
I'm stating facts
If you choose to ignore them, then take a nap
I'll break the face of the asshole
Who's syncing rape to a laugh track
It's that act that makes the evil seem right
Now, when we grow up, maybe we'll all see the meaning in life

Do you know about these scars and what they're for?
Why these militant bitches are wanting more?
They need recruits to spark up the war
Even the last man on Earth will hear a knock on the door
(Well, it's a start.) Lizzie Borden
Inspired murders. Why haven't we shot at the warden?
Because we bore him
He wants innocuous coppers watching the populous
Stopping people from wandering
Off to a place of honesty
They need the media feeding the people cleavage and leaving the bleeding off the shit
As if we don't deserve to know
What the world has condoned
Like they're okay with all the hurting that's shown
Fuck political correctness
If you want to send a message
Let us know the redder seldom tale
Don't send us better ventures
In the end, the whole human race might be crazy
But please baby, civilian or not, we need saving

Wreck the beat effectively
The beast is back indefinitely
Try to step to me and get forgotten like some memories
No pictures please
I don't fuck with paparazzi
I'll explode into a verse and be looking like a kamikaze
I educate in intervals. Overly supportable
When I'm finished with my verse, you will think my words are hoardable
It's horrible to even think your words are slightly audible
But I'm changing the game every day like an X-Box that was portable
I can't even seem to really think that straight
When people tell me making music isn't something really great
I tell them "Man, I ain't making any mistakes
I'll pursue my dream even if all my life it'll take"
This isn't for the money. It isn't for the hoes
It isn't for the shoes and it isn't for the clothes
I'm just trying to live my life without any of the woes
I'll just keep writing this book until the final chapter's closed
Simply speaking, I'm at the edge of the ledge
Stepping towards death with every breath
Before my time's up I'll be the best of the best
I'm not cocky, it's just that I won't settle for less
I'd rather die than live in the shadows of this earth
Making it this far has been a battle since my birth
I'll take a deep breath then attack with a verse
Turn around with the nerve just to ask if it hurts
I'm not a bad person. Just a product of my environment
In hindsight, I guess rapidly can be my Vicodin
When the pain comes, I just grab up a pen and write
Get it all off my chest before I end this night
I'm indecisive to whether I should just invite
Jesus into my life to see if he can just ignite
Something inside me worth the purpose that could signify
Any and everything that's ever ever been in my life

(Get out of my house)
(Get out of my house)
(Get out of my house)
(Get out of my house)
(Get out of my house)
(Get out of my house)
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