Prefer It My Way

Don’t know what happened to my soul It used to shine so bright Now feels like I’m in a coffin on a moonless night Deep in the Black Forest them spirits come to life Satan circling around he wants another fight Bon appétit I got a sumo wrestlersappetite  How many lessons you want learn I can expedite I carry more pains than a fucking terabyte Watched my Dad and Brother die a month in sight Don’t talk to me about the lonely roads of life I’ve been freefalling through napalm Dynamite Keep fucking coming I proudly recite Millions of scars just add to my might Fucking Satan couldn’t beat a fiddle player son What makes you think he can take the enlightened one Had to slow my raps down so you could catch the pun F*ck ghosts all my shit is hand spun Ah shit I’ve just begun Shooters loading up the drums Draining energy from the sun From Osiris I have come To shit all over the scum The Plagues from my tongue Gassing up the DeLorean  Articulating petroleum As above so below From alchemy I grow Molten lava my flow Controlling waves, Calypso Fresh canvas, Van Gogh Known for the Sorrow I maybe arapahoe Battle of Little Bighorn yo  General custard had to go Always fight injustice foes Middle fingers to the Pharos Knock them down dominos I like when you decompose  Pass me that tequila rose Shot after shot down it goes Begging me to spray your embryos But I can’t stand you hoes Smell your evil with my nose Forever alone I have choose Stealing Cupid’s fucking bow Making him eat an arrow Down the hatch swallow So we don’t have to follow Because love is hollow Standing ovation, bravo Clap clap clap on we go Back on my horse, desperado Galloping off to Eldorado My cave maybe dark but it's still a fucking grotto Where’s your hook homie? Hook? I Don’t need one Nah dog you have to have a hook Thank you, but I prefer it my way Living in darkness but a child of light Don’t put yourself in my line of sight I’ll turn up the Fahrenheit Your ancestors will reunite Dancing with the devil by the pale moonlight Rhyming so cold you’re getting frostbite Pass me the sticks so I can ignite Sound more rare than a fucking meteorite Tell them girls not to get excite This ain’t no mother fucking Twilight All bloodsuckers want a bite  Have a taste it's filled with spite Spinning so fast it’s a satellite Welcome the funeral, here’s your invite I make Captain Spaulding look polite F*ck the world it’s not right