Before the Devil Knows You're Dead

I can keep it civil I'd rather keep it silent Cause my judgment can be fickle I'm poetically defiant I'll leave you with a symbol A victim to my violence The verdict would be simple Companionless confinement I can hurt your feelings take the pain and make it linger Turn my words into a noose to tie your tongue like I'm a rigger Double knotted got you talking like you're Tigger You should stop forcing my fingers cause I'm fluent in your triggers I said what I said Don't let all the blood run straight to your head All of that confidence you'll wind up dead They'll call you Icarus, laughing instead When you lay in your bed Be happy that God's the big man Be happy he sees what I can't We live and die by my knife But, God's hand is more empathetic than mine would've been Let's just say If it were up to me When you go home to pay your debts It'd be a half an hour in Hell before the Devil knows you're dead Let's air this out in public You wanted some attention But, this content may be graphic I advise viewers discretion I'm the reason you're a topic Hold the lubrication I made you with Mary's logic That's immaculate conception I can curse your name and keep it hidden like a censor You're my puppet on a string I think I'll call you tiny dancer Coming at your neck cause it's my favorite limb to sever But, I'm not taking your place I'm the initial predecessor I said what I said Don't let all the blood run straight to your head All of that confidence you'll wind up dead They'll call you Icarus, laughing instead When you lay in your bed Be happy that God's the big man Be happy he sees what I can't We live and die by my knife But, God's hand is more empathetic than mine would've been Let's just say If it were up to me When you go home to pay your debts It'd be a half an hour in hell before the Devil knows you're dead Before the Devil knows you're dead There's a story 'bout a man who was so stuck in his ways Let his pride eat him alive I'll tell it if I may Gotta hurry cause the clock just struck judgment day So, before you start being a saint God's favorite angel was a sinner He couldn't stop the misbehaving And when he's done taking his orders Just know nobody could of saved him He sent all the King's horses and all the King's men Out for the bounty, it's off with your head They'll call you Goliath when they pay respect But what do you expect when you said you're the big man I clean up well there'd be no evidence We live and die by my knife And David is waiting for his cue to avenge the victim And I said If it were up to me When you go home to pay your debts It'd be a half an hour in Hell before the Devil knows you're dead Before he knows