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Blow my ego, super size
Loved by many an often despised
On display for all to see
Nail me to your crucifix
Got a void inside my chest
That all your likes can never fix
I will burn before I fade
Original gangsta never remade
Thank you for your tragedy
I'll use it for my art
The worst crime to commit
Is faking who you are
If my eyes showed my soul
Than everyone would start to cry
I don't fake it to make it
I'd rather die than live a lie
As I grow stronger
My voice gets louder
Your shit gets weaker
As I stomp you with my sneakers
I am the modern world Christ
Let my words eat you alive
Radical like science fiction
I'm just hanging for your sins
Last supper at my party
Enemies are just your friends
Managers
Snakes that are disguised as a Scam artist
Groupies
They just wanna suck your dick to gain status
You cannot imagine the immensity
Of the fucks I do not give
All you people run your mouth
But you ain't perfect bitch
Thank you for your tragedy
I'll use it for my art
The worst crime to commit
Is faking who you are
If my eyes showed my soul
Than everyone would start to cry
I don't fake it to make it
I'd rather die than live a lie
As I grow stronger
My voice gets louder
Your shit gets weaker
As I stomp you with my sneakers
I am the modern world Christ
Let my words eat you alive
As I grow stronger
My voice gets louder
Your shit gets weaker
As I stomp you with my sneakers
I am the modern world Christ
Let my words eat you alive
On display for all to see
Nail me to your crucifix
Got a void inside my chest
That all your likes can never fix
I don't fake it
I'd rather die than live a lie
I'd rather die than live a lie
As I grow stronger
My voice gets louder
Your shit gets weaker
As I stomp you with my sneakers
I am the modern world Christ
Let my words eat you alive
On a cover of a magazine
America needs tragedy
On display for all to see
Got a void inside my...
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