 It's Heretic, uh, at HereticHR on Twitter at heretic-music.com Yep So let me start this right They always ask me why I talk the darkest white The answer's partly blind I tell them that my past bastard eyes So I'm half-cast But I've got a hard heart of a garveyite The martyr's life It's just a graft for the sharper mind Easy to convince yourself You're smarter but the stars align And calm my bites So you think you aren't far behind While you're stuck sparring With a partner on the starting line Another rum and Pepsi Numb me till my head screams I'm a glutton for this stuff and the effects mean But I still greet the day like nothing ever stressed me I'll be straight running off the love and epinephrine And that means you can get big in this kid's face Till no more breath sits in your rib cage They'll still say that the next spitter is this H Till I'm left with a head bigger than Big H Not just a joker though you know I've got a lot to say And fuck the money Heretics don't want a profit raised But if you drop my name and say I'm not the one you rate You're just screaming God it's great in an apostle's face But don't bother me Me I lost my faith I'm not just in the dogma that the gospel states But every promise made politicians on his claims And every cock flossing with no homage paid Who see the gangsters indecidedly biting They keep their eyes on the road I keep my eye on the driver My desire's not surviving But to rise into wise And I want to write till every fiber in my mind Is enlightened I swear But it takes a lot of time to grow Let it loop and I'm just trying to find a cipher flow Some will tell me like the crow But I don't even like it though It's already dawnin' that I ought to let this side of go Cos the more I drink the more I hate sobriety The more I think the more I hate society But I always thought ignore the laws If it's required Geo-sworded form of tortures conforming towards piously Still they tell me they don't want to hear a rapper preach Now for me that's an admirable faculty Cos me I gotta have that purpose When I shout at beats it matters What they ask of me Forecast into fallacy Do you have to do that? Make some new trap Don't move back to boom bap Not too fast don't lose track You told this dude that his tunes whack if you have But I dispute that new cat I abuse tracks Sarasig-music.com for free downloads Sorry about my voice DFAFD Peace