Kill Your Idols lyrics

Back against the wall/
Kill em all/
If they get involved/

My paint brush on sun soo/
b*tch I’ll end em all/

You can't f*ck with me
You like menopause/
Deathstroke with the metaphors/
Y’all bullsh*ttin no matadors/

You call em b*tches
I call em muses they get

They call em gold ropes
I call em nooses

Gotta know yourself
To know what your truth is/

We stuck on this rock
This sh*t feel like an illusion

Watch em hop up in that booth
Then go bend the truth man
I been at it for a min/
Mind ya business/
That’s the only we getting/
It ain’t easy/ game is ruthless/
Like n*gga f*ck what you proving/
f*ck politics and your movement
They choosing
b*tch I’m the man now

Why I’m a fearing myself “GOD”
I do not f*ck with they system/
Want to get rid of my pigment/
Can’t let em take away my vision/
We going to the distance/
Love it all/
It all fades/
I ain’t riding y’all wave/
Stand clear and make way/
Hold up team on the prowl/
Whole team winning now/

I do not need ya applause/
I am not feeling you frauds/
I do not go on your mark/
Hope the people know
I done seen the lows/
I ain’t seen the top/
I just see the growth/
But we want em both/
Feel I’m getting close/
Use to want it most/
Stepped on rose
Here’s another dose/
I done learned the ropes
Tryna be the goat/
Got me fighting ghosts/

Take time with your life/
Do good with your rights/
Tripping off some sh*t the other day
Never pray for the weak
Cause the weak turn into pray
Now I’m lacking my faith
These days it’s pitiful
Drown myself in an O til it’s miniscule
Got sh*t on and ridiculed
And now I’m a finished you/
f*ck what you finna do/
Bullsh*t that you can’t evade/
Dimensions that you can’t escape/
Cutting the cards I’m dealt
Finessing the hands i played
I been sticking to my own pace