Revelalations
The end is almost here for you, it's time for your reckoning
See the grim reaper? Notice how he's beckoning
Bony finger stabbed in your direction
Not long left for much needed introspection
You got the words right, but still lacking the inflection
So I dare you.
Dare you to mean even one of the things you say
Grab yourself by the balls and come correct today
GPS is screaming and you still can't find the way
Back onto the forgotten path of righteousness
Busy flaunting bling and shouting "Yall aint got more ice than this"
But is that platinum chain the most you'll ever do?
The whole world learned not to expect more from you
Your momma'd be so disappointed if she only knew
But you're not even brave enough to pick up the phone
Unless it's the middle of the night or you know she isn't home
So you can tell the machine you love her, and pray she believes. . .
Not have to know when she doesn't answer, you're a little bit relieved
Your entire life has become consumed by death
And you know you're getting lucky every time you take a breath
I hate to have to say it but you won't make it through the night
No more time is left for you to get it right
Grim ran out of patience, Do you see him beckoning?
Ready or not, lights out for you.
It's time for your reckoning
See the grim reaper? Notice how he's beckoning
Bony finger stabbed in your direction
Not long left for much needed introspection
You got the words right, but still lacking the inflection
So I dare you.
Dare you to mean even one of the things you say
Grab yourself by the balls and come correct today
GPS is screaming and you still can't find the way
Back onto the forgotten path of righteousness
Busy flaunting bling and shouting "Yall aint got more ice than this"
But is that platinum chain the most you'll ever do?
The whole world learned not to expect more from you
Your momma'd be so disappointed if she only knew
But you're not even brave enough to pick up the phone
Unless it's the middle of the night or you know she isn't home
So you can tell the machine you love her, and pray she believes. . .
Not have to know when she doesn't answer, you're a little bit relieved
Your entire life has become consumed by death
And you know you're getting lucky every time you take a breath
I hate to have to say it but you won't make it through the night
No more time is left for you to get it right
Grim ran out of patience, Do you see him beckoning?
Ready or not, lights out for you.
It's time for your reckoning
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