Nephilim

[Verse 1: Meechy Darko]

Why I feel like the past

Is catching up to my ass

The devil on each shoulder

No halo's on my staff

Your medula may implode

When I spit this venom in code

When I spit this venomous flow

Mind bending entity oh!

My soul glowing it's gold

My heart's dark and it's cold

My art's a part of my soul

I can't help but give ya'll the most

Can't help but be niggas hope

Can't help but rise through the smoke

Can't help that my dick is big

And it's in the back of her throat

Break bread and make toast

Raise glass and blow smoke

Kick ass like Bernie Mac

And mac on with these hoes

Flip packs and bust gats

And live on through these quotes

Too mentally unstable

To be fucking around with them labels

Picture me Yakkity Yak

Talking shit at these round tables

Naw son never that

It's just millies under the table

I'm saving up every cent

Starting our own label

Serpent under the rainbow

The pot of gold in the store

Fallen angels they dangle

From clouds as they (awww)

[Hook: Meechy Darko]

Money pussy and drugs

Be the antidepressant

In pursuit of presidents

You might have to keep you a Wesson

Names ahead of presidents

That don't make change in a second

Mother fuck your reverend

And all the lies that he telling

[Verse 2: Juice]

They say we not able

Strange but peep through different angles

Speak the truth cause what we plant

Is all seeding for the future

Probably cooler than I thought I was

Probably with a fewer

I'm hot bitch I ain't Nelly

This ain't MIMS

I'm something deadly

Petty niggas y'all ain't ready

The shit I kick is heavy

A felon, moving steady

Ungrateful bitches get stitches

And buried 6 feet in ditches

In the clouds painting pictures

Sometimes I'm feeling enormous

I'm bout to jump I'm feeling nauseous

Close your eyes for repercussions

Tried to use a gun man

But the gun jammed

Maybe if I won they'd probably get me

Strap a gun and tell them

Put one in my lung

Shoot one through my heart

Rip my tongue apart

Never again to speak this art

And I ain't got to sign a motherfucking deal

I could still fuck your girl

Off a blunt and some chew

Smoking up them hotels

Put it on my bill

Sleep till next Wednesday

Wake up to her grill

That super stanky dank

Got me high mushroom using

The event of my demise

I'm laughing at you rap guys spitting lies