Dylan Ross - To The Afterlife lyrics

[Verse 1: Dylan Ross] Tell me, can you get with this pure wicked sh**? Murder you without an alibi but I got hella witnesses This world is nothing more than an abyss of piss and sh** If God were real, then all I'd ask him for is ignorance Exercising my freewill to justify my innocence If you truly deserve to die, the homicide is victimless The rage of a child of ether is infinite Let the beheaded bodies decompose in the wilderness Fangs snappin' down on your neck like a wilderbeest Concisely confess to a murder and then I k**ed the priest Now who want to absolve me? Even the most advanced criminal psychologists couldn't solve me I make you crawl my halls of illusions on fallen knees And let you see what your life would have been if you had followed me So won't you follow me into the dark? And let the sermon of ether pour over your body and soak your heart [Hook: Chopped & Screwed Vocals] Busters act like Superman but bullets be your Kryptonite [Verse 2: Dylan Ross] If you want to take me out the game, you better murder me I won't make the burner squeeze, I'd rather put a curse on thee I will have you laying flat out on gurney, G I will have you hanging from your ankles on a burning tree I ain't sh** got to lose, I ain't got sh** to prove, I ain't got sh** to say About who said what about you Cause I'd rather be sweatin' up on the block gettin' revenue What the cheddar do? It could change you Rearrange you and violently derange you Really all the same sh** c**aine do It'd be a shame if you let money eliminate you Straight truth, even though I hate you I'd rather see you suffer alone than do what they do Open up your mind and body, let the hate through Ouija, are you with me? Or will I have to make you? I will disintegrate into a billion particles of bitterness And go into your body when the ba** boom For memory and sentiment, I got no tolerance I'm in the belly of the beast, I'm 'bout to swallow hollow tips [Hook]