Signor Benedick the Moor - A Boy, A Man, A King lyrics

[Verse 1: Signor Benedick The Moor] I'm finally Black from the back I mean I'm back from the black Cruising in orbit just trynna relax Just got out the martian forest With boris a Russian tourist Was fighting off all the Charlies So I could get home to doris My company formed a chorus To celebrate he who's moorish THAT'S ME Lasers galore its Finally free of the tyranny Helping out all our brothers Now evil it should be fearing me Steering me into fame I'm just hoping the people feel in me Cause when you're locked up in a box And your mind rots The darkness creeps along And your only home is a damn cot Some old sheets A pillow And worlds that live in your head Si tengo el negro siempre I'd f**ing wish I were dead And it goes so well with the red The anger gives like a bed Just lay in it and forget Soon it dissipates and instead The armor of lead Latches on to your arms and legs Nothing gets through the plating But you can't move till it's shed [Verse 2: Signor Benedick The Moor] A single syllable Often free and refillable Sometimes way too formidable Maybe I'm just too cynical but After everything I've seen Why bother being It's never enough to change And no one bothers agreeing And on the way back from seeing So many innocent suffer My eyes created a veil Between me and the world to buffer I oughtta be tougher Like my brothers find a broad and stuff her But I ain't seen sleep in weeks So forget me trynna bluff her I mean I'm Holden holding on to stay golden Suicide by the coppers All my brothers are folding My sisters are rolling Raving with a mouth full of pills While I'm shell shocked and rocked Head fulla d**h and a fist full of bills Forgetting the sk**s I swear necessary to survive This sh**s worse then the jungle Society's love is a lie For them I would die (why) It's been burned white into my eyes But I'm f**ed forlorn forgotten I've forgotten how to cry [Bridge] Lost in the maze in a haze angels voices ring out loud Minotaur with a red scar never got far but he had weight Cost him the days he prays mama's voices make him out proud On par with a dead star Can't no one escape fate [Verse 3: Signor Benedick The Moor] Back from the black And right into thick of the darkness Picking apart this Golden flower Behold the power The golden hour Is said to sour When hung to dry Pure nectar gets crystalized And coaxes lies So melt it down Sell by the pound Put twenty down And forge a crown And build yourself an empire Phoenix from the ashes If he try to step to you Just give him forty lashes Keep em all in line Double fine em they won't look past this Go down in history as Emperor now raise your gla**es up Raise your gla**es up