13
Godemis Lyrics

(Uh, uh, Deevil!) My fault (uh, uh, uh, on)
I acknowledge that it's my fault

When the clock strikes 13 (6 minits, 6 minits, 6 minits, on, uh)
When things take a turn for the worse

Nigga, right
Indeed

It′s about to get worse, they wanna know
Things are going to deteriorate, and people are curious

What does worse mean?
What exactly is the extent of the worsening?

I'll get back to you when the clock strikes thirteen
I'll explain the magnitude when everything goes haywire

Fuck y'all feelings, position face down, shit
Disregard any emotions or opinions, assume a submissive stance

I roll another one, then I light it for getting grounded
I indulge in substance and relaxation as a coping mechanism

I touch down, not a minute past thirteen
I arrive precisely when the chaos begins

They wanna pretend my arrival was one of the worst things
They try to imagine that my presence is a terrible event

But what do their words mean? Fuck 'em anyway
Their opinions hold no value, disregard them

They're sitting around, just praying I put the pen away
They hope I stop expressing myself creatively

Somewhat of a renegade, maybe not so much
I possess rebellious qualities, but to a certain extent

Just squattin' on the bomb whenever the fuck it blows up
I'm prepared for the consequences when the situation explodes

But really you know what? Sick of you saying I'm jaded
Honestly, enough of your assumptions that I'm cynical

They say that my flow sucks, it's great to say I made it
They criticize my style, but it's satisfying to prove them wrong

The underrated, most hated and then some
I'm undervalued, despised, and more

I don't repent, I toss it in the wind when the sin's done
I don't seek forgiveness; I let go of my wrongdoings

So gimme the big guns, behold the hesitation
Give me powerful tools, witness the lack of hesitation

I'm self-medicating this headache in hell pacing
I'm using substances to cope with the mental turmoil

Tell Satan to wait in a cell, patient
Instruct Satan to be patient and await his punishment

I'm burning at the stake, so whenever he smells Jason
I'm enduring intense suffering, so he can sense my presence

I regulate, like a couple of pale [?]
I maintain control, like a set of neutral colors

So shoot for something or fall for nothing like shell casings
Set your goals or end up with nothing, like discarded ammunition

Worth waiting, for fucking on five alive
It's worth the patience for something satisfying

Six times sicker than every senseless homicide
My impact is more profound than any meaningless death

And like a quadriplegic, yeah I'ma ride on 'em
Despite limitations, I will stand up to them

They wanted to battle, but I ain't got the time for 'em
They seek confrontation, but I have more important matters

What is your focus, foe? Fire away
What is your intention, enemy? Go ahead and attack

Might as well, right? Cause you can die any day
You might as well, since death can come at any moment

And by the way, burning black tops I be tarred in it
Additionally, I'm heavily involved in dangerous situations

Like the second prototype of my bars are off minute
Similar to a flawed second attempt at creating my lyrics

Y'all admit it, when y'all said it, that it, without a reason
You all confess, without justification, when you make statements

I'm wondering why would they hate on me outta season
I'm curious why they criticize me at inappropriate times

I'm looking around for something to put the trees in
I'm searching for a container to hold my marijuana

And snatch my peasy head off my shoulders to let 'the breeze in
And metaphorically remove my troubled thoughts to invite relief

We's in the position of when, then again
We're experiencing the moment, yet again

We first must harness all the energy within
We need to utilize the potential energy within ourselves

I'm still short of the duckets they wanted me to lend
I still lack the money they expected me to provide

And I got nothing to show for it but enemies
I have gained adversaries but no tangible benefits

Get worse, they wanna know
Things are going to deteriorate, and people are curious

What does worse mean?
What exactly is the extent of the worsening?

I'll get back to you when the clock strikes thirteen
I'll explain the magnitude when everything goes haywire

Kill 'em and let god sort 'em, I'm out, B
Eliminate them, and let God determine their fate, I'm leaving

Repent and you can get the crown to heaven without me
Seek forgiveness, and you can attain salvation without my involvement

(And it's about to) get worse, they wanna know
Things are going to deteriorate, and people are curious

What does worse mean?
What exactly is the extent of the worsening?

I'll holla back when the clock strikes thirteen
I'll respond when everything goes haywire

Fuck y'all feelings, position is face down, shit
Disregard any emotions, assume a submissive stance

I roll another one, then I light it for getting grounded
I smoke another marijuana joint to relax and find stability

It's about to get worse, when the clock strikes thirteen (thirteen)
Things are going to deteriorate significantly

Deevil!
Evil!