I am on the edge of the
World will always change
The World has always changed

I’ll wait for my time to shine; I got to build… I got to build
Imma replot the map and make a spot to fill
I feel free when I feel dead… I will get
Martyrdom after some music, pills, and a shot of rum
Vomit and swallow some; we about to have a lot of fun
I should probably get a wife so she can use my life to profit from
People will quote me on some shit that I said while
Half-inebriated and high on weed laced with
Cocaine… I’m going ape shit… in my music; I won’t say shit
Go down in flames like rhymes with propane it’s
Kurtains down NEVERMIND my worser sounds
Homie, I died young thus gave your life purpose… wow

Wow, oh damn
If I can make one or two records that fit the program
And live like I got no plans
I can change the World while me and the Devil do a slow dance


The Viper striked so I am running away, but I
Can’t escape I’m under her fangs, so I’m
Seeing green; I’m stuck in my ways so
Fuck it I’ll blaze and wait for something to change

There’s a difference between me and Them
I would die for an idea, They wouldn’t bleed for friends
They’d break a lover’s heart and would never seek amends
I’d have my heart shattered and just get beat again
So you see my friend; there’s ups and downs to everything
I struggle with that too my hemispheres is wrestling
All the time only synchronizing in bars and rhymes
With novice pride I’m moving onto better things… like
Killing myself for the sake of other people
Telling them my inner thoughts; I got a sinner’s heart
Baphomet’s blasphemous but at least he can rap for us
We won’t give him props ‘til he’s dead but at least he can challenge us

Wow, wow oh damn
If he can make one or two records that fit the program
And live like he got no plans
He can change the World while him and the Devil do a slow dance

The Viper striked so I am running away, but I
Can’t escape I’m under her fangs, so I’m
Seeing green; I’m stuck in my ways so
Fuck it I’ll blaze and wait for something to change

I am on the edge of th
World will always change
The World has always changed

I’ll wait for my time to rise only to fall… only to fall
My wings too close to the sun but at least I’m over the walls
I am free ‘cause I am now dead surrounded
By the ghosts of Martyrs who marched to slaughter; They taught ‘em

“Wow, wow oh damn
If you can make one or two records that fit the program
And live like you got no plans
You can change the World while You and the Devil do a slow dance”

The Viper striked so I am running away, but I
Can’t escape I’m under her fangs, so I’m
Seeing green; I’m stuck in my ways so
Fuck it I’ll blaze and wait for something to change


The Slow Dance of the Rising Star