Death to my opps
Wanna come pop me
But you cannot stop
I shall not drop to the
Floor of my enemies
Centerpiece
Soul of the ones who cannot
Yuh, Aye
I am still God
Ira the prophet of
Rage and the sobs
I am you master it's prophesized
That I shall show up and
Show you the hell that you got
Aye
Death to my opps
Wanna come pop me
But you cannot stop
I shall not drop to the
Floor of my enemies
Centerpiece
Soul of the ones who cannot
Yuh, Aye
I am still God
Ira the prophet of
Rage and the sobs
I am you master it's prophesized
That I shall show up and
Show you the hell that you got
Aye
I can't take your pressure
Leave me alone I hate
All of you, get so uh
Away from me I need
No help, no more let me
Just die here all by my
Self because I am
Just a scum to this
World Now
Oh