Sarcophagus

[Chorus] (x2)
Everybody is always claiming how they love a rapper
Once they're dead, they're gonna bury down the dirt and rubble
Put their body in a coffin, family are sobbing
There won't be another [?] on the murals, on the wall
Social media is bullshit, as I call it
They don't give the recognition 'til you're dead and gone
Deceased

[Verse 1]
People are showing their love in reverse
'Cause they more optimal whеn you're no longer the opposition
Whеn you're covered in earth
And from the body and spirit dispersed
Fully departed, many influential we called artists
Making music, being taken for granted
Disregarted, underrated, overlooked because you're worth eyes only when life passes
This prominent, popular, sizzle concoction of gullible followers
Some of us never wanted to be popular
Just to be low-key and fucking anonymous
Falser than comets or rockets in [?]
Taking astronomers, breaking astrologists
The archaeologist, the wooden scholarship for the dark chocolates in the sarcophagus
Harmonious gossipers it be fake like [?]
Saying your name then claiming "RIP"
Faking a travesty of tragedy
Actually, they only went and gave acceptance when
You long dead cause you ain't a threat to them
Hated from start like a western bartenders
They gave you the flowers but when you can't smell them

[Bridge]
In the wind breeze
MC's swimming deep in my slipstream
It's not a surprise, get recognition in parts when you die
But not when alive, just self prophesized
Immortalized in the force of a shrine
Cause they forgot to acknowledge the vine
They pay homage by doctrinal foolish online through the night, it's why:

[Chorus] (x2)
Everybody is always claiming how they love a rapper
Once they're dead, they're gonna bury down the dirt and rubble
Put their body in a coffin, family are sobbing
There won't be another [?] on the murals, on the wall
Social media is bullshit, as I call it
They don't give the recognition 'til you're dead and gone
Deceased

[Verse 2]
Is when you're getting, respects and credit
Back complimenting, how condescending
To some offensive and still effective
Like it was Brexit, highlights and merits
Prolific penance, kind of eccentric
Blending red lights on, lions to ferrets
Writing on relics, write on murals
Crying on funerals, extra depressive
Getting obsessive over sentiment
Reminiscing like an old elephant
Memory for the present messengers
Came you forever in remembrance
Carriers, carriages, crashing for barriers
Carrying passengers up the bandwagon
And that's when you're travelling back to the black abyss
Keeping the mummy that's wrapped up in bandages
And still a maverick
According to rappers sub-ordinance
Act like tutorial
Back on the fall like a scarab or scorpion
Acting in all of you at your memorial
No soul or speeches are read in an eulogy
Very unusual, weeping untruthfully
When your existence has ran its full course, then you'll be truthfully free of their scrutiny

[Bridge]
In the wind breeze
MC's swimming deep in my slipstream
It's not a surprise, get recognition in parts when you die
But not when alive, just self prophesized
Immortalized in the force of a shrine
Cause they forgot to acknowledge the vine
They pay homage by doctrinal foolish online through the night, it's why:

[Chorus] (x2)
Everybody is always claiming how they love a rapper
Once they're dead, they're gonna bury down the dirt and rubble
Put their body in a coffin, family are sobbing
There won't be another [?] on the murals, on the wall
Social media is bullshit, as I call it
They don't give the recognition 'til you're dead and gone
Deceased