ACT 2/5 - BirthOfTheSpaceGod

[Verse 1]
I'm too worried 'bout my image, I get it
Niggas thought that I was finished, I quit it
Not reborn but I'm replenished, my nigga
Proven guilty but aquitted it, it's written
My description so explicit to kill him
Had to understand his thinking demented
Suffer through his own addictions conflicted
Flick it with the apparition, I get it
Nothing less for me to summarize
Through the moves that I facilitate
I done made it all come alive
I just wanna make you levitate
Sending bullets to the fucking sky
Shots aiming at the heaven's gates
Nothing shorter than the suicide
I just wanna make you levitate
I just wanna make you levitate
I just wanna make you levitate
Nothing shorter than the suicide
Sending bullets to the heaven's gates
I just wanna make you levitate
I just wanna make you levitate
Nothing shorter than the suicide
Sending bullets to the heaven's gates
Sending bullets to the heaven's gates
I just wanna make you levitate
I just wanna make you levitate
Sending bullets to the heaven's gates

[Verse 2]
I wanna rip you to pieces
I wanna rip you to pieces
Fuck all the gods you believe in
I wanna rip you to pieces
I wanna rip you to pieces
I wanna rip you to pieces
Fuck all the gods you believe in
I am the god of the demons
I wanna rip you to pieces
I wanna rip you to pieces
I wanna rip you to pieces
I wanna rip you to pieces
Fuck all the gods you believe in
I am the god of the demons
I wanna rip you to pieces
I wanna rip you to pieces