NYAMA

[Hook: Pupil Slicer]
The nothingness to which I aspire
Fed by parasites, they revel in every single second of the pain
Overwhelming, can't fix a problem that's rooted in the imperfection of my existence
The nothingness to which I aspire
Fed by parasites, they revel in every single second of the pain
Overwhelming, can't fix a problem that's rooted in the imperfеction of my existence

[Verse 1: Backxwash]
I feel nеrvous when people are staring
The evil that carries
Is lethal and varied
Glaring
It’s there in its deepest of currents
I need a piece
With a switch and a ‘matic
Even the faggots need lethal advantage (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
I keep thinking 'bout Jesus of Nazareth
If he was that active
He’d spring into action
Maybe just Caesar would have it
And fear is protection without
The seers telling me that my future is caught shot dead in the mouth
I'm paranoid when I step out the house
These pills makin' it hard to hide
While my peers airing it out
Delicate how?
Now that you've mentioned it, wow
I'm wound up and I doubt that they let me live now
I don't need the embellishment
I’m just fearing the predicate
Of needing a weapon
And I think that I get it then

[Refrain: Backxwash]
'Cause if I can't live
Then you can't live
Blood is thicker than everything

[Hook: Pupil Slicer]
The nothingness to which I aspire
Fed by parasites, they revel in every single second of the pain
Overwhelming, can't fix a problem that's rooted in the imperfection of my existence
The nothingness to which I aspire
Fed by parasites, they revel in every single second of the pain
Overwhelming, can't fix a problem that's rooted in the imperfection of my existence

[Bridge: Angela Davis on Violence and Revolution]
And when you live under a situation like that constantly, um, uh, and uh, then, and then you ask me, you know, whether I approve of violence. I mean, that just doesn't make any sense at all

[Verse 2: Backxwash]
Coca Cola Kalashnikov
Scope coming from Wichita
Chrome colored
A shot into bone fractures
And shishkabob
The dome splatter
He’s calling he won't answer
The phone hang up
Hanging outside with old yella
See where these hots headed
Now he’s so hot headed
Victim turned pot kettle
Peace with a hot metal
And it’s so sad that it’s sickening
How I turned from victim to a villain
So what's to stop me
From grabbing a shotty
Putting ten in my body
In the lobby
While the denizen’s watching
And I hope that it’s quicker
Than the sedatives, probably
With a note and a sticker
To remember me properly
See that’s where I be heading
So why I keep pretendin’
There’s a happy ending
When every second I get the message
Let me spell it on the record

[Refrain: Backxwash]
'Cause if I can’t live
Then you can’t live
Blood is thicker than everything

[Outro: Pupil Slicer]
The nothingness to which I aspire
Fed by parasites, they revel in every single second of the pain
Overwhelming, can't fix a problem that's rooted in the imperfection of my existence