What’s The Difference

[Tabs]

I remember when I was just an infant, before the days of school
I used to watch my father play the blues and puff his Winston's
But I was fucked the instant I had to choose future fallacy of past truth now I ask you what's the difference
From the day we're born, it's to the grave we're sworn
Until the sound the sacred horn the day that Satan takes his form
Nuclear holocaust and hate, I will embrace this storm
Cuz my broken dreams I always see at the break of dawn
Been knocking on wood for years so I got use to the splinters
I still ain't used to the cold from this nuclear winter
So call me the craziest but baby it's numb
Now I'm climbing the steepest gradient to the radiant sun
And I ain't been home since the wind blown me otherwise
I was seeking fame, couldn't see the pain in my mother's eyes
And I wondered why she worried, "look ma, I'm all grown, I'm just a million miles from that smile that I call home"
I'm stuck in this rap game's fast lane
Tryna educate the clones while the weight of the globe gives me back pains
Eventually I'll have my enemies sending me plenty thanks
Only a half spoon of gas fumes is past due this empty tank
Now I roam the streets questioning my own beliefs
Burning an el I turn on my Del and zone to beats
Walking like a fallen angel with his wings clipped
Burning holes in my journal til this eternal inferno's extinguished
I need my head clear, so this beer let's me buzz
And forget the tears, sweat and blood, fear, sex and drugs
You hear the cheers when the song reappears next to us
I just really hope I'm here for next year's exodus
Won't stop the song, I've gone and dropped the bomb
I'll make it right in awhile, but for now you got me wrong
I hated what you stated, left me out in the cold delirious
Now I'm thoroughly frustrated, jaded from the whole experience
He's gone insane, so give him room y'all
Before he decide to use his brain to paint the living room wall
But don't stress brethren, we're going to heaven next year
I just spoke to God, I'll send you a postcard when I get there
But as for now I gotta make my mark in this life, through all the mics that I spark
Change the darkness to light
Formulating is fornication so you can fuck with this
It's destiny successfully, suffocating a succubus
Sparking these large spliffs to deal with these hardships
My heart skips, cuz these words and scars burn to a char crisp
Tryna catch some rest in a bed full of haters
I take a pull to my head and chase it with some Red Bull and Jäger
Blinded by the flash bulbs, I cherish this ash as my last ?? til my perception of the glass is half full
All is fair in warfare, balance of love and hate
I'm willing to go the distance, but how much difference does it make

[Coal Cash]

Fuck the game of life, that bitch has never played fair
Send me to where I'm going, believe me I'm on my way there
Pain is all I know with my parents showing gray hair
Gets me in the zone and at the moment try to stay there
Love to see the day where Jesus returns
I'll be smiling at non-believers when he leaves ya to burn
Cuz I bleed for my turn to yearn in everlasting life
While you feeding the worm cuz you never grasped the light
I'm past the height, the prototype for Christ's apostles
So gospels that show me light so I don't need to write as hostile
But Coal's colossal, I topple temples while I'm gentle
My pencil's potential's only limited by your mental
Essentials resemble the infinite on instrumentals
Insignificant credentials fuel this dissident to vengeful
It was influential, now my life's less eventful
I tremble in the night where the demons I fight assemble
Smash the stencil, the central mold of what's controlled
They can't hold the monumental when my mental overloads
Watch my temple explode as I reload the smoking barrel
The second coat through walls with drips of blood and bits of marrow
As I split my arrow to show my brother's aims the same
Our brains covered each other, discovered when we're slain
And even when the strain of pain is too much to presume
I'm chugging this cup of mercury til perfectly immune
Purposely light the fume to ignite the room's inferno
What burns low to the tunes as fire consumes the verbal
Or turn purple from the loop in the noose circle
To gurgle words of truth with a proof that's too hurtful
Universal verse, verse the garbage of earth commercial
Starving about to burst from the turbulence served disperse
Revert you to church rehearsal, deter you from birth to ??
Emerged to your life's work with the thirst of a full reversal
Burst the circle, the fertile crescent's omni present
As peasants look upon me for the origami essence
But I will never fold, forever told hold your tongue
So I swung free from control and broke the mold to come
Teach the old and young until we're hung with bricks in pockets
Cuz we ain't out for chips so Satan can't split the profits
Spit obnoxious with locked picks for Triple Optix
To pry your eyes open, that is spoken to Agnostics
My pop's pissed cuz you missed the bliss of godliness
Regardless of ever claiming, while Satan probably is
And oddly this can be the turning point in an instance
That imprints on your journey, it turns me into distance
Burns be the persistence or resistance of your learning
Returning just as intent, the sixth sense confirming
To the burning of incense, suspense disconcerting
To these turning events, too immense to fit my warning