YC the CYNIC - Pwrtrp Lyrics
You feed on, all the powerless peopleI politic with the peons, everybody is equalI levitate with the gods, you penetrate with a needle to the veins.You ever seen a king in the *****ing fetalNot a powerful positionYou would hate to lose your faith within your faithful coalitionYou could leave or meet your faith and try to face me with your fists and…Fall asleep with the fishesWithout as much as a follower, fan, apostle, or witnessI know, its time to go, so go, be on your ownAlive with a whole new life instead of dead on the *****ing throneYour head on my crib's mantle, after I dismantleSever your disk due to your mishandle this crownSupport the making of the GNK album here