Murder For Higher

Excuse me, Mister

Could you tell me who I am?

Why of course, my boy

You're a pinata

A pinata?

Does that mean I'm celebratory?

Hahahaha, no

It means…

We're going to take turns beating you

Until you run out of joy

I'm not the turd

I'm not deterred

Here we go

Here we go

I'm not deterred

I'm determined

I don't confer

I'm confirming

I find a cave for the tablet

Then blow a gasket like Berman

Dangerous is a habit

Have it when you writin' a sermon

If I say it aloud

They gonna double the Sirhan

I quit the murmuring

Doctorate in burying

Hurrying

Until I drop the words of the Servant King

So don't be servin' me

Liars be swervin' me

Jolly good

You thought this chap

Can't cap an ass

But I'm murdering for higher

You are going through

Exactly what God wants you to go through

I smile in faces of haters

Enjoy the pain like a skater

French exit a funeral

Death innumerable, I'm elated

I don't dig on the dark

I chart the deeds of the faded

If I'm bested by jesters

I can't be satiated

I see the quarrel

Over the morals

Adorable

You think this fight is ripe

It's deplorable

So don't be servin' me

Liars be swervin' me

Jolly good

You thought this chap

Can't cap an ass

But I'm murdering for higher

With a gratitude

With a passion

And with literally more energy, Paul

This track a smack to the backers

They never back me, they blabber

Worship their golden child's smile

While they treat me like drachma

You stand on shoulders, Japan

I am Godzilla LaPaglia

The native sun unsung

And my face is my placard

Your needs are unmet

Selling Sunset with a Murphy bed

Your head is home

But brain is a sublet

So don't be servin' me

Liars be swervin' me

Jolly good

You thought this chap

Can't cap an ass

But I'm murdering for higher

I quit the murmuring

Doctorate in burying

Hurrying

Until I drop the words of the Servant King

So don't be servin' me

Liars be swervin' me

Jolly good

You thought this chap

Can't cap an ass

But I'm murdering for higher

Don't forget that we got work to do, Paul

Okay?

Trust me

All this will mean something for you later on

So, I pray for you

I'm rooting for you

And I'm here for you, Paul

So let's fucking go through it

With a grace

And with a passion

And a fucking smile on your face

C'mon, dawg