Eternal

Recognize, that I am not alive I survive on the sands in the hourglass of time I'm the chalk line, outline Everything is mine From the wind, to the earth To the shadows, far behind I'm the stars in the sky An' I shine so bright I'm eternal I'm the reason that the day turns night I'm the water and the sun I'm the bullet in ya' gun I'm the finger on the trigger An' I'm 'bout to blast one! I ain't ever gave a shit All them bitches better recognize A dead muthafucker on the block An' I'm baptized in blood of the fallen keep it G Go ahead, Yosemite Sam! Fuck around, be the next hologram! Big dog, way off the collar! Don't bother, with a case Can't keep me locked away, I need my space! Goin' six feet deep! Where the dead man sleeps! With the rats that creep! Am I blessed for weeks? A-a-a-and the maggots still seep out of open wounds Dressed like a vagabond Trade the tattered ruines I've been left for dead Misread and misquoted, been stepped over Unless a man would have voted Under pressures of those With the bloated egos Sense of rightousness An' the past that they chose Never know the half, you would laugh! So the path's goin' backwards, real fast! That's why they laugh! Recognize, that I am not alive I survive on the sands, in the hourglass of time I'm the chalk line, outline Everything is mine From the wind, to the earth To the shadows far behind I'm the stars in the sky An' I shine so bright I'm eternal I'm the reason that the day turns night I'm the water an' the sun I'm the bullet in ya' gun I'm the finger on the trigger An' I'm 'bout to blast one! It's all about broke, you bitches better hope I 'on't see you on the streets 'Cause I'm going to your dome With the handle of the 38 special Fuck the tissue! Facial reconstruction, from the beating that I issue Fuck you, no one miss you! You's a bitch! It's official! Talk that shit, get your neck slit quick On some box cutter shit, off the graveyard shift Laugh as blood drips Yelling "Magic Ninja, bitch!" You think you know me? If only! You fuckin' phony! Think a muthafucka can control me? You can blow me! An' blow balls, of the has-been stars as they fall They about as relevant, as a mall Beaten an' tired off last march of the end Take your last five bucks, savor the last dance You had your chance, did yo' thing, pop idols Had everything in your grips Jus' like you won the lotto! Recognize, that I am not alive I survive on the sands, in the hourglass of time I'm the chalk line, outline Everything is mine From the wind To the earth To the shadows far behind I'm the stars in the sky, an' I shine so bright I'm eternal I'm the reason that the day turns night I'm the water and the sun I'm the bullet in ya' gun I'm the finger on the trigger An' I'm 'bout to blast one!