Artin - Sculpture Lyrics

Before I thought that you were holy
Then I realized you're a phony
I was there when you were lonely
But I saw you hardly know me
F*ck you and your territory
F*ck you and your chance for glory
Just want too ruin my story
Making plans in a laboratory
Before I thought that you were holy
Then I realized you're a phony
I was there when you were lonely
But I saw you hardly know me
Say you're about the culture
Your honesty has a serious rupture
Try too grab my seconds you a vulture
You're dead too me like a sculpture

I gave you the opportunity
Too tell the truth too me
Again and again you prove too me
Through careful scrutiny
That you wanna make a fool of me
I just started and I'm so exhausted
Girlie a cupcake cheeks are frosted
Gotta check the price see what it costed
I ain't been too church for a while
I think I'm haunted
I feel like for a while I've been off point
There's no message too the rhymes that i join
Seeing blocks in my dreams kinda annoying
Maybe it's cause i'm distracted by the noise
Don't call her a dime that bitch a dollar coin
See like that no meaning too the statement
But f*ck you and your hate I'm striving for greatness
Be grateful I even showed up thank my lateness
She wanted a little piece of the pie
Showed her off her pie a little bit dry
Need something fresh need something ripe
Gotta keep a knife or a strap like a dyke
That pussy has me questioning life
Thinking back into earlier times
When i was rough on the street with the football
Y'all were inside kicking your balls like futsal
Learned a lot from the early times
Nothing i would change
All it really was was a kid with some rage
Thought I has range
Grew up pretty strange
You grew up pretty fake
I'm sorry too say
That's just the only way
I communicate
Through honesty no reason too complicate
No apologies y'all make reasons too hate
Now it's time for me too estrange
All the fake ones dismayed
Y'all just don't have the attention too be payed
I don't pay attention but i want a lot of it
Old-heads asking who's this motherf*cker who think he knows all the politics
The old ways today are like the safavids
I'm a rebellion I'm the fall of it
A smart dude who picks up knowledge
From background noise I ain't going too college
The shots up who calls it
Chick heard of rap that's where i'm falling
Back to the fake bitch label
I remember when you were sitting on the table
Nobody around you I came and sat too lift you up
When you were down all I did was pick you up
When I needed your hand you missed the touch
And after that I was still the only one too give you lunch
Despite all the down talk I need too keep focus
Close my ears and ignore my emotions
If betrayal was a drink you had a whole potion

Before I thought that you were holy
Then I realized you're a phony
I was there when you were lonely
But I saw you hardly know me
F*ck you and your territory
F*ck you and your chance for glory
Just want too ruin my story
Making plans in a laboratory
Before I thought that you were holy
Then I realized you're a phony
I was there when you were lonely
But I saw you hardly know me
Say you're about the culture
Your honesty has a serious rupture
Try too grab my seconds you a vulture
You're dead too me like a sculpture