rap god

hitty **[Verse 1]** We grew up side by side, two buds against the world But his life got twisted, addictive personality unfurled. Diabetes at eight, parents split and shuffled Brady Bunch mix-up, his emotions got muffled. Anti-social habits, escapism his release Fighting demons inside, clawing his way deeper. couldn’t find any peace He spoke of abuse, an older brother’s aggression Molestation or delusion? A psychopathic confession. In the thick of it, intricate, we mimic it, Feeling slick with it, intimate, no limit yet. All the cynics quit, intricate, still legitimate, But a split in it, infinite, isn't innocent. Not the first on of those, of you and your stories, as you developed a system, of how to get us to believe you’re a victim. **[Chorus]** But We know you’re a liar, let’s roll back the tape You asked for a blowjob and then called it rape Twisting every truth, leading like you’re open hearted. It’s time to grab the shovel, let’s finish what you started **[Verse 2]** I went off to college, he snuggled up to my sister. She was caught in his trap. After another man who dismissed her. But you’re supposed to be my brother, come on, what’s the fucking deal. Acting like it’s cool to flex an interfamilial sex appeal. Platonic, he claimed, but intentions were clear. String her along and use here for comfort, which we sat by and watched year after year after fucking year. As your inside jokes and ketamine pokes your eyes glazed as you bent from a parallel track. And back. And back. And back. Kept it quiet, yet riot in your mind’s diet, Now I'm tryin’, deny it, we can’t buy it. Though reliant, defiant, heart turns violent, We were giants, but silence breaks the alliance. I Saw the train wreck coming, so then I started stepping back. Compensating for the distance, fearing for your mental cracks. So here we are, Years passed, and you’ve continued spinning tales, casting doubt, this time about me, like your shocked I thrived outside of your ferrytales But here I am I’m Chillen with whales. The whole charade is sleeping with fishes. Tried to fuck my sister but then craft a new truth and bait it and switch it. Fuck man, you’re probably still taking about when I was 19 and sucked at doing dishes. Because thats the deal. It what shitty does. He steps on your head while preaching big love. [Chorus] [Bridge] Time moves on, but the scars remain My family broke free, no longer carrying your chains I found my strength, left the past behind But the dude’s still so trapped, a prisoner of his mind Uncle Andy, you call me, in front of the rest. As you sew seeds of hatred, it’s sad I confess. Fake smiles and childish maturity, mother fucker you’re in your mid thirties! You try to hurt me but I can guarantee, you’ll never be what they need you to be. Eventually the cream rises to the neck. When the truth is exposed, and there’s no going back