VERSE:
my forefathers had come unprepared
they dared never dared
(now) their prophecies are falling right flat
they can’t define where i’m at
(how ’bout that now?)
i’ve given in to throwing grenades
just to lighten the shades
interrupt their parades…
my alibis been blowin to bits
i’m throwing my fits…
i’m calling it quits…
love me in a little bit
my enemies never quit
wait until the judgment day
then think of something to say
(before it all blows away)
i’m holier than the ghosts of the past
the first and the last
(the slow and the fast…)
so narrowly averting disaster
moving faster n faster…
(til you’re already past her)
OUTRO:
holier than the ghosts of the past…
i shatter like glass…
head of the class…
role in the cast…