Pull You Down

Born from their feeling of hate, I am a mirror of mankind
Face what the demons they make, and they gon' say I'm the bad guy
Feel their heart beating in place, but I turn it down to a flatline
Humans don't mean what they say, but there ain't a lie in my hand signs
With the dead hey have to go erect the statue
But the life you treasures lacks inherit values
I gon' peck Kujaku, paint 'em red like Man U
They do things for pleasure, but forget the thank yous
Better miss these hands too 'cause they may be fatal
Every Nick I ran through 'cause this ain't no Fabvl
Giving gifts of bad news, let me lay the table
Call it sins or taboos, but I ain't no angel, ha!
Don't hate me so, like H2O, I've vital
Take a note, the way I roam is primal
Play like doh, I shape my own disciple
Can't change the flow, the status quo'sa cycle
Make 'em close the stage with no reprisal
Vacant droids of radio and vinyls
Break their bones, the pain it's so delightful
Drained of hope, the face is known to smile

I been tapped into your feelings and your sorrows
I've been pulling at the stitches 'till we all fall down
When we battle, then there needn't be tomorrow
You'll be begging for forgiveness, but I won't back down
Down, down, down
I'm gonna pull you down
Down, down, down
I'm gonna pull you down

Uh, running the time on the clock, I got 'em asking what side they are on
Vision of death how I'm stitching up threads to the inch of your neck, and I'm tying the knot
Uh, I make 'em cry to their Gods, peer in the eyes of the loss
Feeling the shivers of dread, I got sins I collect, every finger is pressed, so that's five to your block, uh
Roll the odds, I got loaded die, seeing scarlet, can't focus right
Every human has gon' assuming that they can talk like it's an open mic
I make 'em eat their words like they don't know their lines, I'm the completed version, they're the prototype
They acting weak and worthless, when I speak it's perfect, when they read my verses, they gon' know the price
In their head like a targeted ad, start to
Collapse, curtains, you're last in the act part
Of the plan, wave to your castles of sand, grasping
The man, I got your life in the palms of my hand
And I started from scratch, I'm a product of the heart that you have
And this deal has no perks like a marketing scam
If life has no meaning
I couldn't care less 'bout your qualms and demands, uh

I been tapped into your feelings and your sorrows
I've been pulling at the stitches 'till we all fall down
When we battle, then there needn't be tomorrow
You'll be begging for forgiveness, but I won't back down
Down, down, down
I'm gonna pull you down
Down, down, down
I'm gonna pull you down
Down, down, down
I'm gonna pull you down
Down, down, down
I'm gonna pull you down
Down, down, down
I'm gonna pull you down