Bring Me Low

T to the r - a to the s- h
Dump me in the dumpster
Die and disintegrate
Rotten to the core yes, rotten crooked set straight
First name Aaron been evil is the last name
Should have gotten torn up
Burned down scorched up
Should have paid a brother who's was warned like warner

Death around the corner, little shop of horror
Sin has cross the line while God is waiting at the border

I should be the dead one, I should be the road kill
God should have smashed me, judged me, uncle phil

High priest plus the king of all kings could have made rot 
in hell, with clothes full of gasoline

Knuckle up knock me, cuz canon is the problem, gangsta do 
me like the fin, he goes up then drop em

Do me like a nine if he gotta do it pop em, id rather die 
before I let my sin become an option

Only you can stop em, and everybody watching, kick me to 
your side like bruce treated robin, watch, the time is 
ticking and tocking oh stop it, before another sin to let 
me live is the target

Deny the flesh is hard, i'm trash like garbage, wait...I 
meant to say trash like garbage wait

Keep ya mercy brand new like Orleans, but I don't want to 
trample and tip toe on it

Flawless I am never, perfection is the hardest, my tongue 

is razor blade and only God he can guard em, ha I say my 
aim is the farthest, holiness is throwing stones at mars 
and honest

Im trying to stay in jesus name like margins, I really just
 wanna sit high with him in christ, no Marley
Im sorry bob but if I drive I get nautious, ima let him 
take me out this world like a martian its marvelous, but 
watch this

Cuz Its another life, all that desire of sin is gone and 
just the other night, I must been married before, sin was 
just another wife, doc now i see his death wasn't just 
another price ha

If killing flesh was my hustle then its time to grind, and 
if I had beef with canon then its time to dine, bacon

Im in his oven, I ain't frying, I need to see em bring me 
low, right below the line. And I ain't lying to you because
 he kills pride, I yell maranatha im tryna kill time, until
 then im tryna kill rhymes
That only glorify the savior and never I

Life is an animal without trainers it'l manhandles you, im 
stuck in a fallen situation without my parachute, hate the 
truth that I face when in the mirror can't stand the truth,
 forget my physical features my life is crash bandicoot

My lack of leadership irresponsible simpleton lacking in 
wisdom forgetful foolish with good intentions in it
An idiot pitiful creature but seen as intimate, instrument 
playing a role as car without an engine it

Without my brain get it, im such a scarecrow, such a coward
 without the brains to break mold, my brain is a screw 
going up, case closed
Im pose to live at ten im stuck on my phase 4

Thats me, thats me, thats me, thats me, Yea!