You say that you hate that
Sincerely twist the words behind my back
One on one, you're far from
Make me ask what the fuck have you become?
You say that: You hate what?
Serve my words on a plate
Veiled in your crap

One on one, you're far from
So may I ask what the fuck is going on now
And your words tear me inside
Leave me stabbed and defiled
In false light
So you say that I say
Yet the truth ain't no part of your game plan

Slandering? How's that fair?
So you frame: Here's the
Bad motherfucker
You say that: You hate what?
Serve my words on a plate
Veiled in your crap

One on one, you're far from
So may I ask what the fuck is going on now
And your words tear me inside
Leave me stabbed and defiled
(And again I feel stabbed and defiled)
Down from your throne is how you see
Proclaim your own reality

Under your thrown, I still abide
Wither to death in your false light
Down from your throne is how you see
Proclaim your own reality
Under your thrown, I still abide
Wither to death in your false light
Down from your throne is how you see
Proclaim your own reality
Under your thrown, I still abide
Wither to death in your false light
In false light