Secular Era - Wrists Be Woke Lyrics

My wrists be woke for the morning sun
Come give me the gun
Girl please, I'm on my knees
Begging for the heaven you could give
If you ever could lose me
Let God be witness to the sickness
Catch this drip
There's no forgiveness
Triple six bich come shoot me in the head
Yeah I like it

I'm falling down again
There's nothing left for me
I'm falling down again
There's nothing left

It's just dark skies now
Even blacked the f*cking moon
Ain't a light to come and speak
I'm a djinn consumed
Exhumed from the fire
Gonna burst up from the seams
Up to the bump slump
No running from your dreams
Wipe out to the brink of defeat
Ima think smoke down living jest interest
Stumble onto low town
Bow out from the trap house
It's a mad house
Passed out in the grout
Shout out
Last

I'm falling down again
There's nothing left for me
I'm falling down again
There's nothing left