Blow my ego, super size Loved by many an often despised On display for all to see Nail me to your crucifix Got a void inside my chest That all your likes can never fix I will burn before I fade Original gangsta never remade Thank you for your tragedy I’ll use it for my art The worst crime to commit Is faking who you are If my eyes showed my soul Than everyone would start to cry I don’t fake it to make it I’d rather die than live a lie As I grow stronger My voice gets louder Your shit gets weaker As I stomp you with my sneakers I am the modern world Christ Let my words eat you alive Radical like science fiction I'm just hanging for your sins Last supper at my party Enemies are just your friends Managers!? Snakes that are disguised as a scam artist Groupies!? They just wanna suck your dick to gain status You cannot imagine the immensity Of the fucks I do not give All you people run your mouth But you ain’t perfect bitch Thank you for your tragedy I’ll use it for my art The worst crime to commit Is faking who you are If my eyes showed my soul Than everyone would start to cry I don’t fake it to make it I’d rather die than live a lie As I grow stronger My voice gets louder Your shit gets weaker As I stomp you with my sneakers I am the modern world Christ Let my words eat you alive As I grow stronger My voice gets louder Your shit gets weaker As I stomp you with my sneakers I am the modern world Christ Let my words eat you alive On display for all to see Nail me to your crucifix Got a void inside my chest That all your likes can never fix I don’t fake it I’d rather die than live a lie I’d rather die than live a lie As I grow stronger My voice gets louder Your shit gets weaker As I stomp you with my sneakers I am the modern world Christ Let my words eat you alive On a cover of a magazine America needs tragedy On display for all to see Got a void inside my