Death Note

<sub>youre wicked whack if youre thinking zak wont hit back
come at my girl ill give you the Will Smith slap
no leniency for a creep no slap on the wrist
500 years even your kids kids are in prison having kids

i sentence and condemn you cuz its not enough just to end you
death would be too easy you want to get off the hook but i wont let you
not after what you put the divine feminine through, never shoulda went through
i let you fail at your own test before i get up and wreck you

youre stupid thinking worldly success is going to get me to respect you
too many notches on my belt and i got them from walking through hell
got the best of both worlds from stepping between them like a vestibule
reverse the reverse church now i curse a priest in the confession booth

empire built on blood money built up an escrow
kill to collect why i call it a Death Note
wont get a hoe for a wife when God can send a trophy
ill be your only hope like Ben Kenobi</sub>