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Sinners Sermon Songtext

It gladdens me to know that Odin prepares for a feast
Soon I shall be drinking ale from curved horns
The Aesir will welcome me, my death comes without apology
And I welcome the Valkyries to summon me home

On the bottom (huh)
On the bottom, I found it cold
My soul been in a coma, no more bottles and no more blow
On that sober wave (ay) hopin′ it won't go away (ay)

I know I ain′t a holy saint, I hold
Myself accountable like homies can't
Can't, words are moldin′ chains ′cause it's holdin′ weight (yeah)
Rain dance on my open grave under solar rays

Weight of the world on my shoulder blades, need a coat of paint
Commentary way too colorful, don't condone the hate (the hate)
I′m on that climb out, got no money, every night I dine out
Better than them lines I was buyin', teeth I grind down (I grind down)


Spit a knife out, yet I′m yellin', "Get that shit out of my house"
Time out, who's countin′? (Who′s countin'?)
Double H and Money H, huh, we move mountains (H-Money)
Do shit for the youth like we was school counselors

Masked up, who′s vouchin'? (That′s a doctor, right?)
I don't know (I think so)
Fuck a doctor that gave me the pill
Stuck at the bottom, Perc′ poppin' ain't the way

′Cause it kills (kill, kill, kill, kill) yeah, huh
But that′s a whole other conversation
Cheat code stuck in the bank fold, don't know the combination
Challenge you to a home game, takin′ everything

Like cocaine can, it don't change your own energy
Energy is everything, what? Like I said before
Metaphor, Cinderella, seven dwarves
Snow White, tell me where you′re headin' for

See the light, Jesus with a head of thorns
Wait, that′s not Jesus, that's some devil horns
Rock bottom, back at reservoir, water here is potable
You know my flow immaculate, and all you'll hear is quotables


But please leave me alone, really, I ain′t feelin′ sociable
Really love the team, but I ain't really feelin′ coachable
Yet alone approachable, what am I supposed to do?
Think outside the box, guess gotta go and post the overview
Post-traumatic stress disorder, that's just not negotiable

That′s just not negotiable to Hulk
That's just not negotiable to Hulk
That′s just not negotiable to Hulk
That's just not negotiable to Hulk
This hero that comes into Valhalla does not lament his death
I shall not enter Odin's hall with fear

Your father′s return brings calamity
Chaos, tragedy, and death
I am not afraid

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