Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Vigil, artist - Henry BowersDate of issue: 10.05.2017
Song language: English
The Vigil |
| I’m rappin' for a livin' with the shittiest of revenues |
| I’m payin' what I need to pay then give away the residue |
| I live today as if I knew tomorrow’s mine |
| When in fact I’m well aware I’m on some borrowed time |
| And I have to meet my destiny — it’s sadly a necessity |
| Reality will drastically just capture me eventually |
| And rap’ll be the death of me — I’ve understood that |
| But it’s the only thing I’ve ever been told I was good at |
| So I’ll stick to my guns with conviction |
| I feel as if my diction’s become an addiction |
| And now I’m too weird for jobs and social life |
| I know — but the scope of what I write is ocean wide |
| They wanna keep us dull and they’re takin' great measures |
| By providin' a variety of chemical pleasures |
| But they sure ain’t getting what they paid for |
| Ain’t chasin' no dragon — just tryin' to outrun the pale horse |
| We fight and we fend but tonight it will finally end |
| Come foes — come friends |
| I bet you can tell this is it so I bid my farewell |
| Let the vigil commence |
| I’m puttin' critics in clinics — sick of their cynical opinions |
| They wanna be remembered — I am givin' ‘em oblivion |
| ‘cause livin' in dominions of faculties is frightening |
| So actually in fact they better stack up on their vicodin |
| They take one look at you then call in the cavalry |
| And quickly throw a book at you with marketing strategies |
| Bargainin' tactfully and targetin' mass appeal |
| But I’ve got the audacity to be causin' calamity |
| ‘cause I’m stubborn as fuck — never givin' in willingly |
| Always listen to my gut like some silly ventriloquy |
| Words are weapons and I’ve got the illest artillery |
| I flow precise as if I’ve got a silicon chip in me |
| I’m bringin' ruckus to the dicks who string the puppets |
| Hope to hit ‘em with my spit before I quit and kick the bucket |
| Lick my dick and suck it if you didn’t approve |
| Now go and do your job and write a shitty review |
| We fight and we fend but tonight it will finally end |
| Come foes — come friends |
| I bet you can tell this is it so I bid my farewell |
| Let the vigil commence |
| This mountaintop is lonely — I am nobody’s protégé |
| Eventually mountains turn to pebble — it’s a slow decay |
| I was told to stay in line but I’m fallible |
| The detours I have taken have been rather radical |
| Incompatible — my path is full of twists and contortions |
| And it’s taken cataclysmic proportions |
| Now I’m stealin' cookies ‘cause I’m desperate for fortune |
| Can’t rest my stressed mind — left with exhaustion |
| I’ve built my kingdom in the dark — I was set apart |
| Have been roamin' freely in the shadows from the very start |
| Soon you’ve reached the end of this emperor’s repertoire |
| When I’m done send me off to bed forevermore |
| A legacy of record sleeves made in the days of old |
| My castle has been crumblin' as of late but I stay on post |
| Crazy — well maybe so — afraid it’s the way to go |
| A heart fit for gods and a face fit for radio |
| We fight and we fend but tonight it will finally end |
| Come foes — come friends |
| I bet you can tell this is it so I bid my farewell |
| Let the vigil commence |