(Hook)

Dirty Harry’s comin’, better run - he got a gun..
Your God is forever... I know I ain’t seen him once...
If Dracula was real then he would fly into the sun
Please, just hide your fam 'cause Dirty Harry got a gun...
x2

(Cody)
We’ve learned so much... come so far...
And I ain’t even talkin’ bout the dreary parts
We dare not stop.. or parts get flawed..
we’ll build a better machine.. We’ll take on GOD!
I’d ask “Who sent you?” I rather not care..
Build a whole universe just to undermine theirs
You wanna walk like me? but you do not compare
If Jesus showed up he would throw up a flare..

(Mob)
Blood in the pen; fire on the sheet.
Someone gotta die on this beat.
And I don't pack a heater;
I don't even need to.
Nigga I just put Saint Peter in a sleeper;
Got Jupiter in a stupor.
Put a few nukes in the poop chute of Zeus;
I got a "holy-shit"-seeker.
Beware, bomb threat! I dare ya, step.
Run a train on Mount Olympus;
Mother Mary's next - bless.

(Cody)
Got a complex.. leave me alone..
I only wanna build... and never really be known...
Burn the whole castle.. fuck the throne...
What’s a king to a God, diplomat to the whole
sink the arc.. melt the chalice..
tell a Holy Ghost that the show was average
Praise Tom, you won’t touch my passion...
Repave the Lot - I love second chances...

(Mob)
I be the weapon-brandishing necromancer.
With the Devil's hand I'm penning every stanza.
You thought that Hermes had a leg to stand on?
I cut his feet and face and hands off.
Dance off as I manslaughter
Your religion and your inner thoughts on your damn altar.
Offering up your God as my lunch;
I commune on his body and blood. Nigga what?

(Hook)
Dirty Harry’s comin’, better run - he got a gun..\
Your God is forever... I know I ain’t seen him once...
If Dracula was real then he would fly into the sun
Please, just hide your fam 'cause Dirty Harry got a gun...
x2

(Mob)
Born again into the ward of sin.
I tried to warn my friends,
It makes me horny and engorged my dick,
Choking out the Lord within.
That's why I walk around like I'm an enormous prick.
Blasphemous treason -
Put a hit on a pastor and beat down a reverend.
I'm a lookin-for-an-ass-to-kick heathen -
Takin a shit on Shambhala and skeetin on Heaven. (ew)

(Cody)
And FUCK your demonic presence..
I am anti-religion in essence..
out here it ain’t really possessions..
Everything here’s for pretending...
But I play pretend all the time!
This is my friend with the ominous vibe,
throwin’ Aries a line; to ask for a light
Aye, Mob!? Are you helpin him climb??

(Mob)
Lemme step to the mic.
I'm a regular guy,
With the Devil inside my impeccable mind.
They the blind leading blind into ditches.
They Christian decisions are guided by heavenly riches.
They wishin and praying -
Faithfully waiting.
We sinkin or swimmin -
Make it or break it.
We hustle and muscle shit;
Power to people shit - we legit.
Tree of the Knowledge of Good and the Evil shit.

(Cody)
talkin’ the evilest, beat your superiors,
Shit on my equals, the math ain’t that serious..
Heavenly Father? Yo, mine wasn’t near,
But.. you weak the whole month and ain’t killin me, period..
Imperial soldiers beware, this money’s despair...
I’m cashin’ my check, smoke a bush to the head...
there’s hate in the air, there’s God’s in our chairs...
and they ain’t that musical here...

(Mob)
Hammer nails in your cuticles here.
It's so beautiful dear!
Eat your soul and leave you in despair.
Removing the Spear Of Destiny from the side of Christ
Rewriting life to rule the universe, yeah
To all the people kneeling sending up prayers
To deities that they think actually hear
I'll body and conquer your gods,
I'm all that they not, cause the Mobby is real - yeah

(Hook)
Dirty Harry’s comin’, better run - he got a gun..
Your God is forever... I know I ain’t seen him once...
If Dracula was real then he would fly into the sun
Please, just hide your fam 'cause Dirty Harry got a gun...