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letra de the end - ayekay

[verse 1: ayekay]

you say you do what you do, but you always tryna fit that f-cking picture
you can’t put a frame round me, a mere soul inside of a molecular figure
im realer than your average, i don’t care if you the baddest b-tch
on this earth, cause since birth, they kicked dirt on me, but it never really transmit (brrrrat)
f-ck your life, f-ck your grind
this is my time, watch me shine, this is my time, watch me climb
to the highest heights, top of kilimanjaro
dark knight feeling, might not see tomorrow
as i come in grips with my pain and sorrow
i grip it even harder then uncork the bottle (ungh)
uncork that sh-t, surprised i could even afford that sh-t
i burn my money and then put it in a grave, the same money i was gonna pay the morgage with

[verse 2: ayekay]

church! credits to the most high
grippin the mic, when he be grippin it tight
and he be spittin it right, and he, never wanna let it go
so he just, put it so high on a pedestal
any single day his breathe taken away
ministers say that he need god, that he should pray
administer confusion inside of his brain
refusing to admit, what really causes him pain
is the disdain for his father getting taken away
by the same guy in the sky who they encourage him to pray to
so he label the dark robes as enemies
only stay faithful to his own ident-ty
renegade, you been afraid, im an ent-ty
not a commodity to be held irresponsibly
by a deity, who mean, nothing to me, see
so i wanna see, everybody wanna see, so open your eyes and be
start to exist
tell em, ayekay said it, son of a b-tch

[bridge: ayekay]

rolling and rolling and we.. (x4)

[verse 3: ayekay]

ponder on life while im smoking tha shiva
about existence, and where it would leave us
cause if i die today will i hit the gates of heaven
or burn in the flames of eternal pain?
or maybe neither, purgatory all up in your speaker
preachers talking real loud but do they ever hear ya?
could a miracle be embodied any clearer
in the mirror, as life grows nearer
and i only pray hard when it’s hardest to pray
so ima pray till the end of my begotten day
till i cross the intersect, protect my family
cause i’mma lay inside a casket one day and get
blown away by the gust and the wind
only to be revived by the holiest of hymns
and it is him, who is embodiment of sin
stemming from the questions eating away within
his child like tendencies in evils whim
it pierce into his soul, it was meant to be him
he was meant for this life, built for the grind and pain
everything inside of his mind that he got to say
anoint the point of his pen in the light of day
submerge himself inside of the beats which he lay
down his darkest thoughts, corridors of his cerebral
juxtaposed between thoughts of good and evil

- ayekay

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