Empty Grave

Everyone's time's gonna fade away
 Dust to dust and Amazing Grace
 Only thing I'm leaving is my last name
 Oh, and an empty grave
 One day, I'll be in a box, I ain't talkin' about a grave
 I'm talkin' 'bout a box of greatest hits I made along the way
 Found on a dirt road 'cause I ain't never had shit paved
 And when the roots grow back I'll be a mystery per se
 No askin' folks in Nashville 'cause I refuse to go and sign
 Walked in houses of legends that made a impact on your life
 Takin' advice from people who have platinum records with Slim Shady
 Went on vacation with country superstars even though I'm crazy
 And on a psycho social roller coaster, no seat belts doin' loops
 My mind got a vault like a doomsday preppin' loony toon
 Stay boucin' off my walls like my house is made of gymnastic mats
 And I'll be rappin' 'til I'm 90 out of shape with cataracts
 'Cause I ain't got to see a rope to cut a trail and make a path
 I'm 27 and I know this whole city feelin' my wrath
 Just wait 'til I'm 30 and fine tuned like a Stratocaster
 I'm not biodegradable still the cleanest white trash and I'm Church
 Everyone's time's gonna fade away
 Dust to dust and Amazing Grace
 Only thing I'm leaving is my last name
 Oh, and an empty grave
 Most people in denial about the timeline of life
 The burnin' of a flame one goes out then one goes up and strikes
 I stepped into the shallow water knowin' one day I'll drown
 To the noise of screamin' voices and Instagram shutter sounds
 Right now for me it's just now, startin' to get kinda loud
 I'm gettin' pointed out in malls from a couple surroundin' crowds
 People threatin' to jump me and want to show up to my house
 You're creatin' a crazy person with loaded guns in his house
 And every day that passes I'm becomin' more intelligent to social negligence
 No matter what the cadence is all I see is some adjectives
 I'm drastically paintin' you cinematic action
 Mixed with words I scrambled off of every part of the alphabet
 How gooder can I get I think the game is hibernatin'
 Or overdosed on manufactured faces and sound waves
 So won't you put me in that box and put my voice in one that's separate
 One's a death box the other's gonna be a livin' statement and they know it
 Everyone's time's gonna fade away
 Dust to dust and Amazing Grace
 Only thing I'm leaving is my last name
 Oh, and an empty grave
 Knock knock who's there, it's the end of your career
 Yeah, what's up you motherfucker been waitin' to see you here
 I've been dyin' to meet you and that's really no pun intended
 I've met every goal I wanted made the impact for my people
 And held them southern roots before every song that I made
 And got invited to show up and attend the CMA'S
 But my ass never went I went ghost when they called me to that stage
 'Cause I don't need people to clap to make me proud of my name
 To make me proud of my songs, to make me proud of my lyrics
 I was built out of southern spirit only found in the thicket
 My bloodline the thickest, fuck all the fame and the riches
 That shit all fades away but not the voice of a legend who's preachin'
 And that's why they call me Church, cross my heart hope to die
 Stick a needle in my eye, you have to do it three times
 To even almost make me blind, 'cause my third one don't even blink
 So I see you before you see yourself when you try comin' for me
 Church
 Everyone's time's gonna fade away
 Dust to dust and Amazing Grace
 Only thing I'm leaving is my last name
 Oh, and an empty grave
 
 Everyone's time's gonna fade away
 Dust to dust and Amazing Grace
 Only thing I'm leaving is my last name
 Oh, and an empty grave
 One day, I'll be in a box, I ain't talkin' about a grave
 I'm talkin' 'bout a box of greatest hits I made along the way
 Found on a dirt road 'cause I ain't never had shit paved
 And when the roots grow back I'll be a mystery per se
 No askin' folks in Nashville 'cause I refuse to go and sign
 Walked in houses of legends that made a impact on your life
 Takin' advice from people who have platinum records with Slim Shady
 Went on vacation with country superstars even though I'm crazy
 And on a psycho social roller coaster, no seat belts doin' loops
 My mind got a vault like a doomsday preppin' loony toon
 Stay boucin' off my walls like my house is made of gymnastic mats
 And I'll be rappin' 'til I'm 90 out of shape with cataracts
 'Cause I ain't got to see a rope to cut a trail and make a path
 I'm 27 and I know this whole city feelin' my wrath
 Just wait 'til I'm 30 and fine tuned like a Stratocaster
 I'm not biodegradable still the cleanest white trash and I'm Church
 Everyone's time's gonna fade away
 Dust to dust and Amazing Grace
 Only thing I'm leaving is my last name
 Oh, and an empty grave
 Most people in denial about the timeline of life
 The burnin' of a flame one goes out then one goes up and strikes
 I stepped into the shallow water knowin' one day I'll drown
 To the noise of screamin' voices and Instagram shutter sounds
 Right now for me it's just now, startin' to get kinda loud
 I'm gettin' pointed out in malls from a couple surroundin' crowds
 People threatin' to jump me and want to show up to my house
 You're creatin' a crazy person with loaded guns in his house
 And every day that passes I'm becomin' more intelligent to social negligence
 No matter what the cadence is all I see is some adjectives
 I'm drastically paintin' you cinematic action
 Mixed with words I scrambled off of every part of the alphabet
 How gooder can I get I think the game is hibernatin'
 Or overdosed on manufactured faces and sound waves
 So won't you put me in that box and put my voice in one that's separate
 One's a death box the other's gonna be a livin' statement and they know it
 Everyone's time's gonna fade away
 Dust to dust and Amazing Grace
 Only thing I'm leaving is my last name
 Oh, and an empty grave
 Knock knock who's there, it's the end of your career
 Yeah, what's up you motherfucker been waitin' to see you here
 I've been dyin' to meet you and that's really no pun intended
 I've met every goal I wanted made the impact for my people
 And held them southern roots before every song that I made
 And got invited to show up and attend the CMA'S
 But my ass never went I went ghost when they called me to that stage
 'Cause I don't need people to clap to make me proud of my name
 To make me proud of my songs, to make me proud of my lyrics
 I was built out of southern spirit only found in the thicket
 My bloodline the thickest, fuck all the fame and the riches
 That shit all fades away but not the voice of a legend who's preachin'
 And that's why they call me Church, cross my heart hope to die
 Stick a needle in my eye, you have to do it three times
 To even almost make me blind, 'cause my third one don't even blink
 So I see you before you see yourself when you try comin' for me
 Church
 Everyone's time's gonna fade away
 Dust to dust and Amazing Grace
 Only thing I'm leaving is my last name
 Oh, and an empty grave