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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 Letras de canciones 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 everyday 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, and 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 From Letras Mania