Watch 'em laugh, laugh, laugh, laugh, laugh like a hyena Taking a chance wouldn't last if you ask Mr. Martyr Watch 'em laugh, laugh, laugh, laugh, laugh like a hyena Taking a chance wouldn't last if you ask Mr. Martyr ♪ If you're sicker than sickle-cells then follow me in hell I'm possessed by the devil Brand new heart for a heartless bastard When evil spills it all but dissolves Spreads in a cluster Mic check checky, checky wish I could go back to the beginning Give it meaning But I definitely can't Instead of walking away shoulda definitely ran Shoulda woulda coulda but I definitely can't Could be my daughter first old words have no recovery Tryna muscle her way through the back door Caught at the end still tryna dig deep Forever at drift keyhole vision Painting all over the walls 'cause I don't have a canvas I know it won't last still taking my chances Playground games double dutch with a pro She's an artist Most likely to be crucified, straight talkin' head honcho Most likely to be crucified, straight talkin' head honcho I shoulda waited for the rescue (no, no) No connection to the legend that was untrue (no, no) ♪ I shoulda waited for the rescue I shoulda waited for the rescue No connection to the legend that was untrue (that was untrue) I shoulda waited for the rescue No connection to the legend that was untrue