Gods Glory - My World Is Empty Lyrics

Championships, Meek Mill
I need a photo
Lord Of The Rings like Bill Russell
Think I was Frodo
Been held the line, we talking Toto
Or walk the line, Johnny Cash
Ring of fire, I'm walking past
Not coked up, I'm talking smack
There's a fine line, when you walk the path
Some keep a balance, some go broke
It's no joke
Fry rappers, the smoke float
My dream place Kyoto
My drive is filled up, it be auto
And what's next, I be onto
That's the best question
I enter draft, I'm best selection
Not a full scripture, I'm left a draft
Go out of picture, my art and craft
R.I.P my heart and crash, they remember me
I'm reminiscent
Stranger things have happened here, I'm number one, and eleven's missing
No number after, no competition
It's only me, I'm the only one
The only son with a holy spirit
Come talk to me and don't you fear it
I talk the truth, I know you hear it
You see the vision, I show it clearest
Goldeneye, so don't you Pierce it
So don't you Pierce it
Rodie on the beat choppin, we mobbin
He is like the Batman and I be Robin
Under his right wing, then I grow up and change to Nightwing
Been tied to a rope, I feel it tightening
Too attached to the Rap, where it beats me, blue and black
It's the fact, that it strikes me, how I move after that
Get Franklins, dodge lightning, move past all of that
I'm bossin ya, a fighter and a devil, like Kazuya
What's costin ya, to be up on my level, that's a problem to
A lot of you, don't inspire to
Gain the fire, that brightens you
I see it dim, we sliding through, very slim
Real shady like
I makes passes that Tom Brady might, not make
That's a hot take
You men act, real lady like, say it's a joke, but that shit is not fake
Game heating up, like a stove, turning into a hot place
Play piano like Beethov, but rap, like Jay Hov
I'm not a small case
Watch hoes, chase those, in, top place
I'm G.O.A.T, that's what a lot say

Championships, Meek Mill
I need a photo
Lord Of The Rings like Bill Russell
Think I was Frodo
Been held the line, we talking Toto
Or walk the line, Johnny Cash
Ring of fire, I'm walking past
Not coked up, I'm talking smack
There's a fine line, when you walk the path
Some keep a balance, some go broke
It's no joke
Fry rappers, the smoke float
My dream place Kyoto
My drive is filled up, it be auto
And what's next, I be onto
That's the best question
I enter draft, I'm best selection
Not a full scripture, I'm left a draft
Go out of picture, my art and craft
R.I.P my heart and crash, they remember me
I'm reminiscent
Stranger things have happened here, I'm number one, and eleven's missing
No number after, no competition
It's only me, I'm the only one
The only son with a holy spirit
Come talk to me and don't you fear it
I talk the truth, I know you hear it
You see the vision, I show it clearest
Goldeneye, so don't you Pierce it
So don't you Pierce it
Rodie on the beat choppin, we mobbin
He is like the Batman and I be Robin
Under his right wing, then I grow up and change to Nightwing
Been tied to a rope, I feel it tightening
Too attached to the Rap, where it beats me, blue and black
It's the fact, that it strikes me, how I move after that
Get Franklins, dodge lightning, move past all of that
I'm bossin ya, a fighter and a devil, like Kazuya
What's costin ya, to be up on my level, that's a problem to
A lot of you, don't inspire to
Gain the fire, that brightens you
I see it dim, we sliding through, very slim
Real shady like
I makes passes that Tom Brady might, not make
That's a hot take
You men act, real lady like, say it's a joke, but that shit is not fake
Game heating up, like a stove, turning into a hot place
Play piano like Beethov, but rap, like Jay Hov
I'm not a small case
Watch hoes, chase those, in, top place
I'm G.O.A.T, that's what a lot say