Intro:
I've entered the final zone, and I'm ready to end this
The final stage in the process is always important
I ask you now; to just end me in the moment
I don't want to get in your way
Verse 1:
On the wrong foot, thinking I was correct
It's a fact, it's a truth that I have to accept
It's killing me; pretty sure that you expect
way more from me, That's why I ask you to
resurrect my soul, I know you paid my toll
to get into heaven, but not even eleven elevators could
send me up to where I'd walk on gold
that's why I go to who the universe controls
Never go off the path I've chose
And it shows in my flows that I disclose
that you're the main reason these raps I compose
But I'm hurt now, getting hit by the blows
and it blows to feel so much pain, to walk forward
And feel no gain - my body is marathon
And hate runs through my veins
This is too much; overwhelms my brain
Give me words to speak 'cause your people need to listen
Give the world my mixtape and call it demo-lition
I'm in shape for the change like a geometrician
Push to start is in my heart so the spirit calls ignition
Emeralds in my pocket, Bible in my hand
No you wont spot me as I cross the land
Moving and Stopping; all upon command
Since Genesis, God already had his plans for me
Bridge:
I've made it, I've made it to the Final Zone
All my strengths; heck yeah they've grown
But I'm sure, I'm sure I can't do this alone
Please help me with this weakness I've shown
Chorus:
Lord Lord I ask you to End Me
Begin your part, I just want you to End Me
Lord Lord I beg you to End Me
to get rid of my sins and my envy
Lord Lord I ask you to End Me
Begin your part, I just want you to End Me
Lord Lord I beg you to End Me
to get rid of my sins and my envy
Verse 2:
I ask you to end me; so you can take the role
Make something new in me, so you can say behold
Evil stole my soul, but you saved my soul
'cause of you I shout Jesus saved my soul
The haters try and try to scrap my brain apart
Run past the crowd, this ain't no Mario Kart
Attempt to rule it and fail; Bonaparte
Son I ain't playing, I haven't pushed the start
I prepare to kill it just to get a minute, push it past my limit all the way and spirit goes right through it like infinite; hitting those who be satiric with a lyric that punches in the clinic like a couple digits; so go ahead and tell me if you're with it
or not. Don't say it's ironic
rushing through the bars like the blue blur Sonic
... Don't say it's ironic
rushing through the bars like the blue blur Sonic
-wait for it-
Verse 3:
One day I'll be 116 with the clique, so homie go and read your facts
I got a backpack full of tracts and keep a Johnny Mac, so call me DJ DAX
Umm David what's a Johnny Mac? Well broski you don't know?
but I got a "Reina Valera" and a dozen "tratados" so we can go show
God I ask you to end me, put me on pause
Living and dying for he who died on the cross
God I ask you to end me, put me on hold
Like a font, change me into something that's bold
End me, put me on stop
I'll never be ashamed; @PreacherDudeRox
God I ask you to end me, put me on rest
I'm just player two and my Jesus be the best
