Upchurch, Rizzi Myers - Empty Grave lyrics

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
Hit's 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 these 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 road 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 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