"Mr. Martyr" as written by and Graham Hastings Alloysious Massaquoi....
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, key hole 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

I shoulda waited for the rescue
No connection to the legend that was untrue

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