Hurt Me

[Intro: Syqnys] Yeah, Syqnys. Greydon Square Back to hurt you again [Verse 1: Syqnys] Yeah, I thought Islam was a peaceful religion, I still do It's peaceful, but if you ever leave it they'll kill you Does it really appeal to you to willingly kneel To a god that feels you should be concealed From your heels to your head And your husband only he can reveal you? Oh. Not really? I feel you You can say Allah's just silly until you Realize your own god is just as silly and real too You're created, sick. You see? Then he wills you to be well The irony is he can just heal you Justification for the evil men will do I'm trying to speak to all these people that still do believe in Jesus They say: "He is your savior. Worship little baby as he sleeps in a manger" I criticize your god. You're seething with anger And use god to justify your evil behavior Take a rain check on church. I think I'll just stay here And wait for your Santa-God to bring me some reindeer They say, Syq can rap. Yeah, but he's way weird All that atheist craziness, I think I'll just stay clear Cover your ears, but you're gonna hear me Though I'm certainly weary of these worshipers near me My purpose is merely to serve you severely Hurt you. I think it's me you wanna hurt 'cuz you fear me [Chorus](x2) You wanna hurt me? So you wanna hurt me You wanna hurt me? Wanna see me burning You wanna hurt me? Eternally in hell I dwell and yell And plead and desperately beg your god for mercy [Verse 2: Greydon Square] More bars. Four points for the score card Any versus Grey'll walk away with a sword scar If it's Ramadan I'll break the fast rule Have religious people whine like a pack mule You were the clown in your classroom And it shows in your rhyme every time that you rap, fool Nothing but yes-men in your whack crew Trying to act cool, when I'm the shit like the bathroom Can't be concerned with me having fans When I have more beats flying at me like a vegan avalanche An exceptional happenstance About to sack Japan with the music of my rappin' clan Don't get it twisted, I'm lifted But I can still turn the most complicated physics into lyrics Like the curvature of a comet's tail Not even on your scale I deal with motion at the quantum realm [Verse 3: Syqnys] You got a thick skull, inside is a blank space Where your brain goes. Size of a plank length With your lame flows, might wanna save face We're 88 Bulls, Mike is our main strength E=mc^2 yes see. But: U=A^2MC (you equal a square emcee) I switched the variables up, yeah damn straight And, there's only a letter between rappin' and rapin' This track's takin' a dark path, it's half naked No need to rape with the Hitch of rap and black Sagan I'm Syqnys and that's Greydon, we're mad raven rappers with a dumb flow Better go ask Palin when she's on the rag hatin' men 'cuz she's man-struatin' Menstruatin', that's sexist and it's damn dated It's not 2008. Better go back, make it more relevant Ted Cruz, that man's crazed and insane As crazy as seventy percent of the universe being made of dark energy And we don't even know if that's real They still pretend to be in a position To claim that low entropy at the beginning says a creative god entity created it all Dang. That's the end of the debate. You got a problem. I dig it You can't solve it then just use god as a digit God of the gaps. Yeah that's what they taught in statistics You can cling to fine tuning until the Darwin of physics Comes along and he gives us the knowledge to Lift us out of this pointless argument You want us? Come get us [Chorus](x2) You wanna hurt me? So you wanna hurt me You wanna hurt me? Wanna see me burning You wanna hurt me? Eternally in hell I dwell and yell And plead and desperately beg your god for mercy [Outro] You wanna hurt me Grand Unified Syqnys, Greydon Square Nobody's trying to hurt you, k, god It's just the way little girls like Malala get shot in the head I dunno, maybe I wanna go home and vibe out to a little "Hurt You" by Syqnys and Greydon Square You feel me? I'm such an evil atheist