[Lyric] Idle Worship (QuayChronicles)

[Intro - Quay]
And God said...
"Let there be paper."
Heh... preach!
(Cash rules everything around me, C.R.E.A.M
Get the money: dolla' dolla' bill, y'all!)

[Hook - Redefined Liz]
You're all mine
One by one
This golden crown...
Idle worship
It'll strike you out or weigh ya down
Idle worship--- yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!

[Verse 1 - Quay]
Blood on my new crown, that's hard work
Open wounds healin' soon, my scars hurt
Now angel wings seem to sing for a king
But they swing towards a thing I could never bring
Bless me with hydraulics and digi dashes
As long as they knew that they could claim my ashes
Explains why I thirst for Chevys and buggattis
When I die crucify me on that Maserati
Lawd forgive flaws long as I leave in awe
All jaws, and that require me to floss
You shall bleed for my diamonds
To the point your heartbeat's silence
As you die to knees
You realize you don't worship me
It's the shine that made you mine
Give me you're soul while I recline
[Hook - Redefine Liz]

[Verse 2 - Quay]
What got me feelin' like, I'm the world's Kryptonite
Red and blue jewels in the booth: Superman, right?
I got see-through vision
Cause I see that my karats get all to listen
Rubies in a new Jesus piece
Call it Revelation, it'll bring you peace
Put the best vixen in my reach
Say she love me; well, practice what ya preach!
Ask forgiveness. Shit, pray for me
Poetry at its finest
Hand stitched--- I slaved for the designers
Only believe in the physical
The pen verse the sword: let's see who bleed a lil'
Modern day divinity
Praise my holy trinity

[Hook - Redefine Liz]

[Bridge - Quay]
All my Porsches: oh, shit is gorgeous
Die from my idle worship
Praise my fortress; it's gorgeous
Die from my idle worship
All the marble foreign; ain't it gorgeous?
Die from my idle worship
Dont forget that my vixen gorgeous
Die from my idle worship
[Hook - Redefine Liz]