Correction Paroles Not Your Father’s Son par JT Music

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Some of us come up from the bottom, not me, I started underneath
Between me and my father, we got Chthonic beef
Wanna keep me locked up? You gotta kill me
And if you wanna play the heel, I'll be your Achilles
Can't keep me in the dark - sorry Mama Nyx
Like an Olympic Salmon, I'm swimmin' up the Styx
All the way, ain't nothing gonna stop me
Sorry Cerberus, but you're barkin' up the wrong tree
Doggonnit, I want out this house
I got two hot feet and I'm about to bounce
I'm sick of being grounded in Hades, damn
Pops, you're a god, but you're not a ladies man
You never got consent from Persephone
She already left your a**, so resentfully
Cause hell hath no fury like a woman scorned
Or so you thought, before your son was born

With mountains to climb, and dungeons to run
You might be divine, but you'll find you're not your father's son
No fate knows what you'll become
But thank god you're not your father's son

Cheron's ferry man only go one way
But I'll paddle back up sh*t's creek someday
I'm the Prince of Hades, I can take you under
Uncle Zeus trained me to bring the thunder
So I'll rain down doom like a godly storm
I was taught by Ares what a god is for
Athena, I don't need defense, you got me bored
I would drop a shield just to draw my sword
I'll dive right in, just like Poseidon
Now your behind is gonna meet my trident
When I earn a boon, I deserve the finest
Dionysus, provide the wine list
I know Thanatos - I'm a friend of death
And Hypnos - I'm a legend on which you haven't slept
Cause I put the work in, thanks for the help, Skelly
If they pick a bone with you, go give them hell, Z
With mountains to climb, and dungeons to run
You might be divine, but you'll find you're not your father's son
No fate knows what you'll become
But thank god you're not your father's son

From the pits of Tartarus to the Elysium fields
No sleep till Olympus - and the peak is the deal
Cause the throne of Hades ain't a seat that I'm feelin'
And believe Zagreus gon' be keeping it real
Even if I'm mythological, I am diabolical
Causing all my father's hair to fall out the follicles
The surface is all I wanna see
And nothing in the Underworld is stoppin' me
Fight and flight is my philosophy
Cause I'm no Homer, but I'm on my Odyssey
Sculpted like a god, and I'll work that
Aphrodite even taught me how to thirst trap
Now I make 'em all weak, like I'm Hercules
What you call furies are for sure groupies
No tragedy here, my family's makin' amends
I'm the reason Orpheus is singing again

With mountains to climb, and dungeons to run
You might be divine, but you'll find you're not your father's son
No fate knows what you'll become
But thank god you're not your father's son

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