Daddy Jim's pizza

You built a kingdom out of shadows, lied through every oath,

Crowned yourself a tyrant but your throne was made of smoke.

Predators preaching sermons, hypocrites in suits,

Talking about “family values” while you poison every root.

The clock don’t tick for cowards, the hourglass cracked wide,

Now you’re begging at the windows of the world you once denied.

Unemployment’s got a welcome mat — hope you like the view,

Standing in that same damn line you forced the rest into.

Ashes in the payroll, karma writes the checks,

Every false crown crumbles when the mirror shows what’s next.

You thought you were untouchable, high priest of control,

But the Devil cashes wages in the currency of souls.

I spit fire on your legacy, burn it down to bone,

Every secret that you buried just comes crawling back home.

You fired lives for nothing, stripped the dignity from men,

Now you’re choking on the silence of the empire’s end.

Predators circle, but the hunters wear no name,

You sold your own reflection for a counterfeit of fame.

Your script was written dirty, and the audience can tell,

The curtain drops — you’re just another act in Hell.

Ashes in the payroll, karma writes the checks,

Every false crown crumbles when the mirror shows what’s next.

You thought you were untouchable, high priest of control,

But the Devil cashes wages in the currency of souls.

So line up with the desperate, clutch your résumé in shame,

Shake hands with every stranger who remembers your decay.

Your kingdom was a cancer, but the cure is time and flame,

Now the walls are falling inward — and they’ll never say your name.

No graves for false prophets, no songs for empty kings,

Just the sound of silence echoing the truth your ruin brings.

Ashes in the payroll, every liar pays in kind,

And you’re standing where you left us — in the unemployment line.

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