Lyrics Mortal Sins - Xavier Taylor feat. Abbas

High like the end of my receipt
Maybe my monetary contraction is simply a deceit
Hear the hunger in my guts although my brothers really eat
Growls from deep down like stretched kicks from deep bass in this beat
The show we known to put on is actually quite the feat
I'm not saying that my partners at my side just live to leech
And on the dead homes
I don't step in schmoody just to preach
Or to say the way to live is the example that I lead
I'm just saying that our actions aren't the products of our deeds
We take it as it is to see our loved ones all succeed
From your perspective my mortal sin of choice is greed
But fuck what you believe
I got a family to feed
And when they're fed I'll feel like finally my ledger ain't red
And self care can begin but someday soon I'll be dead
And this whole time been scraping by off derelict meds
And yes the kind that kids won't find cause they were hid under beds
More like the ones that if your doctor prescribes
You're confused 'bout what's gone wrong no matter how it's described
Ones that make you contemplate if you'll need to walk 'round disguised
Damn, Maybe mama was right when she'd say I need the divine
Cause religion tells you not to look at the bill
To stand up to every challenge with dedication and will
But if my dedication is decimated by piles of these pills
Only receipts at the end of dinner I pay gon be medical bills

My mortal sin ain't what you think
My mind and soul, are at the brink
Animosity bought us rings
Takes me higher than when I sing
My mortal sin ain't what you think
My mind and soul, are at the brink
Animosity bought us rings
Takes me higher than when I sing

My sloth
My wrath
Lead into my gluttony
My greed
My pride
Feed the fire of envy
My lust
For sins
Make me rich I got plenty
But I'm broke
In my soul
Guess the sins overcome me
My sloth
My wrath
Lead into my gluttony
My greed
My pride
Feed the fire of envy
My lust
For sins
Make me rich I got plenty
But I'm broke
In my soul
Guess the sins overcome me