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Fuck Should I like start uh, when the beat drop, or in the beginning? Fuck it, we can- Ayy, ayy Yeah Yeah Ayy This old bitch She roll She chant Rolled up in the bent Roll up Get your head Hands up on the shit Load up Get the clips No love in this bitch Throw hope in this bitch I feel A1 With a boy like a Bush That nas That nas Thats all filled up Need love, need home Need fun, need hos Slit throat, kill boss Slit wrist, kill hos Backtrack Grab the Mac Put it back and grab a bat Sippin on that Henny Black Splat on a bitch back Ran up out the back to scrap But Im gonna dip back to the pad in my dirty white Vans, ayy Eenie, meenie, miney, moe I catch a thotty by her throat Grip it till she yelling all out but dont let her go, ayy Ate a eight Now Im living on another plane Cocaine Fucking with my brain Ill never be the same Rick Ross Hugo Boss Quite cryin Hot sauce Big Rocks Little dick Bad bitch Super thick Im just been chillin on my own Home alone Al Capone Give a dog a boner Stoner Yeah, Im a iPhone owner Bitch Yuh Lil Xan Ghostemane Yuh Fuck

If- if- if you wanna make an enemy, out of me, count on me I dont got no friend and I dont wanna make any Mama mated with the Great Beast then came up with me Took away the peace and brought about calamity Aint misunderstood, just aint understood at all They all wanna see a fall with a K.O 2021, never signed no deal You soul-sold label-owned peon You aint never gonna be a rock superstar Just cause you pose in all of your posts with your guitar Why you trying to revive dead genres Breaking a million unwritten laws and now its time to pay the costs beyond rap mage likе Im a paper silhouette, likе Im a silhouette You really wanna make, an enemy, out of me Out of me when I weathered every hand grenade, you threw me Like Im a paper silhouette at a gun range Like Im a silhouette, a silhouette Dickhead, haha, yeah Sick of just taking my time in this life no more, taking my time with the pressure for real Mom told me once keep it aimed at the sky, now its funny cause I could just hop on the lear Ducking the function, I cut all my ties, I aint fucking with none of you pussys, thats clear Damn its bright, I cant open my eyes in the mirror, Im blinded by love not the fear Ive put this work in for years and years No one can tell me bout tears or deals Rather spend stacks on the clothes on my back, yeah, I made all this shit that you seeing me wear Did a tripple shot of the gin, got it jumping at the crib no doubts, Im the lord, I heal Nail to my palm tried to stick me on wood, see my egos fucked, Ive been living surreal They wanna hate on the kid, its all good nigga Im good, I fit ideals Say all the shit that I think and it got me bigger These heights, damn I really cant chill Had to live life like the way that I saw it in my head of course so I went and got a mill How are grown folks gonna talk and cap, they killers nigga, we dont need bodys round here We made another track, let them hate it Which body wants to snap, Ill defame them, Ima aim it Turn me to a bully, run your payslip Start taxing all your pussies, run the pavement Break a bitch, Im not human Break a bitch, Im not human Break a bitch, Im not human Break a bitch, Im not human You really wanna make an enemy Argh, game time bitch Stay ready, cant get ready, Im the wrong type Had my game face on so long, I forgot what I look like Wargh, who the fuck am I? Who the fuck am I? Who the fuck am I? Who the fuck am I?

All the underground cats call me Solo The Ghoste Been bustin caps, swingin bats, sike po-po on the coast They aint a joke, aint even close, so I propose a toast To all the foes at my show, crooked like Stick n Poke Love and hate, thats all the same, but if you dont give a fuck You in the game, try my team, then you shit out of luck Scary boy, quit talkin, you aint big enough To beef with me, B-I-Z, D-A microphone killa They call me Ghostemane, Low-key white as ghost Always kick it alone, call me, I wont pick up the phone , she just wont leave me alone And I wont fuck with a thirsty chick, so just leave her at home They call me Ghostemane, Low-key white as ghost Always kick it alone, call me, I wont pick up the phone , she just wont leave me alone And I wont fuck with a thirsty chick, so just leave her at home Keep my skin thick, like the butt on my chick Because nobody give a shit what you say when you spit They only see what you wear and the shade of your skin If youre the same shade as them, they wont give you a spin Dont fabricate what you say, people see through the haze Dont fabricate what you say, put a number on your days They call me Ghostemane, Low-key white as ghost Always kick it alone, call me, I wont pick up the phone , she just wont leave me alone And I wont fuck with a thirsty chick, so just leave her at home They call me Ghostemane, Low-key white as ghost Always kick it alone, call me, I wont pick up the phone , she just wont leave me alone And I wont fuck with a thirsty chick, so just leave her at home

Why am I in pieces over everything you say? Im following the creases on this paper note you gave Why do I still keep it? I guess Im scared of change But I dont want to keep it, I just wanna change Youre pathetic, you know? Why do I have to remind myself of that? I dont know, Im pathetic, I know But I dont have to hurt you to pretend that its not true

Fuck everybody Im doing my thing Dont nobody know me Im a young Cobain Fuck everything Im going John Dee Give up my life Everybody wanna piece of Young Crowley But nobody really wanna work like me Everybody gotta make it everybodys thing Gotta be the very next big thing I wish a motherfucker would like pennies in a well I dont need no fucking gas cause I got cigarettes from hell Bitch, I worship Horis I dont mind what anyone will say Im like K-R-double E-P and I will be till my dying day Riding with motherfuckers thats tearing ya block up They shocked they breaking out the beretta you better fucking duck take shots Pop pop to ya dome and it dont stop Creeping while you all alone at ya main spot Lucifer at my dome bitch Im red hot Motherfuckers acting hard but we know you not Hog tied tight knots while you fail to watch Scream motherfucking Creep up on you with the Glock put you in a box Ol mark ass bitch Weak ass hoe Pull the trigger then I figured that nobody can handle screaming Im praying to Satan waiting to end all these fuck boys who hating Slay them like pagans Assassinate them not playing Bitch this is Suicidal Disciples treat arrivals with rifles Taking flames to the bible I gave my soul to the motherfuckin devil ah

You took the very best of me Now Im left with the worst I dont really know where to go now I just keep hoping that Ill see you in the back of a suburban Maybe on the highway that we drove All alone through the valley How the mountains looked like home that day What I wouldnt give to see that face again You told me its for the best but I dont believe it Why does it hurt so fucking much? I was just fine without you all my life Now you came into it and I cannot go on I cannot go on without knowing you feel my pain, feel my pain Let me find something to wash what Im feeling away I love you so much that its hurting again I am the one with my hands on my head, yeah I am the one that puts you down in beds You tied me up on a Saturday when I was afraid that youd leave me again My heart is like a sauna You knew I was desperate I knew you were reckless You knew that I liked it If I couldnt see you again Know thats not even a thing I call out to you and Im dead I call out to you in a dream But theres something thats not right and I cannot name it It speaks to me at night, a feeling thats nameless And I know that you cant see me through my pain Know its not in me to push you away, yeah

I, I hate myself And I hate everybody I hate everybody I, I hate myself And I hate everybody And I hate everything Its getting cold Its getting colder Its getting cold Nevermind Its getting cold Its getting colder Its getting cold Nevermind

Feel it in my gut, no love When I cut and the blood done run Aint no running from the pain No gain, every gain maintain But the game, no shame It’ll be okay one day I know you hate me, I love you to death Im saving my breath I told myself that I wouldnt obsess I guess I’ll confess All I gave is a fuck and but now, dont wanna fuck up again I want to pretend that I cant demand my brain stay sane And the fucker was in the game My world crumbling, Ima stick around, we get seen together We got nowhere to go, puttin shit up my nose And Lord knows aint no one around me to give me hope But God is a no-show, God is a no-show, God is a no-show Now Im aimless, ready to die No one blame me, here on the ground I am wading in the water You cant save me, let me drown God is a no-show God is a no-show God is a no-show God God is a no-show God is a no-show God is a no-show God is a no-show

I dont need nobody to tell me what I am here for Counting money up while my tears fall Breaking up out the 4 walls I really want the whole world London boy in LA Im used to the rain Underage in the strip club sipping lemonade I was confused as a kid playing hide and seek Up in a house full of naked bitches Momma was a female pimp Flashback right here While Im staring and glaring up at these strippers Breaking up out of my mind Not running away from signs Increasing the beam on the light Im looking around trying to find Somewhere I belong Forever in progress, fella Stuck in the clouds like a GTA online error No I dont know you I take the lonely girl higher She dont know my real name Call me Baby Cyrus Saying she dont feel pain Angel, why you crying then? This life is a real game But you cant retry it, aye Aye, bitch dont be hitting my phone Aye, bitch dont pull up at my show Aye, found me a kawaii hoe Aye, she gave me top on the top of a mountain Im lit like a BIC Im the G.O.A.T Surrender life and Im taking your soul Shang Tsung with a young witch made her cum quick Hand around her throat Choke Throw her in a moat Pull up in a motherfuckin Lyft Im reminiscing when I used ta have a pretty red donk R.I.P to the grand marquis Baby, I miss you but it had to be Now Im in another state Glowing like Im indigo Go with the flow Hoes wont leave me lone Im a young G.O.A.T Put a motherfucka thru the hole in the ozone Neva gonna go back home Bitch

I always been a loser, not a winner I took a stripper to a 5-star dinner Pentagram on my chest freak out the waiter Lil Versace PipBoy, Ima sinner I got a ex and she swear to god I miss her Bitch, you way too basic like a fidget spinner I used to love now my heart feel like the winter Annoying bitches feel my shoulder like a blizzard I always been a loser, not a winner I took a stripper to a 5-star dinner Pentagram on my chest freak out the waiter Lil Versace PipBoy, Ima sinner Dont pray, dont pray, dont pray Nobody is listen anyway Dont pray, dont pray Dont pray, dont pray Dont pray, dont pray Dont pray, dont pray Nobody is listen anyway Dont pray, dont pray Dont pray, dont pray

Entering ANTI-ICON It all started when you It all started when you It all started when you It all started when you

Lights out Everybody It Is Later Than You Think Ooga fucking booga, bitch Hiding in your fucking trunk Steppin all up in that so flow shit Im dirty right down to the bone Ooga fucking booga, bitch Riding in that fucking donk Scheming my way to the back of your brain and Im coming up with that future phonk Ooga fucking booga, bitch Hiding in your fucking trunk Steppin all up in that so flow shit Im dirty right down to the bone Ooga fucking booga, bitch Riding in that fucking donk Scheming my way to the back of your brain and Im coming up with that future phonk Sliding to get an OT Sitting up high like Im on blue dream Got the 12s in the trunk and they shake the street Ghoste up in black and my soul dont freeze Putting motherfuckers underwater ever since I dropped my verse to LeaveMeInTheSky Too broke to live so I called up the reaper and asked him why Im still alive Never give a fuck about a motherfucker trying to bring a motherucker down to they level Settle For the shit you never show and when its never enough for me to make it to the next level So I see you wanna act like you speak to the devil hes kicking it in my back seat And if I wake up in the morning with no scratch on me Ima remain closed and deceased When you see me better jump Ooga fucking booga, bitch Hiding in your fucking trunk Steppin all up in that so flow shit Im dirty right down to the bone Ooga fucking booga, bitch Riding in that fucking donk Scheming my way to the back of your brain and Im coming up with that future phonk Ooga fucking booga, bitch Hiding in your fucking trunk Steppin all up in that so flow shit Im dirty right down to the bone Ooga fucking booga, bitch Riding in that fucking donk Scheming my way to the back of your brain and Im coming up with that future phonk

Part I: Twist Of Fate Im broken hearted, Im fucked up again I lived the life like, appeased in within I dont really wanna be this way but I cant get past it Throwin away all my dreams, and jumpin in a casket Born a fuckin menace, in hell race with position For wars strictly business, theyll leave you in the stitches Your life screams for remorse, set fire with the torch The gas will burn your facial, time to leave you in the cross Im broken hearted, Im fucked up again I lived the life like, appeased in within I dont really wanna be this way but I cant get past it Throwin away all my dreams, and jumpin in a casket Smells like a warpriest to the core Flames kiss the sky, let it blaze above the law Everybody falls, trouble knockin at your door Pray, see the light, but youre looking at a war Im broken hearted, Im fucked up again I lived the life like, appeased in within I dont really wanna be this way but I cant get past it Throwin away all my dreams, and jumpin in a casket Part II: Cobra Slash, kill, annihilate Hack, watch me dominate Turn to pieces, turn to pieces Let off no return Slash, kill, annihilate Hack, watch me dominate Turn to pieces, turn to pieces Let off no return Blackmage, H, O, double 9, O, 9 Im the one that you dont wanna find, the kid with a nine Bitch Ima hopeless mothafucka with a willing to be alive But make a sacrifice a virgin with the tip of my knife, Ill murda Ayy, ayy with these mothafuckas are pinned to a pentacle the tip of the pinnacle You claim to be holding only , you told me this only in the purgatory, I- I just wanna drown in the lake, drown in the lake Put a bullet in the head, stay wound until the worst Slash, kill, annihilate Hack, watch me dominate Turn to pieces, turn to pieces Let off no return Slash, kill, annihilate Hack, watch me dominate Turn to pieces, turn to pieces Let off no return I just brought my hood You gon know my hood Dont disrespect my hood I beat you on the hood Diss that! All black, drunk, livin, pass the speed-limit, ridin with the Ghostemane In this bitch, 650 Benz, fourth bust What the fuck!? This uppercut Fuck a nigga up if you act pissed Beat a smoke, triple six Slash, kill, annihilate Hack, watch me dominate Turn to pieces, turn to pieces Let off no return

Schema Schema Schema Schema Schema Schema Schema the posse I into the coast Snipe with precision We slice for the throat Underground overlords and were taking the crown and stand up to the dictators holding the ground Into the cauldron they go if they get too Coldest ones that we be up in the power We know that you know that we know you a coward Witness the genocide Witness the riddance of pussy ass niggas who stalk on the internet Talking like they about something We know that you bluffing Youre nothing to us Niggas be something engraved in your mind Never stop busting We pimping and grind Patiently waiting We came and we takin with no opposition on top of the underground Schema that clique K-R-double E-P Craig Xen In the bitch Running that lick Go to Sleep in a ditch Schema that clique K-R-double E-P Craig Xen Make you wanna bite your fucking teeth to the motherfucking curb Put an end to this shit, bitch saying my name I never really wanna hear another talk about xans and how your pop and your momma would be getting no ends but you hiding behind a screen Under the cover Bitch Im the GHOSTE But K-R-double E-P more dangerous than an overdose So what happened to all the shit you was talking about you be shooting So what happened to all the shit you was talking about you be getting a suck from these chicks And now keep that in mind that the hoes you be talking about in my inbox is that you a bitch Schema the posse igniting your city and burning that shit till its nothing but ashes

Beat em at their game, I’m winnin Aint no continent I ain’t been in I aint never catch no feelings I aint never catch no feelings I dont talk about my winnings Why dont ya mind ya own damn business Thats right, oh, you dont got no business Maybe life aint worth livin, aye Every other minute, Im livid Temple got an imprint of a 9 millimeter, will it be the killer? Or will the killer be a killer bee, never kill a bee unless you wanna be the bees kill Lemme be real for a little bit Just a little bit of a minute cause I know most of you motherfuckеrs dont wanna be Let alone bе in a reality so bleak Humanity weak in the knees Going out, beggin for a bail out Without a “please”, takin all that they can out With em aint gonna leave a trace Never leaving a trace Got me feeling the rage Ima double down, get it cause I can feel all the pain Never settle for sedatives, Ima fiend for the wave This the level I elevate to defeat all the snakes Really be out here applying the pressure Addicted to being the fucking aggressor I just dripped out Ghoste in the newest collection Its LXRDMAGE, nigga, we boddie whoever Psycho since the start, stop mind your propane Aye, Ghostemane, you my dog, but Ill leave niggas ghost mane If you see Scar on his own then hes grinding Body every second, Im a menace to the silence Ill just send a message to your dome then its silent Still be in control of my zone, never hiding Niggas cut throat and hes ready with the timing Giving it my soul, nothing less, never lying Never with the pole brit, niggas on fighting Have to understand why I live my life private Aint no continent I ain’t been in I aint never catch no feelings I aint never catch no feelings I dont talk about my winnings Aint no continent I ain’t been in I aint never catch no feelings Maybe life aint worth livin, aye

Dont think, feel Ed Kelly is that you speaking? Tell Madini that I miss her face Alchemy is dead and so am I Unless you make The Philosophers Stone Were all just trudging in the mud Were all just trudging in the mud Were all just trudging in the mud Were all just trudging in the mud

Im so sick of all I live I cant seem to get myself out of this Rut Im in, dont wait up for me Im too far gone in this Im so sick of all I live I cant seem to get myself out of this Rut Im in, dont wait up for me Im too far gone in this All that I see is the light Receding into the dark of the night Will I be another one to take my own life? Or can I triumph and make shit right? I dont really need nobody telling me if I am living right Im at the top of Mount Everest, compared to where you stand I think that Im doing I cant remember the last time that I had a decent sleep Somebody set me free All of these fucked up dreams, they take a toll on me If only I had any clue of what they mean Im so sick of all I live I cant seem to get myself out of this Rut Im in, dont wait up for me Im too far gone in this Im so sick of all I live I cant seem to get myself out of this Rut Im in, dont wait up for me Im too far gone in this

My eyes are bloodshot Like the Mishka logo Smokin dope riding solo watching for the po-po Smoke rolls out my mouth eyes hella low tho Turn the speakers up a little more Sortahuman is Schema, hoe Im spinning round like Im crash Fuck with me and thats yo ass Im with a clique and they will blast Right up on yo funky ass Suicidal is from the D Yeah that Wicca shit Sisqo came down on the track with the Schema bitch Runnin round with the Glock Finna let that shit bust Fuckin with the Schema we leaving bitch ass niggas in dust Learn my motherfuckin name Turn em to a ghost mane Sortahuman with the pen And Im loco and Im insane I cruise like Tom With the bomb in my knapsack Fuck the three-eighty Im outta the cut with the fat mac I bust like a nine and blast off like a rocket A nine in my holster with a clip in my pocket Hoes wanna be down kinda like Brandy I sip on the Brandy and my rubbers come in handy cause my mission is kamikaze Its WooF and niggas know they cant fuck with Schemapossa Dont give no fuck Ill spark it up inside a church bitch We get em bucking like a blunt you getting burnt bitch Yeah Im the shit, Im the shit, Im the shit. ho Can catch me cooking I aint whipping I wrap that bitch. ho Lit phone, twerking make her work and flick my wrist slow They like yo bitch and nympho and Im like which ho Im in the club mouth shining like some tin foil A all black pink trim, and now my Coming to kill Killin at will Spitting so sick and its leaving you chills Creepin up in the darkness with a nine mill and that gold grill Killa C straight bringing that heat Im like Freddy Kruger Im creeping in yo sleep Schema the posse we be so unique And we running the streets without no defeat Ridin slab in that low low Sippin syrup in slow-mo Oh no, I hit a nigga with the nine mill and the po-po And speed off with no trace A dead body with no face The next day I beat trial Then leave court with a closed case Bitch Aye real talk man Shouts out to all the motherfuckin fans that downloaded this album You know what Im saying Shouts out to all the Schema fans K-R-double-E-P I do this shit for yall Shouts out to JGRXXN Shouts out G59 Know what Im saying Everybody else who contributed to this album We running the underground Bitch better duck Splatter yo brains All over the interstate But I wont lose no sleep tonight Not even a minute Im dreaming and wondering how the fuck Im still alive Losin myself in the pages of graphic depiction of shit that dont exist You thinking Im outta my mind But it keeps me alive at a fucked up time like this I load my .22 and point it straight up at my dome Mothafuckas thought Caligula was flexing but you got it wrong Im looking down the barrel of my own shit Waiting for God to show me if he really exist

Airborne sin in this city Im in I inhale, lose sight of the silence within Theres airborne sin in this city Im in I inhale, lose sight of the silence within Theres airborne sin in this city Im in! I inhale, lose sight of the silence within! Theres airborne sin in this city Im in! I inhale, lose sight of the silence within!

22 times a day I think about swingin from a tree and carvin my name in the trunk And nobody give a fuck they just watchin me hang Everybody think its a game Until a pussy Mothafucka witta gun go insane And you wont see me in a cemetery thats where I came from I aint tryna go back up under that stone with my name The only thing I see in my brain is the face of my pops He tellin me this and he tellin me that I swear to me that shit never stops 22 times a day I think about swingin from a tree and carvin my name in the trunk And nobody give a fuck they just watchin me hang Everybody think its a game Until a pussy Mothafucka witta gun go insane And you wont see me in a cemetery thats were I came from I aint tryna go back up under that stone with my name The only thing I see in my brain is the face of my pops He tellin me this and he tellin me that I swear to me that shit neva stops And bitch Im schemin like a mothafuckin villain you claimin you killin Neva be seein the gats or the bodies you claim in yo lyrics Yall Mothafuckas dont got no shit but you rappin a big game I know it be hard to be keepin it real when you fabricate everything I kick it wit nobody cuz nobody stay watchin my 6 Im puttin up nobody on a pedestal nobody my click Im dreamin about all the shit That I really wanna do when I get old Like drop out of life become a monk and study the 8 fold 22 times a day I think about swingin from a tree and carvin my name in the trunk And nobody give a fuck they just watchin me hang Everybody think its a game Until a pussy Mothafucka witta gun go insane And you wont see me in a cemetery thats were I came from I aint tryna go back up under that stone with my name The only thing I see in my brain is the face of my pops He tellin me this and he tellin me that I swear to me that shit neva stops 22 times a day I think about swingin from a tree and carvin my name in the trunk And nobody give a fuck they just watchin me hang Everybody think its a game Until a pussy Mothafucka witta gun go insane And you wont see me in a cemetery thats were I came from I aint tryna go back up under that stone with my name The only thing I see in my brain is the face of my pops He tellin me this and he tellin me that I swear to me that shit neva stops And bitch Im schemin like a mothafuckin villain you claimin you killin Neva be seein the gats or the bodies you claim in yo lyrics Yall Mothafuckas dont got no shit but you rappin a big game I know it be hard to be keepin it real when you fabricate everything I kick it wit nobody cuz nobody stay watchin my 6 Im puttin up nobody on a pedestal nobody my click Im dreamin about all the shit That I really wanna do when I get old Like drop out of life become a monk and study the 8 fold I aint did a thang, since I been locked up in this room wit not a thang Cept a shotty on my side 2 shells on my bedside table might pulla cobaine See I gotta lotta thangs goin on in my brain gotta lotta good shit and bad Sometimes all I really wanna do is put that double barrel 20 gauge up to my head Is it mo to life than bein pissed off and alone in my mind wit nobody to tell me chill mane The silver linings hard to find like bibles in my domain Montecristo and Hennessey keepin my head on straight this very moment If you a jit then you wouldnt know shit about how a real Mothafucka zonin

MTM, hit em with the heat! Two bitches in my hotel room Thats the Kappa logo You fucking with us, no no Yeah, this zone is a no-go Boy step back Boy get back Two bitches in my hotel room Thats the Kappa logo You fucking with us, no no Yeah, this zone is a no-go Boy step back Boy get back Bitches only want me cause Im lit now Bitches didnt want me as a jit nah, yeah, ayy I treat every shawty with respect, yeah Take my side bitch on a date and blow a check, yeah, ayy, ayy Take her back to my crib and in an audi She make me shove my fingers in her mouth, yeah Ayy, told me she was all about shibari, ayy Make her squirt all over me then she pass out, yeah Two bitches in my hotel room Thats the Kappa logo You fucking with us, no no Yeah, this zone is a no-go Boy step back Boy get back Two bitches in my hotel room Thats the Kappa logo You fucking with us, no no Yeah, this zone is a no-go Boy step back Boy get back Yeah she suck me with no hands, like a rollercoaster lover Hold her throat and I fuck her Star power Im one up Up in the twilight, yeah I shine bright Lil bitch I’m Edward Cullen, rip them wires out your back Boy you looking robotic I roll up, you wont wanna see it tho Gimme a reason You were lookin at me roll on my leash end You stick to the phone You wont leave her alone Telling that you wanna marry but Im deep end 25 racks, in the mattress Eye contacts, soul snatching Ima fuck to get bones crackin When I take it they guns clappin Burn all mine, no I, aint got to lie When I die youll want throat cut Get into your sight Why you tucking in your chains boy? All your shit is fake See thats VVS alike You won it at the arcade Two bitches in my hotel room Thats the Kappa logo You fucking with us, no no Yeah, this zone is a no-go Boy step back Boy get back Two bitches in my hotel room Thats the Kappa logo You fucking with us, no no Yeah, this zone is a no-go Boy step back Boy get back

See I been kickin it with my homie Scoob, it’s half past four He rollin a blunt and Im sittin there thinkin about how life gets old Sometimes all I really wanna do is disappear in a cloud of black smoke And then reappear like Houdini With no feelins, no feelins to show And I got these chains Got these rusty chains around my ankles And on the other end, I see Satan pullin me as I dangle Down down Into the unknown abyss And Im wishin I could just come back one more time so I could settle shit But I cant So jump on in the fire is great So many Mothafuckas told me I would end up in this lake For loading a 9 millimeter into my Glock and then to my brain But shouts out to Aleister Crowley, yo writing is keepin me sane Now take caution cause Im killin bustas With a Glock 45 Ramirez in the cut go run and hide Fuckin wit me and it be yo demise Triple six is was Im reppin Creepin out that fuckin dungeon Schema Posse, G59 You better start to count yo blessins As I kill you when I pulls up inside of my chevy thang Smoked out loced out Im steady gankin on them bustas mane Pullin out the street sweeper I got ana off my chest With any busta mothafucka who be tryna test My nuts not givin a fuck Im fuckin shit up Knuckin and buckin Im servin these suckas Im whipin these Glocks so be ready to run Cause Im on the hunt Choppin bitches heads off Throw em inside of the shadow, bitch Aim yo Glock so fuckin quick cause Im burnin up yo body bitch Bitch Bitch Bitch Bitch Bitch Bitch I been kickin it with my homie Scoob, it’s half past four He rollin a blunt and Im sittin there thinkin about how life gets old Sometimes all I really wanna do is disappear in a cloud of black smoke And then reappear like Houdini With no feelins, no feelins to show And I got these chains Got these rusty chains around my ankles And on the other end, I see Satan pullin me as I dangle Down Now take caution cause Im killin bustas With a Glock 45 Ramirez in the cut go run and hide Fuckin wit me and it be yo demise Triple six is was Im reppin Creepin out that fuckin dungeon Schema Posse, G59 You better start to count yo blessins As I kill you when I pulls up inside of my chevy thang Smoked out loced out Im steady gankin on them bustas mane Pullin out the street sweeper I got ana off my chest With any busta mothafucka who be tryna test Test Test Test Test

Take a step Near the edge Dont look back I made a pledge Mark left me in My room alone Just like I asked And I wrote a note But my penmanship Is a mess on its own Luana Luana I’m on the way out Im on the way out Im on the way out Nothing can stop me now I’m on the way out Im on the way out Im on the way out Nothing can stop me now

Suicidal, Ill die for my brothers When that motherfuckin 4-5 bust Flick all, flick all, let that motherfucker dump, dump, dump Homicide ride for my Suicidal, Ill die for my brothers When that motherfuckin Let that motherfucker bust And if it be homicide Im ready to ride for my brothers Suicidal, Ill die for my brothers When that motherfuckin 4-5 bust Aye, aye, aye, aye And if it be homicide Im ready to ride for my brothers Suicidal, Ill die for my brothers When that motherfuckin 4-5 bust Flick all, flick all, let that motherfucker dump, dump, dump Homicide, Im ready to ride for my brothers Suicidal, Ill die for my brothers When that motherfuckin 4-5 bust Flick all, flick all, let that motherfucker dump, dump, dump Creeping out the cut with them outlaws Masked up and ready to blow your mothafuckin balls off I’ve been itching for that bloodshed Keep on barkin like a bitch and ima split open your forehead All the pain that I feel inside Got me ready and Im really killa, finna end a nigga life All I wanted was some love mane Never had it and I seen the people with it made me wanna take it I’ve been empty on the inside And the thought that I could take another life made me feel alive I’ll ride, I’ll die for my brotherhood And every nigga that I’m with know that Xen would So just know it ain’t a question if he test me Ima teach that ignorant nigga a lesson Oughta know not to fuck with my tribe If Xen want him then its dead, not alive Homicide Im ready to ride for my brothers Suicidal, Ill die for my brothers When that motherfuckin 4-5 bust Flick all, flick all, let that motherfucker dump, dump, dump

Back up in the motherfucking cut Young GHOSTE OT With them all gold teeth Talk a lot of shit but youre sucking my dick Lowkey Straight bumping my tape til you sleep All I really do is meditate till I make it to the plane Solo, stay away from me I dont need a motherfucker tellin me shit bout shit Been alone since 17 Tell me to get out the shit I be spitting thats been done before I dont see competition so I keep on depicting they cuppin they nuts Big buck teeth like a young King Tut Schema the posse I put it on my stone in a cemetery whether you bury me or scatter my ashes You a punk bitch If you aint down with the K-R-double E-P like all of the masses, hoe Pussy boy dont want beef Pussy boy, pussy boy dont want war= Pussy boy, pussy boy aint bout shit but that pussy boy always gon ask you for more Pussy boy, pussy boy dont know me Pussy boy, pussy boy dont know GHOSTE Oh Im scheming your hoe Im deep in her throat You wifing that bitch well I piped her for show and I pull up on stunt Smoking on some Come on the nun Lace my blow with a bump then I stare at the sun Loaded my gun My mind feeling numb Think my time it has come I inspire it; my use, sick and tired of the truth Left my soul separated Required a proof Reincarnate the curse Im shackled to dust The product of sin, aint no God I can trust Tanqueray up in my system Got me on some devil shit My eyes are bloodshot red Im hearing voices in my fucking head Tanqueray up in my system Got me on some devil shit My eyes are bloodshot red Im hearing voices in my fucking head

Just what you think youre doing? Every day Im going insane Im like if rage and animosity had sex and a child And got a great big house up on a mountain made of doubt and hate And then just burned it all down, so they could start it again Burn, Everything, To, The, Ground Uh, born alone living life on my own Death grabbed a hold of me, my heart turned to stone My blood is cold and my thoughts not my own I cant remember, but I know that you know Everyones lost Everybody a fake Stuck in a rat race in a world full of snakes Fuck everything Fuck the lies on your tv screen Fuck everyone Ima die so your fate can be no more, no more, no more, no more Uh, I watched the world fall apart from me I looked as far as my eyes can see Dont wanna know why I feel this way I wanna die for steal your pain I watched the world fall apart from me I looked as far as my eyes can see Dont wanna know why I feel this way I wanna die for steal your pain Every day Im going insane Im like if rage and animosity had sex and a child And got a great big house up on a mountain made of doubt and hate And then just burned it all down, so they could start it again Burn, Everything, To, The, Ground

Hating me wont make you any better You lose I win Across the wasteland Avoided pain, I Destroy whats left of you Kiss the world goodbye Hating me wont make you any better You lose I...

Bitch, Im straight face Wrist slit Fuckin with my old bitch Homegrown No Clone Aint fuckin with my own zone Im based Lit Positive Everybody followin Your paint chip Broke bitch Hit you with the hollow tip I aint shit Took the base hit Fuck the basics You aint clique Fuck the fake shit Im in your face bitch Im flawless Ill fuck her jawless Pussy demolish The ballest Im on my Posh shit I be too honest Find me all the way down Any black clouds following me Help me try to find a way out And I dont know if Imma fall on my face Find me all the way down Any black clouds following me Help me try to find a way out And I dont know if Imma fall on my face Reppin the goat Look at me go Circle around me Im talkin to ghosts Blacken my soul Dont let it show Ritual sodomy envy a hoe? Pumpin the dope Dont let it show Dead to the body look under they fold? Black mage tatted on my face Now I need a cloak

Pussy Mothafuckas blowin smoke like a cigarette Talk a lotta shit Like they know dis from dat Im the young broke Ghoste from the mothafuckin East coast You think you heard a thang, this is just a lil dose Welcome to the brain of a suicidal maniac Introverted mothafucka bitch, dats a fact Schema posse in this hoe Take notes til ya overdose Smoke drink fuck til Im hanging from a rope Shit that you bump when you thinkin bout a homicide Shit that you bump when you get away with homicide Bringin that future funk and now I take you to another time Sit back relax blow a O out and vibe Yea I seen a whole lotta bitches, them bitches be talkin shit Now they postin my pics and they want my dick in em flip The script and I never pick up the phone Now why you think Im called Ghoste Nowhere to be found unless you a schema woe And I do not be fuckin with Mothafuckas that got no hustle No money but you be rappin all about the bustle I bet you take a nut to the face if it get you the fame Im runnin that underground shit bitch, we aint the same Pussy Mothafuckas blowin smoke like a cigarette Talk a lotta shit Like they know dis from dat Im the young broke Ghoste from the mothafuckin East coast You think you heard a thang, this is just a lil dose Krepin like, Im krepin krepin alone on my kreep street Krepin like, Im krepin krepin alone on my kreep street Krepin like, Im krepin krepin alone on my kreep street Krepin like, Im krepin krepin alone on my kreep street

The time has come to execute Order: 666 GHOSTEMANE Take over your brain and make you go insane G-GHOSTEMANE Take over your brain and make you go in G-G-GHOSTEMANE Take over your brain and make you go insane G-GHOSTEMANE Take over your brain and make you go insane GHOSTEMANE Take over your brain and make you go insane GHOSTEMANE Take over your brain and make you go- G-G-GHOSTEMANE Take over your brain and make you go insane GHOSTEMANE Take over your brain and make you go insane I am not alive Im a motherfucking entity Talk a lot of shit But these bustas dont got shit on me Ill pull my damn weight, aint nobody knock a deity Have a bitch fiending when she spend a single day with me Im breaking off the Schema Rest in peace my fucking pops and them Wouldnt be that bad to be with em but thats okay cause Im not Im bringing back the evil shit that some of yall just dont understand Living with your mama Aint got bills to pay No ballas mane Listen to the bass as it bump and take away your brain Pour you up some liquor and light up a spliff to ease the pain Bitch, talking stupid then you lose your spot when this rotate Shut your damn mouth inhale the smoke and watch you levitate Bitch GHOSTEMANE Take over your brain and make you go insane G-GHOSTEMANE Take over your brain and make you go G-G-GHOSTEMANE Take over your brain and make you go insane GHOSTEMANE Take over your brain and make you go insane G-GGHOSTEMANE Take over your brain and make you go insane G-GHOSTEMANE Take over your brain and make you go- G-G-GHOSTEMANE Take over your brain and make you go insane GHOSTEMANE Take over your brain and make you go insane Take a big hit of the junt and dont question the shit I say You be thinking it over Thinking of me on one of my worst days high You wanna get up and say hi to all of my kinfolk who died Better back up with the bullshit Sippin that narc until my 20/20 Dissipate into oblivion til I am really in my state of Bliss

I often lay in bed and think about the distance Between me and the nearest star I wish that I could be in I often lay in bed and think about the distance Between me and the nearest star I wish that I could be in

Yuh, ayy, yuh, ayy Lil Purpp, Lil purpp, yuh Turn it up a lil bit, ayy, yuh Turn it up, ayy, yuh Bitch, my hood love me And your bitch love me too I dont do no one on one When I do the one and two I am trap in the trap I got her mouth on my lap Look at my ring no dont stunt Hit bitch over her bed Go to the trap, I got stick Smoke up the quarter, no zip, yuh She wanted to suck on my dick, yuh Told her girly make it quick She split the lean on my shirt Made that bitch took up my shirt Run up on me you get murk Ill put your face off my shirt Pussy motherfucker never gonna come up under me Im coming up with all the thunder rumbling and youll wonder When Im blowin like a milli Gonna walk up in the liquor store and cop a Henny grip it Go and a cap off with the Lucy Maybe take a little trip and say I love you But my father fuck I miss him, but I gotta go perform another ritual to worship another god I got a dagger and I stick it through the bottom of a pentacle Im never coming back until Ive slaved my soul I trip on psilocybe, just to feel the vibe Activate the DMT inside, my corrupted mind Given the way to the psychedelic eyes, I find no surprise The Messiah in human disguise Commit a murder and take my fuckin life

Here I am on my knees Waiting for some way to bleed Nobody took notice to me when I needed And now you say you love me, say you need me for wrong reasons For the ones that want the world just given to them on a plate: Slit your throat, die in a moat Leave me be No! Stop it, stop it, stop it, stop it I will suffer You will suffer Im out of fucking time Suck the blood dry You gave it back to me My will to feel To the ones that want the world just given to them on a plate: Slit your throat, die in a moat Leave me be You will suffer

I would take a bullet in the back if it meant shit Straight die like a dog on the street Got arrested Face on the concrete, cant see You dont give a damn that Im headed 6 feet deep The only thing you sayin is Im layin the same way As the boy that was shot in the face and bledd out on the street on last tuesday I say fuck it, put em all on a cross Talk a lot of shit but you got a weak jaw How you pull that off? Breakin your fingers on keys while typin about you got keys Laid up, tell me what it be like in the suburbs, picture perfect If you can walk in the street at night Ill lend you my shoes Its worth it Spent a whole lot of time with runnin like a rat in my mind A rap in my mind Im livin solitary confined Im keepin motherfuckers creepin all on they tip toes Im lit hoes And keep them motherfuckin lips closed Im Schemin about my business all on the low key Nobody know where to find or bleed on me So little pussy kids trying to put their words in my mouth As if they know what Im writing about Sit back little homie let me do what I do best Just keep on lettin the smoke fill your chest and vibe Unless you want to walk damn mile in my beat up Vans with no laces Didnt think so Kickin it with the devil got me to know The genocide and all of the thangs society trying to hide And so I eat a bit of shrooms and I escape And now Im twirling in a plane where I levetate 666 feet deep I creep as I became a ghost

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Im an introvert Watching the world turn Just a couple of steps away from everyone Rather observe Take a listen and learn Hey lonely girl Whered you appear from? Im a lonely boy In a crowded world Listen and learn Friday Low tee when I step in the wind Head looking like I got angel wings I aint shy I just dont really like When people afraid of silence Keep talking shit She want BEXEY She dont want no actor playing a character Embarrassment take the contents out you Now you a rapper float away Made your boys dream come true Now what you gonna do Got a secret No I dont know you Let me show you We can work through Hold you Turn your soul mate into old news Oh dear You see so clear Now the road here Ill revel you with stress send in that direction Drink up well make the house shake Break it down up the lake Fuck the world that we make She said ha-ha Sounding like that chorus on Tipsy You staring like a tourist All you need is some pictures Im an introvert Watching the world turn Just a couple of steps away from everyone Take a listen and learn Hey lonely girl Whered you appear from? Im a lonely boy In a crowded world Listen and learn I am alone I dont know why I do not know How to become Something to love Im at a loss Working alone Nowhere to go Pick up and go Fire me into the edge of eternal damnation of black In the heart of my life Im at home I cannot make thee believe that Im okay That Im all say That they okay Would they really want to be another day living in the world So I dont know where to call home Deliver me out the door Witness the things that I wanted to call wonderful too but never Imagined that conquering evil The voices of love was the way they were willing to peace I wanna sauna in the nirvana I wanna sauna in the nirvana I wanna sauna in the nirvana I wanna sauna in the nirvana Creeping up under the light of the sun And I never begun to imagine a world where I feel I belong And this cyclin spirlin helix is giving me some hope In the relation between all the stars and the constellations Are creating my miniature universe I can create and destroy as I want So be known Im an introvert Watching the world turn Just a couple of steps from everyone Rather observe Take a listen and learn Hey lonely girl Whered you appear from? Im a lonely boy In a crowded world Listen and learn

Pussy motherfuckers talkin shit Never to my face Seen him at the spot He did not even look my way Sneak dissin Ima have my chick Sneak Dis In your drink Having you seizin like a epileptic bitch At a rave Mama always told me not to say nun mean Well my daddy told me stick a motherfucker when you need Safe to say I took the lesson from my pops Look at me 23 Never been payin respect to those who dont believe K-R-double E-P in the S-T-R-double E-T-Z with a Hennessy on my feet Drink till my liver cant take no more and my soul tell me to take it slow I do not have no self control and Im always about to explode Put a motherfucker in the ground next to a stone that says I fuck with GHOSTE I hustle for my cash and then I dont know where it goes Start a week with two Gs But by Sunday night Im broke Never mind cause I still make more than you would ever post online Where you stay Sittin in your grandmas home Pussy, pussy motherfuckers talkin shit Never to my face Seen him at the spot He did not even look my way Sneak dissin Ima have my chick Sneak Dis In your drink Having you seizin like a epileptic bitch At a rave Pussy, pussy motherfuckers talkin shit Never to my face Seen him at the spot He did not even look my way Sneak dissin Ima have my chick Sneak Dis In your drink Having you seizin like a epileptic bitch At a rave Bitch I got eyes like a sparrow Double barrel, pull out bone marrow None narrow, never on your throat choke on this metal Never leave my home without the chrome, chaperone Shawty is mad at me cause I am run from collateral And I’m compatible with these bandanas or doing drugs The sicker ones are underneath the Tommy gun Bullets travel better run like it’s a fucking triathlon I pull out the stretcher, these hollow rounds in niggas like Hannibal Lector The 44 under the dresser like a compressor, van is special when I catch em Must not know that I snatch his lips right off his face Take your bitch and pick her up and throw her into Bitch, I need my mula up front so I dont play about my cake Tie you up and lay you in the middle of the interstate You a fucking with my lonesome Smack you with that pistol till yo nuts close to stun gun Bitch Loco better Hoe, Im killing for a Honda Send a pair of hollow tips straight through your eardrums Okay now Pussy, pussy motherfuckers talkin shit Never to my face Seen him at the spot He did not even look my way Sneak dissin Ima have my chick Sneak Dis In your drink Having you seizin like a epileptic bitch At a rave Pussy, pussy motherfuckers talkin shit Never to my face Seen him at the spot He did not even look my way Sneak dissin Ima have my chick Sneak Dis In your drink Having you seizin like a epileptic bitch At a rave Pussy motherfuckers talkin shit Never to my face Seen him at the spot He did not even look my way Sneak dissin Ima have my chick Sneak Dis In your drink Having you seizin like a epileptic bitch At a rave

All of the same thoughts kept racing through my mind over and over and over again I just wanted them to stop, period And I thought, well, if I kill myself Ill stop thinking Get the fuck up off me for you get the switchblade Got the black magic witch, all of my demons She giving me brain I put the knife to your dome Just so you can feel my pain Im bout to slice all these hoes If they really wanna play Take me to the cemetery to get buried in a grave They keep telling me that Im strange But I guess Im just insane Put the blade up to my wrist Bitch, Im boutta cut open my vein And Im ready to die today But I wont bow down to pray Fuck your god, fuck your cross, all the blood that Ive lost I wont live to see tomorrow put the nail up in my coffin Fuck your god, fuck your cross, all the blood that Ive lost I wont live to see tomorrow put the nail up in my coffin I could turn your blood leak into a blood creek Skin and dry out your meat, before we even meet I shouldve died, maybe so but Ill haunt you and lose control Ive got voices telling me to hurt myself inside my soul So I feed my jelly demons Fill your brain up with seamans I told myself theres no reason, to live my life anymore If you want a meet and greetin Ill leave your ass with a beatin All your body holes excreting Till you cant breathe and you choke You can hang on a rope, put you in my blunt to smoke Throw your body down a slope, for creatures to eat and grow You can hang on a rope, put you in my blunt to smoke Throw your body down a slope, for creatures to eat and grow

Ladeedadeeda fuck a God, Ima master Cuttin up a nun with the black blade katana Ladeedadeeda fuck a God, Ima monster Lurkin in the cut pentagram, balaclava Ladeedadeeda fuck a God, Ima master Cuttin up a nun with the black blade katana Ladeedadeeda fuck a God, Ima monster Lurkin in the cut pentagram, balaclava Sippin real slow sittin high 22s on my hoop ride Babyloot sittin shotty with my Glock 9 I got the juice and Im bringin it to cloud 9 I gotta blank wrist bout to cop a lil shine Versace Pip-Boy gold with the screen on it A black mask pentagram with the seam on it You slidin in a lemon bitch I wont be seen in it My pentagrams on my rims with the chrome glowin Bitch I got a mage up in my crib about to conjure Up a entity, so he can help me beat Choronzon Final level boss with his demons take em all on Floatin thru abyss my eyes are twitchin like Im on one Ladeedadeeda fuck a God, Ima master Cuttin up a nun with the black blade katana Ladeedadeeda fuck a God, Ima monster Lurkin in the cut pentagram, balaclava Ladeedadeeda fuck a God, Ima master Cuttin up a nun with the black blade katana Ladeedadeeda fuck a God, Ima monster Lurkin in the cut pentagram, balaclava

When I open up my door See a waste land Everybody packing heat in they waistband Smog filling up the sky far as you can see Im trying to get the killers back for what they did to me Leather jacket, black boots and a fresh cut Top long sized Gone Hoes going nuts Im on a quest Let me end up, Ill be your guest Tell me what I need to know and thats for the best Come across a few friends if you call them that Count em on one hand But no more than that You see a lot of motherfuckers that wont hesitate To leave you dead and alone, burning at the stake At least I got my Pip-Boy, least I got my Pip Least I, least I got my Pip-Boy Least I got my Pip Least I, least I got my Pip-Boy Least I got my Pip Least I, least I got my Pip-Boy Least I got my Pip I be thinking too much about anything Nothing dont matter, shit I keep pretending to, always so hesitant I see another friend up in the room with you Who get rid of it, keeping your mouth shut Stuck in a rut All I ever needed was a big fat butt in my face And a little bit of cash Everything else, take care of itself Im ready to shop at the top of the shelf Help Defendin himself Dont blame myself, but everyone else Throw a pity party likes its 1999 Since you wanna be in the time Im bringing the future funk Ask me if I give a fuck If someone you know has done it before Will do it no better, then no doubt about it Them motherfuckers aint about it At least I got my Pip-Boy, least I got my Pip Least I, least I got my Pip-Boy Least I got my Pip Least I, least I got my Pip-Boy Least I got my Pip Least I, least I got my Pip-Boy Least I got my Pip You see the land radiate in the missions Its clear to me now That everybody you know is dead and gone underground Them bodies never found But now theyre here and its on The ghost that scared them the most Was they own soul You may not understand where Im, where Im at in my mind But you gon know by the time were done killing your time Im not a rapper Im an entity who know how to rhyme I dare you to find another light be in our time He skates, smokes, drinks and even takes psychedelics He gets so pissed that he breaks shit in his room Shortly before fucking his bitch to sleep Hes GHOSTEMANE Weekdays at 9 Only on...

Im kicking it by myself, cause nobody really understand my brain Just minding my biz cause all of yall act the very same Smoking up all of my cash just so I can ease the pain Dont give a shit bout shit Thats just the way that I was made Off with the heads of the kids that be fucking with the crazy shit I say Im speaking up off of my mind so back up with your debate Im levitating into the clouds and thats where Im gonna stay Find me with some dead celebs Kicking it with Cobain Im kicking it up on the east of 95 Taking motherfuckers down a peg or maybe two when I cut loose Too many times have I pictured a noose wrapped around my esophagus Grippin it tight No way in my life that I die And then I wake up and Im living so I end up wishing the dream was a lie So then I get high to clear up my mind Ive done that one too many times now Im right I can never get a damn thing right except smoking and drinking and fucking all night My chick, she be begging me choke her till she see the light I find that so nice Now Im feeling alright Second time Buddha came into me and he told me Ima take this shit from a lotus and he brought into another dimension He never mentioned Ima grab the attention of Satan Now I am trying to shake em but maybe youll brain some Im kicking it by myself cause nobody really understand my brain Just minding my biz cause all of yall act the very same Smoking up all of my cash just so I can ease the pain Dont give a shit bout shit Thats just the way that I was made Off with the heads of the kids that be fucking with the crazy shit I say Im speaking up off of my mind so back up with your debate Im levitating into the clouds and thats where Im gonna stay

Everybody wanna hop on dick They know who got next Craig Xen, Ghostemane get clout Aye, niggas didnt know what we about Til they see we pull up on the motherfucking scene All black with the team Know that mean we finna shut that bitch, down Oh, now they wanna come ride waves Schema be the posse right This tsunami and 2015 we gon bring on that pain How that be Knowin that we creepin on the come up while you niggas stand still Now you want a handout Finna put my hand in yo motherfucking mouth let me make this clear Aye I aint ever been the type to bite my tongue Aint nan of these niggas I feel Bitch on the real Niggas think they hard cause the packing steel off with a couple of pills But aye, peep this When I speak Ima tell you lil niggas how it is I know you wouldnt want to speak to me Because the greediness in you make you fiends Peep this, peep this, quote this, read this When you see X to the E N feature with the Kreep With the creep know we leaving em speechless Lets talk about this Dont nobody know a damn thang bout shit on my list Talkin bout you really wanna come up but you neva comin up with anything that bump like this I dont miss Bullseye 99 percent of the time The other 1 percent is when ya bitch is suckin my dick and she makin me lose my focus What Im on? Should be on dont mean shit Bag a mushrooms all I need to get lit Grind em up and put em on a slice of that cheese Sippin mad dog til my senses cease I keep to Chillin alone in my crib I dont talk to nobody they dont talk to me Schema da posse, its schema da Ghoste and Im wanted like dillinger Fuck up the scene Im on my shit but you already know Bitches be goin from talkin that shit to be suckin my dick, no metaphor Im on my shit but you already know Bitches be goin from talkin that shit to be suckin my dick, no metaphor Im on my shit but you already know Bitches be goin from talkin that shit to be suckin my dick, no metaphor Im on my shit but you already know Bitches be goin from talkin that shit to be suckin my dick, no metaphor

We goin home, this the ritual Dont you pack your bags, you dont need em where we goin, ho Sip up on this drank that I made for yall Go to sleep, dont wake up until I say you so We bout to blow the plane, bitch, you never been before Then we hittin outer space, I think a kreep belong As for all them other lames listening what they told They bout to see a wasteland right beneath they toes Bitch

Once I had a love and it was a gas Soon turned out had a heart of glass Sentimental on the microphone on the reala Thinkin bout the shit I done I shoulda done betta Thinkin that I know but I dont know betta No betta than I really know the tip of my Beretta Always get sick neva really gettin betta Sick of the bullshit sick of nice weatha 92 degrees and Im in a damn sweata Chick roll up, get lighter than a featha Baby momma left ya cause I bone a lot betta Started kickin it witha till she beggin for tha chedda Kick her to tha curb, I dont share my damn skrilla Dont know about you, Im a lot betta Kickin it alone, gettin cut up like a shredda Make a bitch cum, give it to me by the liter Wont clean it up, wont clean it up neither Smash from the back, thats an onomatopoeia Theres no other way to say what I really wanna say So Im gonna keep it plain, its like this Most you mothafuckers that I know aint shit Cant catch a ride so you ridin that dick Separate the ones tryna tell it like it is From the ones tryna bring a mothafucka down with they ass Neva trust a mothafucka wearin skinny jeans down to they knees Jersey of a team that they never seen Neva keep it clean, Im a downright dirty Abuser of LSD Run away with a one way ticket to a permanent dream Dont follow me unless you wanna be free Bitch thats a joke hoe, aint nothin free Lifetime slave to the G-O-P G-O-P slave to the G-O-D I aint neva seen such a thing so I dont believe Cutting down a man whos done nothing wrong. Is that what youve spent all those years honing your skills for? Why I oughta! In my opinion you are worthless Screw you, say your prayers!

This that visualizing demons while deep in yo sleep and dreamin bout chiefin with kings up in a castle made of kief Im kreepin on with my heathens who dont believe what you speaking You travel on just believin all of the thangs that you heard I put my faith in the sacred geometry known as Phi You took so many synthetics that it goes over your mind You see me study quadrivium make me lose track of time But time is only a piece of what we cant see with our eyes I got my balaclava, balaclava Bitch, I got my balaclava, balaclava Bitch, I got my balaclava, cant see nada Bitch, I got my balaclava, you cant see nada Black mask on my face Withstand with the plank Do you wanna play? Come my nigga Ghoste, as I know he got a train I train, I summon the hate, thinking lets get blazed This copycat niggas tryna play like they original Blood, they got mistake, for JGRXXN You, with snapped fingers, it breaking While I brought back with my chucky in the gage I got my balaclava, balaclava Bitch, I got my balaclava, balaclava Bitch, I got my balaclava, cant see nada Bitch, I got my balaclava, you cant see nada

Fuck K, R, double E, P, blackmage No one knows suck my dick, thats all Ive got to say Fuck everybody copying that shit I was suicidal in FLA, now Im suicidal up in LA, aye I been trynna make shit change Safe to say not a damn thing changed Florida grown but I dont rep, everybody turned they back Now Im glowin and they turned right back Trynna get me up on they tracks But it dont work like that You a bitch and your mixtape whack You didnt give a fuck when I didnt rap So well never be cool like that See promoters never hit me back So I book my own shit thats facts Now promoters sayin follow me back But I pretend that I never heard em say that Unzippin the body bag and I throw your career in it Im the blackest of mages and white as snow youre a chameleon When you blend into trends you think you got friends and they feeling it But a word of advice would be to get out your feelings I never gave a shit If anybody listened or gave a shit Now I get daily messages from suicidal kids Who didnt ever go through with it Good cuz I never went through with it too, we can be quitters together till we finally die Fake fans trynna gimme Xans while the real ones trynna get me LSD Never met God but I bet he wouldnt really like me On account of my blasphemy Fake fans trynna gimme Xans while the real ones trynna get me LSD Never met God but I bet he wouldnt really like me On account of my blasphemy

Got the game fucked up, you got the game fucked up You got the game fucked up, you got the game fucked up You got the game fucked up, you got the game fucked up You got the game fucked up, you got the game fucked up When I go to sleep, I keep a shotty at my feet Double barrel, 20 gauge loaded Im a freak I always let my paranoia get the best of me When I didnt I was starving watching other folks eat Ill never lie to myself, Ill tell the truth when it hurts Stuck in a prisoners cell, its what the criminal work Whether you got the Impala and in the back of a Benz You got a problem, I solve it The government full of felons Bitch Im bumping Deicide out my grand marquise 22 chrome witta big body on them Ds I got a chica sucking me while rocking Puma Fleece Maybe, maybe now you get why I dont respond to beef Well, Ive been blinded by the devil Seen the eyes of the snake Catch me cold world creepin with my nine and the shank Homicide on the rise hope my time is today Im defined as divine, hope you cry from the pain, day Take a good read of the game Learn how to play Never be one to complain The hand that be feeding you could be the one to end your life if you a snake All of you want in the game Never be workin a day Only to say When will it be my time to take this mother fuckers place Another dollar for the richer, another death for the poor Im sick of societys standards, left the blood at the floor Illuminati wanna rob me cause my soul aint cheap Fuck the otherside, bitch aint got no time for beef Got the game fucked up, you got the game fucked up You got the game fucked up, you got the game fucked up You got the game fucked up, you got the game fucked up You got the game fucked up, you got the game fucked up Got the game fucked up, you got the game fucked up You got the game fucked up, you got the game fucked up You got the game fucked up, you got the game fucked up You got the game fucked up, you got the game Got the game, got the game, got the game

Chilling on a rooftop Friday night Wonder if itd hurt if I jumped and died All this shit been building up on top of me Thinking bout the way that my Daddy died I dont got no way to really clear my mind I dont do no drugs that make me numb inside Take a little trip off psilocybe Never wanna come back lemme fly She choking, Im smoking Ignore paranoia Annoying me into my agoraphobia Drink til Im over ya Only sip Cognac Wrote in my Zodiac I am the goat Look in my iris they black as Osiris A look in my soul take a note on papyrus Depression a virus it taking a hold on me Letting me go only once in a while Dont smile Chilling on a rooftop Friday night Wonder if itd hurt if I jumped and died All this shit been building up on top of me Thinking bout the way that my Daddy died I dont got no way to really clear my mind I dont do no drugs that make me numb inside Take a little trip off psilocybe Never wanna come back lemme fly

Where are you now? I cant tell how long its been Since I laid eyes on you And I dont know when Ill get to again My heart is broken down On the shoulder of the 110 I tried to make it But Im not gonna make it No, I wont be home for Christmas Baby, tell me nothings changed In your heart, you feel the same Who created all this distance? And I know youre missing me I dont know where Ill be But I wont be home for Christmas No, I wont be home for Christmas Im wondering now I let you down just to do it again An empty chair and a present with your name on it Whats left to say? Im the only one here to blame I tried to make it But Im not gonna make it No, I wont be home for Christmas Baby, tell me nothings changed In your heart, you feel the same Who created all this distance? And I know youre missing me And I dont know where Ill be But I wont be home for Christmas No, I wont be home for Christmas No, I wont be home for Christmas

Grand MA MA burgundy red Sittin on 22 chrome Blackened the windows so you can not see whats goin on 12s in the trunk and they Makin the block bump The schema da posse make even the softest kids wanna shoot sum Floridian blood But ima alien Alienated from the clicks and the klans even tho they dead aint comin back So fuck what chu rep and u rap Aint nuttin dat u do slap I roll up a dutchie cuz I dont fuck wit tha woods in the back See I been rollin up and smokin and sippin every thang And I aint even gon pretend that its for easin the pain Cuz I got so you used to pain That I cant even feel a thang Walkin in the middle of the interstate not a thought in my brain Rollin up on my block while Im coppin some head on the road 11 mph in a 30 mile an hour zone Dont pick up the phone no matter who it be they can hold Im makin up for suicidal thoughts in my bedroom You aspire to be and Occultist I aspire to fly Together we can accomplish nothin but homicide Take a ride in the donk and dont ask no question of where we go My trunk holdin More then 12s thats all that u need to know My trunk holdin More then 12s thats all that u need to know

Where were you? The day I, prayed Where were you? The day I, prayed

Where was god when I was on my knees? Where was god when I was on my very last plea? Where was god when I was on my knees? Where was god when I was on my very last plea? Where was god? Where was god? Where was god? Where was god? Where was god when I was on my knees? Where was god when I was on my very last plea? Where was god? Where was god? Where was god? Where was god?

Ringe I been on the same shit smoking every day Pussy wanna talk shit cause we getting paid Im knocking at your door tell your baby ma, whats up Money on the floor tell that bitch to pick it up Pussy wanna flex on me tell me what you made Tell me what it is shorty Tell me whats the play Im drowning in my thoughts with the pump to brain Im numb from the pain give no fucks what you say, lil bitch Really wanna break away from everything So I never have to see my enemies I never be the one to bring negative energy But you going to be someone rather than hating on me Because you hate your fucking life And I shoot before you take another breath Dont waste no time Yeah, every day I wake up, wonder why Im alive I can never get no closure, only closer to demise Slowly get them with a battle axe Tax, pay it back Im a fuck up on the wrong path Face tat Plague mask Every day I wake up, wonder why Im alive I can never get no closure, only closer to demise Slowly get them with a battle axe Tax, pay it back Im a fuck up on the wrong path Face tat Plague mask

People are walking around of blissful ignorance Silence  through the violence that we take from the pigs Fuck  the head of state, Ill bomb the house where he live Domestic terrorism for the good of the kids Blinded by devices, a slave to the net Plugged  in and tortured, why plug me again? Lucifer’s  response to Jesus Christ in the flesh Desecrate the monuments and spit on the pledge Swing  a priest from a tree, thats what you get Swing a priest from a tree, fucking with kids Everybodys swinging from a tree, it’s the end Living every day with just the pleas to an end People  are walking around of blissful ignorance Silence through the violence that we take from the pigs Fuck the head of state, Ill bomb the house where he live Domestic terrorism for the good of the kids Swing a priest from a tree, thats what you get Swing a priest from a tree, thats what you get Swing a priest from a tree, thats what you get Swing a priest from a tree, thats what you get

Im feeling good bitch Im feelin great I smoke a blunt and try to get away I finna fuck she finna date She always in my fuckin face Im sick of all the chicken talkin These bitches stalkin Ill put that pussy in a coffin That ass get lost in She hit me up too very often I guess Im saucin I fuck you every other weekend What else you want bitch? I been postin up and thinkin bout my ways Hatineverything Im drinkin, smokin in a haze But then I scope a bitch eyein me across the way A devil lovin chica with some tats up on her legs She started kreeping with me sittin low up in the key Sippin Hennessy and brass monkey black streets Not a thang on our brain but whats next we gon eat I showed her to the bottom of the dungeon and she dont wanna leave

You aint fucking no bodies Bitch, you aint stacking no paper, hoe You rapping and talking bout this and that but got nun ta sho You broke ass fiend with some dead ass dreams Im living up all of the shit I say but you just making believe And you aint fucking no bodies Bitch, you aint stacking no paper, hoe You rapping and talking bout this and that but got nun ta sho You broke ass fiend with some dead ass dreams Im living up all of the shit I say but you just making believe All your fake designer clothing Bitch, it aint worth a dime And well Im mad that you cant open your mouth without telling a lie Unless you bout to put a bigger rapper dick inside And go to work until they say you might get signed And I wont say your name Cause then maybe your 57 plays That boom boom track you dropped got might jump to 58 And I cant give another rapper clout No, no I cant Unless it be Schema the posse the clique and Im hoping that I claim I cant believe that I am even giving you sixteen Im throwing a dog a bone cause I have some extra time free You know, free? F-R-double E like your Honda Accord That the only type of rent your fake ass can afford So keep on paying motherfuckers so you can open up shows for one hit wonders Why the fuck you doing this anymore? Hoe, just quit while you not ahead Nobody would even notice Its coming up on the day you gon get exposed You bogus You aint fucking no bodies Bitch, you aint stacking no paper, hoe You rapping and talking bout this and that but got nun ta sho You broke ass fiend with some dead ass dreams Im living up all of the shit I say but you just making believe And you aint fucking no bodies Bitch, you aint stacking no paper, hoe You rapping and talking bout this and that but got nun ta sho You broke ass fiend with some dead ass dreams Im living up all of the shit I say but you just making believe

Live with evil everywhere I turn, everywhere I turn Went to school with kerosene and matches on me Burn to learn because for men to tell you how to live Bullet to the brain, who erased? Never did give, only take Problem, though we will never be one on one And the knight was standing guard and they believe in Only keep a smile on my face and Digital demons now control me, Ive lost will Im always alone, its like Im dead and gone Talking to myself so I dont feel so alone Earth is a wasteland and Im under veracity the end of a soul Talking to the sky so I dont feel so alone Live with evil everywhere I turn, everywhere I turn Went to school with kerosene and matches on me Burn to learn because for men to tell you how to live Bullet to the brain, who erased? Never did give, only take Problem, though we will never be one on one And the knight was standing guard and they believe in Only keep a smile on my face and Digital demons now control me, Ive lost will

Aye mane sit yo ass down Its the motherfucking KR DOUBLE E P tape bitch Im bouta take shit from Shoutout to the underground bitch Schematheposse , shoutout JGRXXN mane I go to sleep and pray to God that I dont wake But he dont listen now I live to see another day Im hazy now I think I wouldnt have It any other way I get to hypnotize yo brain like a theta wave Make my way into your cerebellum with some ill real Control yo mind make yo heart explode like Kill Bill Bitch Im not a busta but you bet I bust your mandible Keep that 9 inside the center console, It’s extendable Now my 22 I got that for my posse in the ground Then somebody gone now his flesh is nowhere to be found Bitch I got a suicidal agenda Pen to paper make sure I dont see inside of insane asylums that coincide with hate Now dont trust a motherfucker with no ends hoe Then play yo friend like Johnny Depp take on a lead role Trying to get yo cash like a succubus I used to know Bitches its K R Double E P Im creeping through the plains solo

Why you hit my phone? Bitch dont hit my phone You never did before Now you wanna glo Why you hit my phone? Imma hit ignore I dont fuck with yall Wanna be alone Why you hit my phone? Bitch dont hit my phone You never did before Now you wanna glo Why you hit my phone? Imma hit ignore, yeah I dont fuck with yall Wanna be alone Imma roll up in a ball then go to a cave and die Then Im gonna resurrect haunt everything in your life Get up in ya brain Really make you wanna think everything alright Next thing you know youll be layin in that cave where you made me go to die Try to be tight but I really wanna say dont hit my line Im either gonna be fuckin or trippin I dont got time Why you gotta act like you got something on your mind? When all you really wanted to do was hit me up and say hi Why you hit my phone? Bitch dont hit my phone You never did before Now you wanna glo Why you hit my phone? Imma hit ignore I dont fuck with yall Wanna be alone Why you hit my phone? Bitch dont hit my phone You never did before Now you wanna glo Why you hit my phone? Imma hit ignore I dont fuck with yall Wanna be alone Sippin syrup out my cup, now I’m throwin up I tried cocaine once now she knocked up LSD, only thing I can really trust I hit some weed, now I think somebody watching us

Cant find my head Cant find my head Im on the edge Im looking at the end Jump off the edge Jump off the edge Land on my head And make sure I dont live I never win I never win Ill never win Ill never win Theres no fucking peace Rise above from the depths of hell Everything means nothing Broken dreams no memory Forever fucked in the head It has special plates, full of fire, which will send you to live, and suffer Leave me in a bodybag Cast me away Maybe Ill drift up next to you And youll see what you did

You tell me to smile, I cannot You tell me Im God‚ but Im not‚ ayy Kids think that Im cool‚ but Im not, yeah I hate when yall put me on the spot You tell me to smile, I cannot‚ yeah You tell me Im God, but Im not, ayy Kids think that Im cool‚ but Im not, yeah I hate when yall put me on the spot Act like you know me, but you only know My username and Im thinking about Never wanted to be only a name, but somebody And now I got what I wanted but a lot more problems You better back the fuck up I dont know you but they wanna know me They wanna sin and Ill kill the machine Theyre watching and learning everything Kill the machines, kill the machines Kill the machines, kill the machines You tell me to smile, I cannot You tell me Im God, but Im not, ayy Kids think that Im cool, but Im not, yeah I hate when yall put me on the spot You tell me to smile, I cannot, yeah You tell me Im God, but Im not, ayy Kids think that Im cool, but Im not, yeah I hate when yall put me on the spot

Youre frying man How much acid did you take? I always thought when I grew up I wouldnt be shit Dirty motherfucker with no ends and a broke whip The only thing I can say is I dont take shit Put em up in some concrete, push him, dump him off a damn bridge Im tripping shrooms turn a minion to a maniac Paranoia take over the brain off a 20 sack Perfect day I wish upon myself for the same thing To get up out this bitch & make my way to blank space I never sleep without my slugger thats some G shit You never know when motherfuckers trying to kreep in But lately when I say i know about the kreep game K-R-double E-P I kreep like jack the ripper insane Aside from tripping all I do is think about shit Like what if Kurt Cobain was murdered by the Love bitch Never question anything you see when you a dumb kid Open up your brain and let me in then you kill em I always thought when i grew up I wouldnt be shit Thats until the first time I bust a motherfucker with a closed fist I tried to live inside a bubble with no violence Bitch dont get me fucked up piss on a crucifix Now pacifism ain’t the way to do shit Unless you want some motherfuckers run up in your crib with a full clip You got to show them hoes and bitches you will never love em Now watch them crawl back no need to think about em, no I always thought when I grew up I wouldnt be shit Dirty motherfucker with no ends and broke whip The only thing I can say is I dont take shit Put em up in some concrete, push him, dump him off a damn bridge Im tripping shrooms turn a minion to a maniac Paranoia take over a brain off a 20 sack Perfect day I wish upon myself for the same thing To get up out this bitch and make my way to blank space

Kreepin through the plain, I got a bag full of caps Kreepin through the plain, I got a bag full of caps Yeah she used to be your dame but now she sittin on my lap Im kreepin, kreepin through the plain where nobody know my name Ghostemane take over your brain and make you go insane Kreepin, kreepin through the plain, I got a mag full of hollow tips OJ with that .32 will make you smoke Think Im kreepin S-O-L-O cause nobody really got your back And so they peak one day in front of your face but they got no sack Bitch, white Ghoste with a E to E - thats me Put a patent on kreep, K, R, double E, P Red back in the back of the red Marquis I like it messy and so does she I pull on the hair while she suckin me clean She says Im a dream, she done get the D Move these fuck boys cause I keep it low key Now Im head to the spot and I eat like a king Ghoste of the underground, thats fit me With a black tall tee, see the all gold teeth Hair long like Im Samurai Jack Talkin to Buddha while munchin a cap If you aint about this video wrap I hope you wont be there to first hear the crack You might be thinkin you bringing shit back My brain is a murder scene, all the down boys attack Kreepin through the plain, I got a bag full of caps Kreepin, kreepin through the plain, I got a bag full of caps Kreepin, kreepin through the plain, I got a bag full of caps Kreepin, kreepin through the plain, I got a bag full of caps Kreepin, kreepin through the plain, I got a bag full of caps Kreepin, kreepin through the plain, I got a bag full of caps Kreepin, kreepin through the plain, I got a bag full of caps Kreepin, kreepin through the plain, I got a bag full of caps Kreepin

Ima K-R-double E-P lurking in the back row Sick of giving a shit so I aint sick no more But the demons in my brain They wont leave me alone I try to block them out but they taking control Im a dirty young kid with no daddy and a goat I used to have love now I aint got no soul When I dream I see my body in the bed when I float To another place and I cant get back home Im levitating on no fake cause God never shows Soon as I see Miami covered six feet in snow Bitches think Im going ghost but Im just scheming on the low Ima antigravity my way to your brain then explode When I say oogabooga Motherfuckers gon jump Exorcism in the back of the red donk Im taking over your soul like Im Shang fucking Tsung Grab a hold of your face Listen to the bass bump When I say oogabooga Motherfuckers gon jump Exorcism in the back of the red donk Im taking over your soul like Im Shang fucking Tsung Grab a hold of your face Listen to the bass bump When I astral project my way into the plane Illuminated but I waited too long A little bit of wasted time Ill never get back Think back to the time when I got it all right Like a carnival in my mind Kicking it alone cause I dont need shit Got a chick with a bun and she sucking me dick Motherfucker dont know shit You talking like you got a PA in legit But everybody know that Im the king with my ears closed I still wouldnt pay no attention if you was blaring through a pair of Bose

Schemin on a motherfuckin lick, tell me where its at Stomp a damn bitch to the curb standin in my tracks Now put your fuckin drinks in the air if youre schemin hoe Underground shit so 86 your fuckin radio Im kreepin up onto the set and I got these bitches lookin in my eyes Trying to get my attention but most of these shits are demons in disguise Now welcome to the motherfuckin life of a Ghoste K-R double E-P thats me and Schema boys all I really know Im reppin the sunny so flow with a flow so cold I make it snow Yeah you talkin that shit right now, but I will see you bouncin at my show Now dont you come around when you see a motherfucker blow Suckin on my dick Like my chick when she be ready to go Now you putting your head in the dirt Hell was froze so Im on Earth See the demon in the form of a Ghoste everywhere you turn, bitch Dont you come around when see a motherfucker Dont you come, dont you come around when see a motherfucker blow Dont you come around when see a motherfucker Dont you come, dont you come around when see a motherfucker blow You wasnt at my back when I was startin out clean I want to come up and you want to come up with me and live the life I lead listen I dont really think so Take a number Wait in line Slurpin all over my seconds like a muncher beggin for a rise But you really aint got what it takes, you really cant hang with a motherfucker like me see Im puttin in hours of work while you be puttin in hours of RPG I smoke and drink and fuck and thats all that I really do Never be fuckin with pills, but catch me trippin on some funky shrooms Psychedelic cracker boy with a red flannel shirt Bitches be thinkin Im Billy Loomis and commencin to liftin their skirts Dont you come around when you see a motherfucker blow Suckin on my dick Like my chick when she be ready to go Now you puttin your head in the dirt Hell was froze so Im on Earth See the demon in the form of a Ghoste Bitch

No matter what my wallet lookin like Im pimpin on this all gold and leather Stay sliding in the Grand Marquis With them all gold teeth You can buy no better Now play the Mystic Pimp shit Think you wanna change your career Not a god damn thought in my brain cept how Im gonna fuck this chick Christina Never fucking with a lazy rapper Bitch, in the game I go ballistic Im a beast, you a beast but you hyped and we never really hang so keep your distance Im a one man gang with a Louisville Slugger and you know Im never missin Theres way too much hate up inside, everybody nowadays so I take no chances Spending everyday all day in the pad Dont talk to me Introverted, skinny young kid but dont box for me Im constantly accomplishing everything that I never wanted in the beginning I want to live up on a mountain top Without a worry of what kind of acid to drop Im thinking if I hit a high enough altitude Ill be escaping the demons that lurk in my room But I keep it cool Shinigami got me thinking that I am an unlucky fool But it aint that true Im lucky enough by the grace of whatever that I am not you If you one of them motherfuckers that be trying to prove That you a thing but you aint shit, take a look at you Bringing down everybody elses mood Negativity inside I dont fuck with you

Tired but I put on my new show Same shit but a new episode Tired but I put on ninja scroll Fuck then I pass out on the floor Tired but I put on my new show Same shit but a new episode Tired but I put on ninja scroll Fuck then I pass out on the floor Seacrest Seacrest Seacrest Seacrest Die like I wanna go Fly on the west side But them bitches so fine on the east side Die like I wanna go Fly on the west side But them bitches so fine on the east side Fly like Im on it Im only goin to the corner To cop a look at opponents Got my katana a bonus I level up in the forest Im choppin up all my foes And now I dont wanna see home I wanna stay In this place About a minute went by Since the very last time I thought of murder you can say Im gettin better with time Versace pip in his prime Controlling all of your minds Like all the shit that you read and regurgitate online Now if youre reading this shit I want you to smile inside Remember you cant see everything with your 2 eyes We spend all of our time lookin for a reason to die If you made it to a minute 35 then you- Beast on the tracks Beast on the tracks Beast on the tracks Beast on the tracks Tired but I put on my new show Same shit but a new episode Tired but I put on ninja scroll Fuck then I pass out on the floor

Doom Slayer Doom Slayer Doom Slayer Doom Slayer Demons all around me I’m possessed and its astounding All this power that I feel I’m never going back to counseling Outside of my conscious boundaries All the viruses surrounding Every living breathing thing is just as dead as when they found me They told me this is the end of the road But the end only comes when I’ve given up hope And they told me that I was destined to be something greater but I ended up all alone The voices they put in my head never shut the fuck up Now I cannot decide where to go I’m nothing more than a slave to the system They made to keep people like me from the grove Doom Slayer Doom Slayer Doom Slayer Doom Slayer Death by machine Watching the singularity get closer and closer to reality is enlightening We stand no chance! Bowing down to artificial intelligence hell will get frozen before we get smarter and— Quit progression before it’s too late But fuck the earth, let it burn, let it burn at the stake Hit the reset on mankind, don’t repeat the mistakes One day when I die I’ll be understood, but just in case I dont care for the now! I dont care for the now!

Knock on your door we leave your heart on the floor Blood drains out you dont need it no more Collect all your bones I love em for sure Eyes roll back we got some things to explore Gonna gonna get it gonna gonna get it Gonna gonna get it gonna gonna get it I see you pick apart my skeleton in the bedroom You pick my limbs up off the floor but leave my torso Invade your body like an alien but go slow We come in peace synchronized then we both go Bitch, Im the Ghoste and you seen me at my low low Tumbling through the abyss till you made that light show You make your way inside and out before Im bout to blow I make my way inside I aint coming out till the flood flow Gonna gonna get it gonna gonna get it Gonna gonna get it gonna gonna get it

Why you always gotta lie bitch? I done seen your type already Fuckin with us cause we poppin, man that shit so petty Drivin round, sippin Henny, two bitches gone off the Xanny Got the Schemas ridin with me, know them boys aint friendly Hand me a cup and then I fill it up, Im drinkin liquor no mud Put into drinkin my blood, back at the club, crew looking whack in the front Imma warn you, you dont really wanna run up on us when we vibin bruh She get poppin every time we pull up, hate me or love me, I dont give a fuck Im so fucked up right now Never gonna act a fool, never gonna lose my cool Soon as I pull up I pull up on Henny but never be trippin and stumblin over my words like you You pop a couple zoots, now you think you the shit But Im that Ghoste ridin solo in my coke white kicks Now listen bitch I got heads to shake and places to be So get the fuck up out my face fore you fall to your knees I am fucked up on Xans Mhm, watch these bitches break they knees for this damn fool I just want em suck me up Why these niggas askin me do you know these rappers G? No, not at all, I just stay up on the lower key Fuck all these niggas mane, I dont know you boy Yous a switcher up, a crosser up That beamers got you paranoid Why you always gotta lie bitch? I done seen your type already Fuckin with us cause we poppin, man that shit so petty Drivin round, sippin Henny, two bitches gone off the Xanny Got the Schemas ridin with me, know them boys aint friendly Im so fucked up right now Shut the fuck up

I keep my eyes low, Medusa tried to turn me to stone But that shit was a joke, copy like you bobo the clone Keep your kilo of coke, cause Im up above in the smoke All this talk about Caddies and drugs, you know that you broke Keep passin your note, dont wanna see you reading my lines The whole class looking at you now, you got a crowd Cat got your tongue and your nuts shrunk Nothing to say, live another day Dont let me see you round my way Riding in the donk, what you want? Motherfucker dont blow my damn high, leave me in the sky R-R-R-Riding in the donk, what you want? Motherfucker dont blow my damn high, leave me in the sky R-R-R-Riding in the donk, what you want? Motherfucker dont blow my damn high, leave me in the sky R-R-R-Riding in the donk, what you want? Motherfucker dont blow my damn high, leave me in the sky Im riding inside up in that donk You calling my phone, what the fuck do you want? Trying to book a block of studio time You cant really rhyme and you aint got a dime so Click, then I hang up the phone Business is business, thats what Ive been told By a young rich homie with a chain full of gold Still got em in my phone under Money Maker Jones Everybody for blocking when I came and threw mine back in Then back in, and back in again, bitch, dont fuck with my kins Unless you wanna be a motherfucker bit into a ballpoint pen Bizzy used to be the other dork And now they bettin on him, waitin on him Say you want a record, but then be there with the damn hating Im gonna put a patent on my flow Cause nobody at the show flows hit cold better than solo So lyrical song be kicking your door though But throw in some O and the M and the EGA Would take to the tables, so he got a chick in the mix She affixing and fixin to bounce Some think a predicament never be quick And even if it diminished I finished em Diminish my brain? It wont be the same If you need to see me Ill be in the astral plane Riding in the donk, what you want? Motherfucker dont blow my damn high, leave me in the sky R-R-R-Riding in the donk, what you want? Motherfucker dont blow my damn high, leave me in the sky R-R-R-Riding in the donk, what you want? Motherfucker dont blow my damn high, leave me in the sky R-R-R-Riding in the donk, what you want? Motherfucker dont blow my damn high, leave me in the sky Anybody tells you money is the root of all evil doesnt fuckin have any, they say money cant buy happiness? Look at the fuckin smile on my face! Ear to ear, baby, let me tell you whats required. You are required to work your fucking ass off! We want winners here, not pikers. A piker walks at the bell, a piker asks how much vacation time you get in the first year. Vacation time? You want vacation time? Go teach third grade public school. Friends are shit, fuck them, fuck em. Parents dont like the life you lead? Fuck you, Mom and Dad! See how it feels when youre makin their fuckin Lexus payments...

Pushin a Crown Victoria up on that 22-inch chrome Feindin for some mothafuckin gwap you bitches know the score Higher then a bitch Im drunk as shit That Acid got me seeing shit Driving down the highway feeling like Im in Sega Genesis I dont give a shit what a mothafucka say unless he say it to my face Turn that mothafucka to a speed bump then I peel away Schema be da click you fuck wit us you sleepin in a ditch Rep that shit till Im in the grave or cremated into ashes The G H O S T E M A N to the E and I stay refreshing like yo news feed Aint nothin you can read That aint about politics and religion keep that shit from me You live in fear of the anti-Christ rising up, but thats me Im kickin it wit some G shit Thats locked in yo memory from a time when mothafuckas wasnt tight with they enemies Put a bullet up in yo brain If you a bitch made mane I aint the one to sympathize Ima get my ends while you complain Gankin on these bitches like I told ya Im a playa mane So many mothafuckas talking shit its since they cannot hang All I dream about is putting bitches on a crucifix Light that bitch up like a blunt then watch em turn to ashes bitch Gankin on these bitches like I told ya Im a playa mane So many mothafuckas talking shit its since they cannot hang All I dream about is putting bitches on a crucifix Light that bitch up like a blunt then watch em turn to ashes bitch All I dream about is putting bitches on a crucifix Light that bitch up like a blunt then watch em turn to ashes bitch

If its in a word or its in a look You cant get rid of the Babadook You said Im tripping And I thought the very same thing We heard the knock up on the door And thought the devil trying to play games But we just thinking from the same brain The figments of imagination come alive When you turn the page Dont, dont, dont, dont Then my door hit the floor of my bedroom Suspended 6 feet up high Getting closer to the ceiling then I break free This aint the first time a entity tried to get in me Well bitch, I look like a demon And then I talk like one too Keep on turning the page And now close your eyes Thats what they want you to do Well bitch, I look like a demon And then I talk like one too Keep on turning the page And now close your eyes Thats what they want you to do Lying on the ground with my eyes wide The shit Ive seen Will never leave the front of my mind La-a-a-a, lying on the ground with my eyes wide The shit Ive seen Will never leave the front of my mind Whatever you do Dont look him right in the eyes Im telling you look away, but listen, I Have been a victim of the entity On the other side Of my door Watching you close with a microscope As you fall asleep And creeping up into your dreams Dressed like Im Freddy When Im on a track team Like 1, 2, 3, 4 Guess whos knocking down your door? Its the K-R-double E-P And Im kreeping up onto the scene To steal the show Fighting in my mind And now I have invaded all of yours too Im stuck and Im stuck in the head of my words Our fucking brain asleep, fool Im stuck and Im stuck in the head of my words Our fucking brain asleep

You aint got the spine Everyday I turn another burnt page Im readin blasphemy from another mage It got me feelin like I never knew a thing Except what its like to live your life in a cage You see some people on this planet gonna say Dont pay attention to a man with no faith They terrified what they worship is a fake Just put your brain in an open wide place Hickory dickory dock Im bitin the front of my Glock Hickory dickory dock Im bitin the front of my Glock All that I see Grabbing at me Aiwass please dont drag me deep Into a sea Black as can be Running away wont make me free Gotta fight to breathe Choronzon runnin the abyss, thru he is sanctity I can now breathe Finding enlightenment hanging up over a lake from a tree Battle in me Speakin to Buddha but tempted by all of the hate that I breed All that I read Blasphemy but it keep makin me wanna get right with my chi When do I sleep Retinas red but I Keep on believing Ill rest when deceased Slip in a dream Kill all yo demons the way I did and you will see what I mean Hickory dickory dock Im bitin the front of my Glock Hickory dickory dock Im bitin the front of my Glock

You are not your job Youre not how much money you have in the bank Youre not the car you drive Youre not the contents of your wallet You are not your fucking khakis You are the all singing, all dancing craft of the world Doom Slayer Doom Slayer Doom Slayer Doom Slayer Demons all around me I’m possessed and its astounding All this power that I feel I’m never going back to counseling Outside of my conscious boundaries All the viruses surrounding Every living breathing thing is just as dead as when they found me They told me this is the end of the road But the end only comes when I’ve given up hope And they told me that I was destined to be something greater but I ended up all alone The voices they put in my head never shut the fuck up Now I cannot decide where to go I’m nothing more than a slave to the system that they made to keep people like me from the grove Doom Slayer Doom Slayer Doom Slayer Doom Slayer Death by machine Watching the singularity get closer and closer to reality is enlightening We stand no chance! Bowing down to artificial intelligence hell will get frozen before we get smarter and— Quit progression before it’s too late But fuck the earth, let it burn, let it burn at the stake Hit the reset on mankind, don’t repeat the mistakes One day when I die I’ll be understood, but just in case I dont care for the now! I dont care for the now! I am not a strong man Im not a righteous man Im not a holy man Jump out the coffin, she wet No matter where I go, she gonna be vexed Money & bitches will leave ’em possessed Nobody eats till I’m dressed I don’t even like takin photos for press Shoot? Gotta show proof like a vest East to the west, Ima vet Straight off the bridge with the vette Can’t keep my boot off your neck Nobody move, who gonna save ya? They rather front page ya Ready for doom, cover the Fader We lookin like Slayer I could load guns or I could make money on pimpin, I’m sick of the shit that you sellin Put two in your melon and call it rebellin Aint dealin with nothin Concealed with a weapon So many blessings, so many efforts Too many question the past & the present Nobody knows, no one objects at the wedding Lucky at 7, deceased at 11 You cannot move me You cannot use me I don’t fuck groupies Put you in a movie Directed by Kubrick I’m close to the edge Bout to make history licking my fingers while having epiphany Blow in proximity multiply outta my mind Multiply outta my mind Said it I meant it, my windows are tinted This shit is cement and you buried alive Look in my eyes Doom, crude, rude, ensue! Slayer, no prayer! Meet your maker! On top of the graveyard Six feet deep, my enemies Woods with death on a dark night I’m livid on cold nights No peace! I! Sink! Teeth! Shark! Kill! Flesh! Meat! Rollin deep! Rollin deep! Squad, like a motherfucker! I see you sta-ring at me I don’t take kind-ly to beef! Run it, motherfucker! On sight, Im never online, turn the lights off, then call me nine times Cause Im the- Doom Slayer Doom Slayer Doom Slayer Doom Slayer

This time Ive gone far enough, I see only nothing It seems like a never ending abyss Struggling to find my strength, I crack open my sore eyelids enough for light to leak in And illuminate the infinite darkness The light was coming from behind the seemingly endless collage of grey clouds over my head I can see that beyond the clouds there was a white silhouette in the origin of the light, struggling to find me Only succeeding enough to help me see that which was just below my feet I look down at my toes gripping the edge of the ground where I was standing Beyond that was nothing, a drop A drop that seemed to lead to yet another dim light No telling what was really at the bottom I was startled at first, fearing I might fall into that unknown How far was the drop? Would I die? Where would I end up? A thousand questions race in my mind as I stared deep in the massive hole in front of my eyes Suddenly, like an abrupt epiphany I decided I no longer cared to learn the answers to these questions So what if I dont know the answers? So what if I fall forever? So what if I never come back!? So what if I die!? So what if I die!? So I leaned in, and I kept leaning, until I felt my toes lose their grip on the surface I fell forever Im still falling Still falling...

When you die Youre going to regret the things you dont do Bad people go to hell? I dont think so You think that? Act that way Hell exists on earth? Yes If I died right now, everybody would pretend like we friends Like they always been my number one fan If I died right now, all the real people wouldnt hesitate To bust a lip of a fake at my wake If I died right now, everybody would pretend Like they knew me back then, when a homie had no ends Im alive right now so I guess I better celebrate Smoke, drink and trip till I cant see straight If I stayed locked up, all my FairWeatherFanz wouldnt wait To try to get up in my main bitch pants In my mind, I cant count all the times that Ive heard words slur Through the mouth of a slave, Put em underwater cause a homie never wanna See a motherfucker wasting air and then Ill Tell them motherfuckers what they gonna get If they dont wanna play for the right team Even though it might seem, that they got their shit together But they never wanna put their cheddar in their wallet Wanna grow, so, put it in the piggy bank And save it for a motherfucker sitting on the side of the road No mercy for those who aint got no control Spend all your money, now you begging for me To throw you a loan like a poor Ethiopian you phony Dont phone me cause I wont be home One to the dome and I smoke it alone Head to the store and I grab me an OE Everybody wanna be me but nobody wanna see what I see They want it for the free Ima slide to the left, Ima slide to the right Nothing ever change, everything stay the same Ima slide to the left, Ima slide to the right Nothing ever change, everything stay the same If you strange, put your drink up If you a freak put your hands up If you a lame bitch better duck Cause you aint solo so get ready to knuck If you strange, put your drink up If you a freak put your hands up If you a lame bitch better duck Cause you aint solo so get ready to knuck If I died right now, everybody would pretend Like they knew me back then, when a homie had no ends Im alive right now so I guess I better celebrate Smoke, drink and trip till I cant see straight If I died right now, Ashdro and my chick Probably listen to this track and release it as is I aint trying right now, really going though the motions I wont get a notion unless Im drinking potions If you strange, put your drink up If you a freak put your hands up If you a lame bitch better duck Cause you aint solo so get ready to knuck If you strange, put your drink up If you a freak put your hands up If you a lame bitch better duck

Loco to the bone Chillin at home all alone There go the ring of the phone I pick it up slow Just when I thought thisll hit in Im ready to go Throw on my black and my red Im broke as fuck But that could all change with a little bit of luck Yall crying motherfuckers aint shit Talk shit When I scream in your face get buck Bitches pretending they dont really see me till they saw my face up on the T-V Kill a bad man Kill a better man Dont mean a thang as long as the gun of the reaper put a bullet straight through my brain Watch me regenerate Only Im twice as insane Im coming for your wife and Ill grab a burrito as soon as I get paid Mask on With a red magnum in your fucking desk Mask on With a red magnum in your fucking desk Mask on With a red magnum in your fucking desk Mask on With a red magnum in your fucking desk

Whatever youre thinking You better not say It might be the last You better be cool when I make no pass Im fighting the demons that live in my past They all coming back and Im letting them speak Speaking of me All the unspeakable things I seen in my brain Its hard to be good when you need to maintain a level of thought About sending em back, no time today If Im doing right or am I doing wrong? Im making my way to get back to the morn Im wondering if I wont be anymore Than a broke white kid in a burgundy donk I figured if there was a God then he would have showed me the way But I do not care about another soul besides myself anyway And now Im looking around and all I see is desperation to the level where making fake claims is normal behavior See but I dont fit into the model I was given at birth Sometimes I look into my eyes and see things not of this earth You talk like you in the struggle You thinking that you hot shit But what youre going through now is what I would do as a jit But now Im older and trying to see life in a positive light Until the clouds above my head This side is looking too bright the light I carry myself from the bottom Never been to the top I roll the dice when I make it, hoe Every time that I drop Seen a lot of dead presidents but not seen one alive But yet this man at the White House is still controlling my life So I speak clear to my children Told them this in they ear To just believe what you see and disregard what you hear I hope I leave here tomorrow See the world through a bottle Thats they idol like but yet I aint no role model Struggle hard for a dollar Aint no rapping, no eating Many nights stayed up late Im in the studio sleeping Time to wait for nobody In them houses you buy This life is no DVD There aint no hitting rewind What age will I be when die? What did my mothers to cry? And all the things that I did Cant look my dad in his eyes children was just some petty time wasted But now my new sign is here To give foundation All these black clouds in my life and I just cant get myself out And all the times I thought I was doing straight but I drowned I just sit back and Im thinking with a brass monkey on my side I would not change a thing even if I can go back in time

Cuddle up around the Christmas tree Nowhere else but here I wanna be Sparkle brighter than the neighbors lights Forget about the fighting for one night No one should be alone tonight And I see Christmas in your eyes So won’t you give yourself to me? Forget those boxes, leave the tree I like presents, yes, indeed But youre the only thing I need Call it selfish, call it greed All of you for all of me Round this time, I always think of peace Wish that that was something we could reach ’Cause I know this year was hard on you So baby, lets turn in and turn off the news No one should be alone tonight And I see Christmas in your eyes So wont you give yourself to me? Forget those boxes, leave the tree I like presents, yes, indeed But youre the only thing I need Call it selfish, call it greed All of you for all of me All of you for all of me All of you for all of me All of you for all of me All of you for all of me

This the typea shit that make ya head go bang Bang bang to the wall poppin out veins Break a thang but itll neva make the shit same Too much I dont give a shit to really change things Neva listen what another folk say Less he got more money comin in than Bill Gates Maybe then I can learn one or two things But Id rather take a psychedelic shroom then what got to say Sick of having nothin in my fridge but a thang of salad dressing and a little bit of moldy rye Buddy told me eat a little bit of that shit I would trip like shit said boy youll die No wonder why I never trust a soul anymore Neva turn my back like a corner in the fourth Foth down and the goaline pass to myself like Im Brad J. bitch, fuck everybody else Hey hey hey, hold up mane Bout to change the pace on you motherfuckers right quick mane Check this shit out This is the type of shit thatll lead to bangin yo head Like my chick when she cracking the head of my bed Is enough of it never enough for me spending my time doing nothing but shit that I dread Never wanna wish upon another deity when I can wish upon me with never dealing with a priest Watch that shit you say, your God aint savin you from shit Sortahuman! Dressed in all black and its dark as shit Lighten up my body, finna spark that shit Looking for my car, where I park that shit When I hit that joint, I hit it hard as shit Hop out my whip, so quick we dip I swing, I drip, I smash, I ship I love my life, this lifes a gift Some good, some bad, its really hit or miss We should realize this is a feeling of bliss out the bullshit, work this or solve this piff Whats that, whats this, whats up, what if? Its never fucking simple, think about what you miss Thats why I say fuck a hater I aint got time for this Just keep it 100, its all about originality Stay focused on the grind best believe thats my mentality They dont really know shit about me Do they really know shit about you Me and Ghostemane moving through the shadows How we get here, God Im confused They dont really know shit about me Do they really know shit about you Me and Ghostemane moving through the shadows How we get here, God Im confused God Im confused, its the other kinda dudes God Im confused, with a different kinda crew Fuck the industry, fuck playing by the rules Stay true, do you, do what you gotta do Gotta stay on my grind Gotta stay making moves Gotta stay making tunes Nope, I aint got no time for the booze

I want everything, I feel hella pain I want money, I want diamonds, fuck a gold chain I been hella faded, I cant fuck with lames I been smokin, I been chokin, I been everywhere I cant wife a bitch, fuck a wedding ring I been posted on my lonely, I been in the range I cant fuck with you, if you dont fuck with me I dont need nothing, fuck a check, I get these just for free Bitch, Im smokin dope, bitch, Im goin broke Bitch aint want respect, bitch aint worth my coke Ya dont know me ho Bet you think you do All black goth Benz with the missin roof White Vans on my feet, Im glown Swervin in a red donk Sold it just so I can glow Had to get to west coast Now Im in the desert, ho Swervin in a black Lyft Still dont got no place to go All my life I searched for this Never want to be the one that take a little touch and evading my potential, otherwise Ill never wanna let my soul become another motherfucker property Ayy, Im over to say Drop out of life and I re-reservate to the better brainwashed idea from me Why would you want to be me? Ayy I am nothing, don’t be like me

Young Skywalker I have not given a fuck since 1991 And I will put that on my life by my motherfucking gun No killer but I do not take no shit from anyone Bitch, bow fucking down, or you might not see the sun again Im the trillest rapper you will ever see from 5-6-1 Only busters that be hatin are the ones that got no funds If you got something on your mind, then say it to my face But I will not hesitate to put you in your fucking place No name motherfuckers wanna sit around and hate But when I come around em and I get up in they face They change what they say cause they get a little taste Stick to your words and now cover your face You ashamed that I came from the same part of town But Im making moves and now look at you now Hatin on a homie trynna live his dreams out While youre sitting in a Civic with an empty account If you dont know by now, Im the realest Representing FLA to the fullest Solo set to the grave, trust nobody in the game Everybody in the game be the same way Look in your face and they say one thing The very next day that thing gone change Shouts-out to the real homies that I know I know you dont fold, everybody hit the floor, bizzy got flow Fuck all these hoes, snakes in the grass only loyal to dough Dont got no hope, negative minds with nothin inside Bitch open your mind, ghost white boy with a all black soul Stuntin in a Crown Vic 22 inch chrome Gotta keep it cold till my pocket swole Shouts-out Dirty Boyz from the gulf to the coast I have not given a fuck since 1991 And I will put that on my life by my motherfucking gun No killer but I do not take no shit from anyone Bitch, bow fucking down, or you might not see the sun again Most of yall really dont know how to react When you see a skinny white boy covered in tats Who spittin his raps like you under a tack First thing that you want to do is attack Be cool and remember to thank your God That were probably never going to meet Cause you anonymous with nowadays Anonymous is synonymous for too scared to show your face It dont faze me, I been crazy Got a Grand Marquis, I dont need a Mercedes Growing up with nothin but a tree, still aint made it Get up off these nuts cause I cant be faded God, put a bullet in me if you dont want me to make it But never for a second be thinking that Ima be faking Cause Im grinding like a 50/50, maintain staying sane At the same time got bills to pay Lord Infamous Scarecrow, rest in peace If not for him then there wouldnt be me Wannabes talking but Im doing me Those who cannot do hate what they see Take a little OJ put it in the OE Dont sip it till youre ready with the LSD Hallucinogens keep me off my feet But I stay ready cause a homie cant be beat I have not given a fuck since 1991 And I will put that on my life by my motherfucking gun No killer but I do not take no shit from anyone Bitch, bow fucking down, or you might not see the sun again Your skin better be thicker than Nicki Minaj If you not a survivor, stick to camouflage Cause pussies dont make it and neither do frauds Keep hiding your face like the mark that you are Your skin better be thicker than Nicki Minaj If you not a survivor, stick to camouflage Cause pussies dont make it and neither do frauds Keep hiding your face like the mark that you are Your skin better be thicker than Nicki Minaj If you not a survivor, stick to camouflage Cause pussies dont make it and neither do frauds Keep hiding your face like the mark that you are

Why said why, say anything at all!? You, said you, know what its like to drop and run Run, run, run, run! Run, run, run, run! They said dont you say a word to anyone you know I think its time for everyone to know They said dont you say a word to anyone you know I think its time for everyone to know Why said why, say anything at all!? You, said you, know what its like to drop and run Run, run, run, run! Run, run, run, run!

Tired of this bullshit

Highschool in class think of droppin out But that be somethin I could never really talk about Everybody always said it aint an option how I could walk up in the office sign the doc and bounce Cuz 9th grade when the drama would rise up out The fuckin ground like a zombie Id walk around And people eye me down Its like they talk about me without givin a fuck bout what they talk about Said I been feelin like I got nobody by my side While I be all up on my grind through early mornin late a night And I aint tryna justify shit Cant provide with empty pockets Pray to god that all the nonsense in this world will fuckin stop I grew up around an abundance of Preppy motha fuckas never been one of em So because I wasnt conformin Didnt play sports or Listen to the stuff they bump Or rock the shit they rock Or talk the way they talk I was an easy target so they always pickin on me I had to brush it off like a dusty mop I let it slide givin time Ida got fed up Cuz I be walkin in the hallway hearin this shit all day Theres a limit that come with the shit that yall say People callin me a faggot for rappin and tellin me to kill myself like it dont even matter One day I said fuck it Threw a middle finger up At one the bullies on the bus when I was walkin way from it At first I was pissed that I been learnin to live with these people tellin me that I aint worthy of shit Said I been feelin like I got nobody by my side While I be all up on my grind through early mornin late a night And I aint tryna justify shit Cant provide with empty pockets Pray to god that all the nonsense in this world will fuckin stop Then a year later same deal but I started to smoke Chillin with my homies turned into us tryna get stoned Fridays were the days we would always wanna buy eights so we get high then buy food to keep us full I was smokin for a minute I dont know how often But my mom knew I was so it was causin problems I would always call her out like no your wrong its not a big fuckin deal I can do what I want And I regret that shit Soon enough a bad experience put me in depression wishin it would just end Used to wonder was it dust but it probably wasnt Coulda been that it was strong shit that I couldnt fuck with So I quit Bout 2 years later started smokin again And the same shit happened Landed me in therapy the first time around thankfully was already in a better program at the school the people there for me pushed for that So I would go to class in the afternoon until Im done and graduate All I have to say That Ida made it too far just to throw it all away and thats the thing Yeah we all feel lost sometimes but Im back up on the path I made Dont give a fuck what you have to say Makin music and improving on my craft can be challenging But Im trying hard thats the key Said I been feelin like I got nobody by my side While I be all up on my grind through early mornin late a night And I aint tryna justify shit Cant provide with empty pockets Pray to god that all the nonsense in this world will fuckin stop

Saint Pete took a look at me And I will still wonder where to break it to him That he was the one who was turned upside down Your master doesnt approve Crucified in another dimension, where nowhere dimension of blood has been dumped upon my shoes, upon my shoes Now what should I lose? Sippin the blood from the chalice Kickin it up at the palace Everything silent Been waitin on my execution Denyin the word of the one that they call the Messiah In nothin I trust! No need to put nonof my faith in the hands of a deity, plus They bout to put me on the face of a crucifix I just got news of this Release you from the DOGMA The Christian religion and Catholic prison You bitchin bout kids who be thuggin and bangin and killing But welcome the decapitation of anyone who dont agree with what you preach Bang bang for the preacher Hypocritical bitch, better get your shit straight Bellyflop into the lake Saint Peter took a look at me And I will still wonder where to break it to him That he was the one who was turned upside down Your master doesnt approve Crucified in another dimension, where nowhere dimension of blood has been dumped upon my shoes, upon my shoes Now what should I lose? So you dont have to play around Take someone you love Show them where its at Cause theres a time for getting on Time to feel the flow Like we used to know, and can we Keep the flavour of the old school?

Like a Houdini Im gone See you gettin played like a ball When I skin a motherfucker to the bone If he got a weak tone I see you coming at me all wrong Sit back take a hit of the bong Better get stoned Everybody wanna act strong They supporting the weak while they sitting at home all alone In front of their screen Never be punching a thing but their keys Flipping their border for kis Its just that they not from the hood as if it be good They in suburbia Where its safe for the kids like you You will never what Ive been through Cause I aint like you Talk talk all you do When it come time to do excuse excuse Say you making moves like a chess piece Better wear a vest these side of the tracks So you wanna hit a track with me Okay If you dont wanna pay Dont come my way Sick of the rappers say they got weight I try to come at you but you only got a 8th Get the fuck out my face Unless you wanna feed me the faith I dont resonate my game because of my shade But Ima eat, eat like a fat bitch at a buffet Stay the fuck out my way Brown bag boy Pants cut to the knees Gas station Tall T in a Grand Marquis See I keep it low-key Rather you dont know me I aint looking for no friends Yall just liabilities Wow! its really coming on strong... And then what you have to do is you have take one more enormous hit. 6 on a Friday just got paid For the next 3 days Ima stay in a haze See I worked all day so I gave myself a raise I dont answer to nobody and my bills get paid He doesnt like you Im sorry I dont like you either. You just watch yourself were wanted men, I have the death sentence on twelve systems. Ill be careful Youll be dead! Wake up in the mornin hit the stu zip-tized Look to my right side and I see a dime lying Maybe thinking to myself what a wonderful life How that in the end Ill be the fucker dragged then ending up tied in the dirt So there was a motherfucker sayin I was rappin but a cracker Took my privacy, I catch him in my place So I cracked him in the face He a disgrace to my race White boy with no taste Put him in his place Brown bag boy Pants cut to the knees Gas station Tall T in a Grand Marquis See I keep it low-key Rather you dont know me I aint looking for no friends Yall just liabilities

I am not whats hot Not whats hot Not whats not whats not what I am not whats hot not whats hot right now I am not whats hot Not whats hot Not whats not whats not what I am not whats hot not whats hot right now People think they know bout the Ghoste, but they really dont Know shit thats in my soul and all my thoughts are cold To the bone They be askin me when I am finna blow? And I told them I dont give a fuck bout what the future hold People think they know bout the Ghoste, but they really dont Know shit thats in my soul and All my thoughts are cold to the bone They be askin me when I am finna blow and I told them I dont give a fuck bout what the future hold Motherfuckers walkin down, actin like they practice loyalty When I be the kid thats living life like I was royalty I do not pay any mind to the kind of bitches that be diggin for gold And turn they dirty rags into riches Everybody know its the mane to the Ghoste Never been no trend Never been no fad I will never lose a minute of sleep If a little swag fag aint fuckin wit a KREEP Im ridin for me and me only When I meditate I use a way to replace what a bunny got a face or a name or a place to be Or hate on me Then I come back to Earth and Im ready to squeeze If you so bad why dont you take your mask off? Instead of hidin in the back hall with a tampon Got a bleedin asshole Better back off Dont you make him back off Fuck him with a mag dong If I want to blast off Ate a bunch of bath salt Now Im ready to bust some motherfuckers open I see you talkin all of that shit as if I see you, but I dont keep a microscope on me crew I am not whats hot Not whats hot Not whats not whats not what I am not whats hot not whats hot right now I am I am not whats hot not whats hot not whats I am I am I am not whats hot not whats hot right now I am I am not whats hot not whats hot not whats not whats not what I am not whats hot not whats hot right now I am I am not whats hot not whats hot not whats I am I am I am not whats hot not whats hot right now

Street type Gotta get some money if I aint got none Street type Gotta get some money if I aint got none All it takes is a steamer and a motherfuckin gun Street type Gotta get some money if I aint got none Street type Gotta get some money if I aint got none Street type Gotta get some money if I aint got none All it takes is a steamer and a motherfuckin gun Street type Gotta get some money if I aint got none Street type Gotta get some money if I aint got none All it takes is a steamer and a motherfuckin gun Negative shit running through my brain Say what you want I cant keep shit tame Dont talk to nobody You all the same Everybody say they feel your pain Smoking that shit dont make me sane Sipping that shit dont make shit change Im thinking about shit I cant explain Like what would it be like in outer space? Cause I cannot fight with the people I know Everybody thinks their shit dont stink Sometimes all I wanna do is write your name in a Death Note Now watch somebody say to me Okay, if you jump you will freeze Theyll say it again and again Until you die of memories This the type of shit I think about Whyll you pretend to breathe You counterfeit Street type Gotta get some money if I aint got none Street type Gotta get some money if I aint got none All it takes is a steamer and a motherfuckin gun Street type Gotta get some money if I aint got none Street type Gotta get some money if I aint got none Street type Gotta get some money if I aint got none All it takes is a steamer and a motherfuckin gun Im getting lit on this shit Ive been smoking blunts by the river You counterfeit Just a bitch Aint nothing more than a quitter Im bout it, bout it All it Been praying to God for a lick Fuck the devil Im fed up Im sick of life, watch me drip Ill float away through the shadows Aint seen some light for some days Ill drown myself in this darkness If I wake up not the same Cant count the bodies around me I think Im losing my grip I need to escape this matrix Before my sanity slips Im wide awake Why am I naked? I feel nothing, I hate it Im rolling blunts like they sacred Im dressed all black like Im Vader No contemplating, I made it But still, they wanted me dead Ill do your bitch ass a favor and put this tool in your head You counterfeit Street type Gotta get some money if I aint got none Street type Gotta get some money if I aint got none All it takes is a steamer and a motherfuckin gun Street type Gotta get some money if I aint got none Street type Gotta get some money if I aint got none Street type Gotta get some money if I aint got none All it takes is a steamer and a motherfuckin gun

Shoutout to all the Kreeps All your followers is fake, man All them views is fake, man All your motherfucking subscribers is fake, man All your motherfucking friends is fake, bitch Aye you, what you pay per view? Seen a vid drop What? About ten thousand views? But you Aint making moves Now tell the truth What do you pay per view? Aye, you What you pay per view? Seen a vid drop What? About ten thousand views? But you Aint making moves Now tell the truth What do you pay per view? Whats so good about fame Now everybody wanna know my name But nobody wanna know you Youre the motherfucker with the fake views on YouTube Yeah bitch, you do Seen the video blow up with 22 hits The very next day, 10k Whatd I miss? Better get a d-job no flow I wanna put yall in a boat Get in the SS Got No Flow i made it Hades But you best believe They worshiping me on their knees Aye you, what you pay per view? Seen a vid drop What? About ten thousand views? But you Aint making moves Now tell the truth What do you pay per view? Aye, you What you pay per view? Seen a vid drop What? About ten thousand views? But you Aint making moves Now tell the truth What do you pay per view? I dont give a shit about tonguing you bitch Cause I found me a niche Pretty little tits, masochist She sucking my dick while Im feeling her clit And Im taking a hit of this squeeze Dont play with me, please Im already If it wasnt for weed Never was a rich white boy like the rappers you see on TV All I know is you see they lie Like an Obama and Bush Spitting delusions Its all an illusion If you think you foolin put your brain into mush Im sick of your C-O-R-N-Y video on my screen I wanna go hide in a forest Under two minutes and I got more words than a Thesaurus Aye you, what you pay per view? Seen a vid drop What? About ten thousand views? But you Aint making moves Now tell the truth What do you pay per view? Aye, you What you pay per view? Seen a vid drop What? About ten thousand views? But you Aint making moves Now tell the truth What do you pay per view? Now back to the show I hate you

& SLUMBERWELL] Its the sea You are going to die tonight Im sorry to be done Yuh, Yuh If I’m a slave, just let me be chained to my former glory They betrayed me when I was down, that became my story See, I paved the way And now my veins are dry I put my heart on the blade, now I’m dead inside You see me in this house Smoking up all of the shit, then I pass Got me 20/20, hoe Making me think Im a super man I think Imma eat a little bit of shrooms Figure out who the fuck I am Out of the flow with a motherfucking master plan Im spending up all of my time Writing my shit in my life Spittin it over a beat and a mic I barely try, it just comes out right But most of the other time, Im trying to keep myself alive I dont have many enemies besides myself and I... Be plotting against me Theyre trying to kill me Im biting the tip of my gun What if everything we see is only around for somebodys fun? I get too deep sometimes, I need to cool it Just chill like I do Till the fire inside takes over and melts my cool If I’m a slave, just let me be chained to my former glory They betrayed me when I was down, that became my story See, I paved the way And now my veins are dry I put my heart on the blade, now I’m dead inside This isn’t change This is a permanent stain Try to obtain Knowledge from all of my pain Still can’t relate to these lames Thats why I’m popping these pills and I said that I won’t I’m going straight for the throat Burning up all of the dope You looking froze Said I would do it, so I’m on the road You better be giving me all of the smoke I see you losing, like I was once You tried it out, but I guess you’re done Stick to the status These homies average What the hell have I become? Heaven knows I’m only in it for the love Won’t be found without the absence of it first Probably find me with a tummy full of drugs Everybody only wants to see you hurt Far from retrieval Deep in the well with the evil Now I’ve accepted my fate You shouldn’t stand in my way I eviscerate And those who oppose get a hole in their face My soul has gone to waste Too late to press the brakes Tried to confess these sins And yet the question is: Am I the one who’s the slave? If I’m a slave, just let me be chained to my former glory They betrayed me when I was down, that became my story See, I paved the way And now my veins are dry I put my heart on the blade, now I’m dead inside