GHOSTEMANE - 666FeetDeep lyrics
[GHOSTEMANE - 666FeetDeep lyrics]
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, can't see
You don't give a damn that
I'm headed 6 feet deep (deep)
The only thing you sayin' is
I'm 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 I'll lend you my shoes it's worth it
Spent a whole lot of time with runnin'
Like a rat in my mind a rap in my mind
I'm livin' solitary confined
I'm keepin' motherfuckers creepin' all
On they tip toes i'm lit hoes
And keep them motherfuckin' lips closed
I'm 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 I'm 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
Didn't 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 I'm twirling in a
Plane where I levetate
666 feet deep I creep as I became a ghost
Back if it meant shit
Straight die like a dog on the street
Got arrested face on the concrete, can't see
You don't give a damn that
I'm headed 6 feet deep (deep)
The only thing you sayin' is
I'm 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 I'll lend you my shoes it's worth it
Spent a whole lot of time with runnin'
Like a rat in my mind a rap in my mind
I'm livin' solitary confined
I'm keepin' motherfuckers creepin' all
On they tip toes i'm lit hoes
And keep them motherfuckin' lips closed
I'm 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 I'm 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
Didn't 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 I'm twirling in a
Plane where I levetate
666 feet deep I creep as I became a ghost