GHOSTEMANE - Deathwrap lyrics
[GHOSTEMANE - Deathwrap lyrics]
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 it's a game
Until a pussy Mothafucka witta gun go insane
And you won't see me in a
Cemetery that's where I came from
I ain't 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
And 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 it's a game
Until a pussy Mothafucka witta gun go insane
And bitch I'm schemin like a mothafuckin
Villain you claimin you killin
Neva be seein the gats or the
Bodies you claim in yo lyrics
Y'all mothafuckas don't 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 cause
Nobody stay watchin my 6
I'm puttin up nobody on a
Pedestal nobody my clique
I'm 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 it's a game
Until a pussy Mothafucka witta gun go insane
Shouts out to all the Kreeps, shouts out to
The motherfuckin' Hypebeasts talking
Shit on me, talking shit on
Schema the Posse bitch
To you motherfuckers on my
Page, talk all that shit on the web, bitch
Schemin like a mothafuckin villain
You claimin you killin
Neva be seein the gats or the
Bodies you claim in yo lyrics
Y'all mothafuckas don't 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 cause
Nobody stay watchin my 6
I'm puttin up nobody on a
Pedestal nobody my clique
I'm 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 ain't did a thang
Since I been locked up in this room
With not a thang, 'cept a shotty on my side
2 shells on my bedside table
Might pull a Cobain
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 more to life than being pissed off
And alone in my mind with
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 wouldn't know shit
About how a real Mothafucka zonin
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 it's a game
Until a pussy Mothafucka witta gun go insane
And you won't see me in a
Cemetery that's where I came from
I ain't 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
And 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 it's a game
Until a pussy Mothafucka witta gun go insane
And bitch I'm schemin like a mothafuckin
Villain you claimin you killin
Neva be seein the gats or the
Bodies you claim in yo lyrics
Y'all mothafuckas don't 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 cause
Nobody stay watchin my 6
I'm puttin up nobody on a
Pedestal nobody my clique
I'm 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 it's a game
Until a pussy Mothafucka witta gun go insane
Shouts out to all the Kreeps, shouts out to
The motherfuckin' Hypebeasts talking
Shit on me, talking shit on
Schema the Posse bitch
To you motherfuckers on my
Page, talk all that shit on the web, bitch
Schemin like a mothafuckin villain
You claimin you killin
Neva be seein the gats or the
Bodies you claim in yo lyrics
Y'all mothafuckas don't 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 cause
Nobody stay watchin my 6
I'm puttin up nobody on a
Pedestal nobody my clique
I'm 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 ain't did a thang
Since I been locked up in this room
With not a thang, 'cept a shotty on my side
2 shells on my bedside table
Might pull a Cobain
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 more to life than being pissed off
And alone in my mind with
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 wouldn't know shit
About how a real Mothafucka zonin