Album Cover Death by Dishonor

Death by Dishonor

GHOSTEMANE

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I′ma bout to put a hurtin' on a bitch soul

We take a eighth of psilocybe let it all go

Stuck in the middle of the earthIn ethereal

I′ma bout to take a little trip and never come home

She dug a knife up in my chest until the blood flow

I'd rather lick it off then swallow every drop, oh

Everybody thinking I'm the devil but I′m really woke

By woke I mean I′m not

Susceptible to brain control but I know that

She tied up a knot up in the gum with the tongue

Make me wanna tell another sicko, bring in my gun

I'm sick of putting it in my mouth just saying fuck it I′m done

I know I never be the one to say the devil won

Cept' for one mage if i′m gonna be a teller

Make 'em really feelin like I′m tryna

Dip and reincarnate I fuck em with the scar

And I lay

When I'm done I really wanna take a dive in the lake and

Say goodbye to everything

Fuck a halo, keep a heater with you

Pocket rocket, pop and hope your people with you

Even bloody red

Really ain't an issue

Think his auntie sad

Get that bitch a tissue

Heard his army mad

Like I give a fuck

All my compas pulling up in armored trucks

You be talking Migos, but ain′t one of us

Hit a fifty cell, really on the plug

Just another day in the 6-1-4

Not in Columbus talking Mexico

Chopping up the kilo then we slitting throats

Trap be in the kitchen cooking up a GOAT

No that ain′t not slang for a fucking pack

Even if it was boy you couldn't cap

Even if you did it′d hit you with the tax

Shout out all my homie, made a mill off wax

Yuh, yuh, aye

Death By Dishonor

You crossed the wrong one

Your wig get pushed back

Underground Underdog

Need ten flat to be in the same room

Pop by the cut with a stick and the stained booth

Fuck whatcha heard

Baby having a round

Po-po 'round

We need a moment of silence

Running from the piece to get away from the sirens

Ain′t a damn thing change

Yo we love the violence

Baby Bone, I'm an animal

Made a hundred thousand racks off the seminal

Eat a rapper up sick like I′m Hannibal

Got a bitch right off of the banana boat

Shakewell, made bells, hit cells

Send a rapper to hell

Broke ass rappers

Man, they want me to fail

I made all the right moves

I'm never taking an L

Yeah, yeah

Usually I would just make the decision to kill 'em

Rest is for the willin′ when you want the ceiling

Will he ever give a dividend again?

I′m moving diligent

This independent, mane

I'm in the moment with dank

I′m on a bigger rank

I thank the lord for every saint

I can't describe a cannibal

I eat a rapper chapter one

I get up on you, read you like a palm

Shit is sticky since I got a system

I′m a killer, make a million off of this

That's how deep the planet coffin is

So all my villains breakin′ law to this

Pray the lord forgives a kid with confidence

I count the commas for my sons in orphanage

I'm bringing all them in 'til we mob again

There′s no bargaining so quit arguing