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see i'm a suicidal kid with no future, i'm quicker to bust your face with a baseball bat before i shoot ya, the bbq and brass monkey hittin' up the food truck, the i take my chick right back to the crib and straight to kama sutra, that schema posse bitch i don't give a fuck about no hip shit, now this that cruisin' down the highway gettin' dome pimp shit, with the big junt in your face, them 12's knockin' like the police, and best believe i'm worshippin' the earth and listen to no priest, nah, this that you don't really give a fuck about a thang shit, with the little bit the pimp, ridin' solo in yo donk shit, i'm bringin' back that funk that make the devil wanna twist, we groovin' like it's 1975, psychedelics in my fist, nah, feel that liquor travelin' through you torso, and lay yo head back blow that smoke into the ozone, you sacrifice you soul for a cult and you don't even know, if not for allan watts i woulda been dead a long time ago, well bitch i never listen, pay attention to that hoe shit, mothafuckas yappin' like a bitch but they don't know shit, crucify yo body then pretend i didn't know, what i was really doin' plead insanity in court, well bitch i never listen, pay attention to that hoe shit, mothafuckas yappin' like a bitch but they don't know shit, crucify yo body then pretend i didn't know, what i was really doin' plead insanity in court, never the one to be one in believin' that one of my demons didn't know i'm a heathen, debatin' the meanin' of genesis ready to die, like a fuckin' swine, keep on believin' a reason to murder the ones that don't believe in believin', i am the anti-christ i'm here to put an end to all them hopes you feedin', keep it g and mothafuck a sunday morn in prison, bitch i had it up to, here, with all of that shit you christen, missin' me with your focus, if hocus pocus turn water to wine, sounds like the wool is over your eyes, i don't sympathize, well bitch i never listen, pay attention to that hoe shit, mothafuckas yappin' like a bitch but they don't know shit, crucify you body then pretend i didn't know, what i was really doin' plead insanity in court, well bitch i never listen, pay attention to that hoe shit, mothafuckas yappin' like a bitch but they don't know shit, crucify you body then pretend i didn't know, what i was really doin' plead insanity in court
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Artist: ghostemane