Testo Plague Doctor Mask - Ghostemane
Testo della canzone Plague Doctor Mask (Ghostemane), tratta dall'album For the Aspiring Occultist
Look 'em in the face say rest in peace
Blood on ya mouth and ya spittin' out teeth
Now you tryna be tight when you used to wanna to beef
If you ain't gon' fess, muhfucka don't speak
Gotta whole lotta ex teammates, I'm a cremate
Stompin' and pissin' and spittin' all over yo' remains
I'm a dirty young kreep
Fucked in the brain, and I'm in ya back seat
Don't give a motherfuck, what they say about me
Weak ass bitch livin' on IG
Suck another rapper dick like a real wannabe
You should get a life of your own maybe
See, I'm really on some other shit hoe don't twist
Everybody thinkin' they can spit like this
Put 'em all in a coffin and I'ma 'bout to hit the nail on
The head and bury these motherfuckers in they own shit
Put 'em in a hole in the ground
(Tired of this bullshit, now I'm on the down low)
(Creeping while you sleeping, trick or treating with my lights low)
Put 'em in a hole in the ground
(Tired of this bullshit, now I'm on the down low)
(Creeping while you sleeping, trick or treating with my lights low)
Put 'em in a hole in the ground
(Tired of this bullshit, now I'm on the down low)
(Creeping while you sleeping, trick or treating with my lights low)
Put 'em in a hole in the ground
(Tired of this bullshit, now I'm on the down low)
(Creeping while you sleeping, trick or treating with my lights low)
Put 'em in a hole in the ground
Groundin' myself with my own two feet down on
The flo see the dirt in between all my toes
Thinkin' 'bout shit that I know that I shouldn't be thinkin' about
But it come and it go
Should I be doin' more with the gift that I was given by Buddha and all his disciples
Some of the time I be thinkin' so much that it lead me to biting the tip of my rifle
But I really got say
That at the end of the day when I got my Henny or Corona
And kick back and think back
Fuck, I wouldn't change a thang
And I'm a lucky mothafucka with a lot on my plate
And now I'm in the game, we shoot the shit about the same thing
The schema da posse puttin' on fa my name
And when I look around the underground
Shits the same, maybe one day you'll think outside the box
Put 'em in a hole in the ground
(Tired of this bullshit, now I'm on the down low)
(Creeping while you sleeping, trick or treating with my lights low)
Put 'em in a hole in the ground
(Tired of this bullshit, now I'm on the down low)
(Creeping while you sleeping, trick or treating with my lights low)
Put 'em in a hole in the ground
(Tired of this bullshit, now I'm on the down low)
(Creeping while you sleeping, trick or treating with my lights low)
Put 'em in a hole in the ground
(Tired of this bullshit, now I'm on the down low)
(Creeping while you sleeping, trick or treating with my lights low)
Put 'em in a hole in the ground
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Writer(s): Eric Whitney
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