Ghostspell Music
Skim Basegod
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Pre Verse;
Y’all uh look
This world is getting populated by some losers
Don’t ever trust a ho I put my dick up in Medusa
I’m getting really hard but I’m still able to seduce her
Just wanna leave the matrix chill with 2Pac up in Cuba
VERSE 1;
When I die I’m gonna read my own obituary
It’s fuck the world we talking doggy style or missionary
Looking for happiness but sadly vision’s getting blurry
So I’m passing gas with Syndicate and Kalvary
You see me in your sleep begin to say the our father
My tongue dysfunctional coz lately I’ve been sipping lava
Burning like the bridges every time I’m on a mission
Make decisions with precision that I’m gonna find the vision
Awake but I am dreaming seeing hieroglyphic images
I hope that they forgive me for my cognitive dissonance
The ignorance that lingers with the people is a demon
I’m tryna bring deliverance to free your mental prison
Create don’t ever imitate,a power you can demonstrate
Taking all these vices in the dark so we can congregate
And scramble for a blessing I’m a monster or a person
Driven by the introspection feel the light and catch the spectrum
I’m dinning with the Holy Ghost we eat the sacrificial lamb
I’m talking bout the end of time coz I’m about to break my watch
Crucify your conscious making sure I leave you bleeding
You drowning in a pool of blood where bitches drink my semen
It’s therapy for therapists
I hope that I can co-exist as different forms of energy experiencing the state of bliss
Ay experiencing the state of bliss
Yeah I hope you comprehend with this
Uh I hope you comprehend with this
We getting to the end of time
I’m here to preach it through a rhyme
I’m here to preach it with a rhyme
Burning like the bridges everytime I’m on a mission
Make decisions with precision that I’m gonna get the vision
Y’all I’m gonna get the vision
This is how I’m spitting mother fuck the criticism
These rappers wack as fuck it’s R.i.p to lyricism
Niggas turned to simps and now they tryna play the victim
Y’all I said I’m gonna get the vision
This is how I’m spitting mother fuck the criticism
These rappers wack as fuck it’s R.i.p to lyricism
You niggas turned to simps and now you tryna play the victim
Mother fuck a motherfucking simp,you not a pimp just shut the fuck up(x2)
Y’all uh look
This world is getting populated by some losers
Don’t ever trust a ho I put my dick up in Medusa
I’m getting really hard but I’m still able to seduce her
Just wanna leave the matrix chill with 2Pac up in Cuba
VERSE 1;
When I die I’m gonna read my own obituary
It’s fuck the world we talking doggy style or missionary
Looking for happiness but sadly vision’s getting blurry
So I’m passing gas with Syndicate and Kalvary
You see me in your sleep begin to say the our father
My tongue dysfunctional coz lately I’ve been sipping lava
Burning like the bridges every time I’m on a mission
Make decisions with precision that I’m gonna find the vision
Awake but I am dreaming seeing hieroglyphic images
I hope that they forgive me for my cognitive dissonance
The ignorance that lingers with the people is a demon
I’m tryna bring deliverance to free your mental prison
Create don’t ever imitate,a power you can demonstrate
Taking all these vices in the dark so we can congregate
And scramble for a blessing I’m a monster or a person
Driven by the introspection feel the light and catch the spectrum
I’m dinning with the Holy Ghost we eat the sacrificial lamb
I’m talking bout the end of time coz I’m about to break my watch
Crucify your conscious making sure I leave you bleeding
You drowning in a pool of blood where bitches drink my semen
It’s therapy for therapists
I hope that I can co-exist as different forms of energy experiencing the state of bliss
Ay experiencing the state of bliss
Yeah I hope you comprehend with this
Uh I hope you comprehend with this
We getting to the end of time
I’m here to preach it through a rhyme
I’m here to preach it with a rhyme
Burning like the bridges everytime I’m on a mission
Make decisions with precision that I’m gonna get the vision
Y’all I’m gonna get the vision
This is how I’m spitting mother fuck the criticism
These rappers wack as fuck it’s R.i.p to lyricism
Niggas turned to simps and now they tryna play the victim
Y’all I said I’m gonna get the vision
This is how I’m spitting mother fuck the criticism
These rappers wack as fuck it’s R.i.p to lyricism
You niggas turned to simps and now you tryna play the victim
Mother fuck a motherfucking simp,you not a pimp just shut the fuck up(x2)
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