Deathwrap - Ghostemane

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 were 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 neva stops

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 were 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 neva stops

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 with nobody cause nobody stay watchin my 6

I’m puttin up nobody on a pedestal nobody my click

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

And you won’t see me in a cemetery that’s were 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 neva stops

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 with nobody cause nobody stay watchin my 6

I’m puttin up nobody on a pedestal nobody my click

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 pulla cobaine

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 mo to life than bein 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