Leprosy

GHOSTEMANE

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    You say that you got your own shit
    But you got no whip
    You say that you got your own shit
    But you got no crib
    You say that you got your own shit
    But you got no chick
    Don't say that you got your own shit
    When you got no ends, bitch

    12 noon and I just woke
    In bed alone, still fucked from the night before
    I look around, where my bitch go?
    Then I remembered wrappin' tight rope around her throat
    I'm the mage and I wake when you eyes close
    Hair long, face tatted, I'mma lost soul
    Fuck cliques, I'mma solo
    You don't got a whip so you ride a dick to your show

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    I don't need you
    Black mage 'til I die, bitch

    I don't owe a thing to a mutherfucker talkin' your shit
    I don't really give a damn where you been, you ain't never gonna be a motherfucker that I really wanna be matter fact I never wanna be another motherfucker but me
    Keep on pretendin' that you are the prophet but one day you will be alone
    Left in your misery nailed to the front of a crucifix stone
    A loyal bitch is hard to find like a Ghostemane tee
    Yeah, they rare but Mane just keep you fuckin' head up like a king
    Most of all don't ever trust a man or bitch that got no brain
    Bitch I stay well read and elevated way up in the plane

    You say that you got your own shit
    But you got no whip
    You say that you got your own shit
    But you got no crib
    You say that you got your own shit
    But you got no chick
    Don't say that you got your own shit
    When you got no ends

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