Lord (feat. Scarlxrd)

GHOSTEMANE

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    God, I ain't got no time for conversations with your God
    This here simulation always twisted, it's so fucked
    I know I lack patience, it's a trait I’d wish would rot
    Stuck beside the faceless, swear to God, I've had enough
    I gotta focus on me, told you I hold it discrete
    I'm evolving controlling the speed
    They know that Scar is a beast
    I'm revolving my thoughts for the cheap
    Stacks on me, tell you some facts on beats
    Got a few tats, in fact I'm the last of the free
    LXRDMAGE gang till there ain't no path on my feet

    What you get when you mess with the best
    Say less, matter fact, take a guess
    Either way, either way, left with the rest
    Won't forget when you tried to gimme the kiss of death
    2017, tryna make sign a mess
    Now you motherfuckers couldn't catch up if I stopped to rest
    Best of luck I know you need it all Law
    Suited up and drowning in the wake of something you think you helped create

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    Fuck the suppressants, don't need no prescription
    I'm lifted enough on my tangled ambitions
    I killed myself so many times in the past
    I don't know who I am but I'm still on the mission
    They hate pace when the pace get's great
    Leveled up a level just by hiding my face
    Show me your mental but there's a time and a place
    Creeping on the devil with a 9 to his face

    Did it all with a whole lot of work
    But I really gotta admit it a minimal effort
    Is needed to generate a hate or love
    That some of the most plaguing daily creators are treating
    As one in the same long as it’s keeping a name
    In the brains of the games
    Most dedicated donators, haters, lovers all the same

    What the fuck? Line them all up
    One by one, I'll slaughter them
    Let it fall to ash, let the hope pass
    Keep it in check with the foot on the gas, see it fly past
    Never been following rules, nigga, fuck that
    I'm doing this shit with the gang, we can't fall back
    Put 'em under another one of the hundred and one thumbs
    Times up bitch, say anything
    Pick your poison, drink it up boys

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