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Death by Dishonor (Explicit)

Ghostemane, Shakewell, Pouya, Erick The Architect
2017-02-172:46 minSynced lyrics

"Death by Dishonor (Explicit)" is a song by Ghostemane, Shakewell, Pouya, Erick The Architect, released in 2017 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:46 long and contains 82 lines and 573 words.

0:00Death By Dishonor - Pouya/Ghostemane/Shakewell
0:15I'm about to put a hurting on a b**ch soul
0:17We take a eighth of psilocybe let it all go
0:18Stuck in the middle of the earth
0:20It ain't ethereal
0:20I'ma bout to take a little trip and never come home
0:22She dug a knife up in my chest till the blood flow
0:25I'd rather lick it off swallow every drop oh
0:26Everybody thinking I'm the devil but I'm really woke
0:28But woke don't mean I'm not susceptible to brain control but I know that
0:31She tied up in the make me wanna
0:32Tell another sicko break in my gun
0:34Sick of putting it in my mouth just saying f**k it i
0:36I'm done
0:36I know I never be the one to say the devil won
0:38If a one mage ever got tired
0:40Make 'em really feelin like i m tryna dip a and
0:42I f**k em with the scar
0:44When I'm done I really wanna take a dive in the lake and
0:46Say goodbye to everything
0:56F**k a halo keep a heater with you
0:58Pocket rocket pop and hope your people with you
0:59Even bloody red really ain't an issue
1:01Think his auntie sad
1:02Get that b**ch a tissue
1:03Heard his army mad
1:05I could give a f**k
1:06All my compas pulling up in armored trucks
1:07You be talking migos but ain't one of us
1:09Hit a fifty cell really on the plug
1:11Just another day in the 614
1:13Not columbus talking mexico
1:14Chopping up the kilo then we slitting throats
1:15Trap be in the kitchen cooking up a goat
1:17No that ain't not slang for a f**king pack
1:19Even if it was boy you couldn't cap
1:21Even if you did it'd hit you with the tax
1:23Shout out all my homie made a mill off wax
1:34Yuh yuh ay
1:36Death by dishonor
1:36You crossed the wrong one
1:38Your wig get pushed back
1:39Underground underdog
1:39Need ten flat to be in the same room
1:42Pop by the cut with a stick and the stained booth
1:44F**k whatcha heard
1:44Baby having a round
1:46Po po 'round
1:46We need a moment of silence
1:48Running from the piece to get away from the sirens
1:50Ain't a damn thing change
1:52Yo we love the violence
1:53Baby bone I'm an animal
1:53Made a hundred thousand racks off the seminal
1:55Eat a rapper up sick like I'm hannibal
1:57Got a b**ch right off the banana boat
1:59Shakewell made bells hit cells
2:00Send a rapper to hell
2:01Broke a** rappers
2:02Man they want me to fail
2:03I made all the right moves
2:04I'm never taking an l
2:14Yeah yeah
2:16Usually I would just make the decision to kill em
2:18Rest is for the willin when you want the ceiling
2:20Will he ever give a dividend again
2:22I'm moving diligent
2:23This independent mane
2:24I'm in the moment with dank
2:25I'm on a bigger rank
2:26I thank the lord for every saint
2:28I can't describe a cannibal
2:29I eat a rapper chapter one
2:30I get up on you read you like a palm
2:32Sh*t is sticky since I got a system
2:33I'm a killer making million off of this
2:35That's how deep the planet coffin is
2:37So all my villains breakin' law to this
2:39Pray the lord forgives a kid with confidence
2:41I count the commas for my sons in orphanage
2:43I'm bringing all them in till we mob again
2:46There's no bargaining so quit arguing
Death By Dishonor - Pouya/Ghostemane/Shakewell
I'm about to put a hurting on a b**ch soul
We take a eighth of psilocybe let it all go
Stuck in the middle of the earth
It ain't ethereal
I'ma bout to take a little trip and never come home
She dug a knife up in my chest till the blood flow
I'd rather lick it off swallow every drop oh
Everybody thinking I'm the devil but I'm really woke
But woke don't mean I'm not susceptible to brain control but I know that
She tied up in the   make me wanna
Tell another sicko break in my gun
Sick of putting it in my mouth just saying f**k it i
I'm done
I know I never be the one to say the devil won
If a one mage ever got tired
Make 'em really feelin like i m tryna dip a   and
I f**k em with the scar
When I'm done I really wanna take a dive in the lake and
Say goodbye to everything
F**k a halo keep a heater with you
Pocket rocket pop and hope your people with you
Even bloody red really ain't an issue
Think his auntie sad
Get that b**ch a tissue
Heard his army mad
I could give a f**k
All my compas pulling up in armored trucks
You be talking migos but ain't one of us
Hit a fifty cell really on the plug
Just another day in the 614
Not columbus talking mexico
Chopping up the kilo then we slitting throats
Trap be in the kitchen cooking up a goat
No that ain't not slang for a f**king pack
Even if it was boy you couldn't cap
Even if you did it'd hit you with the tax
Shout out all my homie made a mill off wax
Yuh yuh ay
Death by dishonor
You crossed the wrong one
Your wig get pushed back
Underground underdog
Need ten flat to be in the same room
Pop by the cut with a stick and the stained booth
F**k whatcha heard
Baby having a round
Po po 'round
We need a moment of silence
Running from the piece to get away from the sirens
Ain't a damn thing change
Yo we love the violence
Baby bone I'm an animal
Made a hundred thousand racks off the seminal
Eat a rapper up sick like I'm hannibal
Got a b**ch right off the banana boat
Shakewell made bells hit cells
Send a rapper to hell
Broke a** rappers
Man they want me to fail
I made all the right moves
I'm never taking an l
Yeah yeah
Usually I would just make the decision to kill em
Rest is for the willin when you want the ceiling
Will he ever give a dividend again
I'm moving diligent
This independent mane
I'm in the moment with dank
I'm on a bigger rank
I thank the lord for every saint
I can't describe a cannibal
I eat a rapper chapter one
I get up on you read you like a palm
Sh*t is sticky since I got a system
I'm a killer making million off of this
That's how deep the planet coffin is
So all my villains breakin' law to this
Pray the lord forgives a kid with confidence
I count the commas for my sons in orphanage
I'm bringing all them in till we mob again
There's no bargaining so quit arguing
Death by Dishonor (Explicit) lyrics

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