Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song маг, artist - Ghostemane. Date of issue: 29.07.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
маг |
| If ya wanna make |
| An enemy |
| Out of me |
| Count on me |
| I don’t got a friend |
| And don’t wanna make any |
| Momma mated with the Great Beast |
| Then came up with me |
| Took away the Peace and |
| Brought about calamity |
| Ain’t misunderstood |
| Just ain’t understood |
| At all |
| They all |
| Wanna see a fall |
| With a KO |
| 2021 never signed no deal |
| You Soul-sold label-owned peon |
| You ain’t never gna be a rock super star |
| Just cause |
| You pose in all of your posts with your guitar |
| Why you tryin to revive dead genres? |
| Breaking a million unwritten laws |
| And now it’s time to pay the cost |
| You rеally wanna |
| Make |
| An enemy |
| Outta mе when I weathered every hand grenade |
| You threw me like I’m a paper silhouette |
| At a gun range |
| Like I’m a silhouette |
| A silhouette |
| (Ayy, chee, ayy, chee, Scar, ayy, Scar) |
| Dickhead, haha, yeah |
| Sick of just taking my time in this life no more taking my time wit the pressure for real |
| Mom told me once keep it aimed at the sky now its funny cus i could just hop on the lear |
| Ducking the function i cut all my ties i ain't fucking wit none of you pussys thats clear |
| Damn its bright i can't open my eyes in the mirror im blinded by love not the fear |
| Ive put this work in for years and years |
| No one can tell me bout tears or deals |
| Rather spend stacks on the clothes on my back yeah i made all this shit that you seeing me wear |
| Did a tripple shot of the gin got it jumping at the crib no doutbs im the lxrd i heal |
| Nail to my palm tried to stick me on wood, see me egos fucked ive been living surreal |
| They wnna hate on the kid its all good nigga |
| Im good i fit ideals |
| Say all the shit that i think and it got me bigger |
| These hieghts damn i really can't chill |
| Had to live life like the way that i saw it in my head of course so i went and got a mill |
| How are grown folks gonna talk and cap they killers nigga we dont need bodys round here |
| We made another track let them hate it |
| Which body wants to snap ill defame them. |
| ill aim it |
| Trun me to a bully run your payslip |
| Start taxing all you pussies. |
| run the payment, bitch |
| Break a bitch, I'm not human |
| Break a bitch, I'm not human (You really wanna make an enemy) |
| Break a bitch, I'm not human (You really wanna make an enemy) |
| Break a bitch, I'm not human (You really wanna make an enemy) |
| You really wanna make an enemy (Eurgh) |
| Argh, game time bitch |
| Stay ready can't get ready im the wrong type |
| Had my game face on so long i forgot what I look like |
| Who the fuck am i? |
| Who the fuck am I? |
| Who the fuck am I? |
| Who the fuck am I? |