Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song владыка, artist - Ghostemane.
Date of issue: 29.07.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
владыка |
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 (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 |
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 |