Ghostemane, Killstation, Omen Xiii — Pentacles

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I got bodies in my closet
Skeletons been stackin up
Ain’t no money in my wallet
But my paypal traffic up
I been sellin by the band
Band tee’s on my back
Back streets, with my boys
Boys creepin, fuck the noise
We don’t care bout what you heard
Play with fire you gon burn
Bitch i’m swervin round the curve with murder sermons on my nerves
We don’t care bout what you think
Actin tough just shows you weak
I know you been losin sleep
I know it’s all because of me

Seems like all of you been down on your luck
‘Cause all of you motherfuckers talking the talk
And that talk is so cheap I can see through the words
That you speak when the seams started unraveling
When your dreams turn to dust and the people you trust
Couldn’t trust in the words that you scream
When you’re screaming, the meaning is meaningless
Act like you meaning to change up the game
But it’s seeming that you have got nothing to bring to it
I know it’s all because of me

Baphomet spoke to me
Told me listen to me
All of the answers i seek
Are all the answers in me
I look intently at the night sky wondering why i’m here
Yung crowley
Run up in a residential area then take a motherfucker daughter back
To the black cave
Tie her to the wall she told me never let her go and
Imma make her sip the blood of yet another young dame
I got my plague mask
(Got my plague mask and i’ll summon lavey)
In the center of the star
(Center the star I speak and you obey)
Put the snake on her neck
(Snake on her neck she’s the live altar babe)
Let us pray to the dark
(Pray to the dark the light only betrays)
I know it’s all because of me.