Deceased

[Verse 1: CP97]
These hits of cannabis filling my system
Saying: "Don't do drugs" but do I never listen? The bitching is pointless
Mug on [?], I'm taking your soul
Swallow it whole, don't need a bow
Fuck you been told, still on my feet
Even if mentally I am deceased
Pain, I unleash while the demons, they creep
You cannot see them but I grit my teeth, 'cause I know that they're out there, smoking without care
Do to me wrong, won't be round for long
Got to stay strong, release my emotion when I hit the bong
Shit, I'm drifting, my mind is shifting, I'm losing my grip
I'm choosing to swish, blood on your lip
Finish the moat and I'm still equipped with the schizo at first cause about the material
Red eyes and dreaded, I look like I'm serial
Look through the burial, bust out my twelfth and hash for the talk that bitches stopped blocking on purpose
Don't need a gun 'cause I kill with my verses
Trying the curses and house boy, you're worthless
Uzi, I purchased to make a lil' extra
Need a few more so it takes to
Talking 'bout grace
Broke through her place
Chick in a serious, bitch got the trace
Bit her leg off just in case I'm unlucky
I'm the OG, don't fuck with the buckies
Guns in, roll out the duckies
Glock straight [?] in a hurry 'cause I go to go meet her 'cause I send him the wrong [?], buzzy

[Bridge: CP97]
Bring round the hatred, my own boys be sacred, ain't about the fake shit
Bring round the hatred, my own boys be sacred, ain't about the fake shit

[Verse 2: GHOSTEMANE]
Pussy ass bitch, don't take no shit from a fake motherfucker, no cash, no clips
Bust 'em in the face one time with the Oakwood bat, bitch ain't coming back from this
Hide a body in the bottom of the canal, just can't keep on looking, nowhere to be found
Making it look like a suicide, believe me, I rehearsed it a thousand times
Sitting at the foot of my bed, I'm wondering why the fuck God never listened to me
I cranked the shit that I've gotten in that dig and it covers to me and me only
Still I never crack no grin, I'm never gonna be your friend till I'm up in the sky
High and I'm rotting and far from a civilization until the day I die

[Outro: GHOSTEMANE]
Bitch, you got no shit to sit and bitch about
Fake motherfucker take your handouts
Don't got no shit to say? You see me face to face
The devil laughing at you as you say: "Grace"
Bitch, you got no shit to sit and bitch about
Fake motherfucker take your handouts
Don't got no shit to say? You see me face to face
The devil laughing at you as you say: "Grace"