GAME STATE

And I'm plagued
My visions plagued
I'm bout to break
For the sake
Of prison blades
They call me hate (x2)

And I'm plagued
My visions plagued
I'm bout to break
For the sake
Of prison blades
They call me hate
All the fakes say pull the breaks
I'm about to rake
All the lames say fuck the fame
I'm about the (game) x2)

Bloody murder, sacred thunder
Save your hate for me forever
Balling louder, shoot the mortar
Can you hang with us together?
Biblical and cynical, I'm falling
Holding on a tether
All you fucking fakes keep screaming
I might just come change the weather
Bitch you can't see what I'm dreaming
Struggling to stay alive
Break your knees just so you see us
Talking to that 45
If you wanna feel the hatred
Leave your life and overdrive
Every fucking time you shoot your shit, cause you can't stay alive

I don't know these people
They keep coming for that sacred trial
Can you keep your mouth shut long enough so I can stay a while
All these fucking feelings never go away just take this vial
Get your shit together can't you see how fucked my state is now?
Body now on body bodies falling you ain't shit for us
Just some peasant little slave you never wanna bring your thoughts
Flames and tidal waves come forth and wash away this little fuck
Creeping thoughts take over you ain't shit come forth and test your luck

And I'm plagued
My visions plagued
I'm bout to break
For the sake
Of prison blades
They call me hate
All the fakes say pull the breaks
I'm about to rake
All the lames say fuck the fame
I'm about the game, I'm about the game

And I'm plagued
My visions plagued
I'm bout to break
For the sake
Of prison blades
They call me hate (x3)
All the fakes say pull the breaks
I'm about to rake
All the lames say fuck the fame
I'm about the game
(they got it, they got it)

They got it
And all my servants they keep dying
Imma find him and take his body
Look at what I'm writing
Can you speak or is mouth shut
Now that you can't fight it?
Can you kill me are you strong enough
I know you can't hide it
I won't lie I'm a god now
Can you comprehend
I won't lie I'm a lord how?
All you fuckers can't relate
Dissapear I'll mutilate
I ain't fucking fake
Dissapear I'd come and take
But my thoughts are fucking plagued

And I'm plagued
My visions plagued
I'm bout to break
For the sake
Of prison blades
They call me hate x2)