Don't believe a word they say they're lying to your face
I hate you motha fu*kas stay away I need my space
b*tch I'm bout to go ghost
And grow cold
To these motha fu*kas
No soul, from Roanoke
Bring the demolition
Snatch yo, soul
Lil wendigo
Heart of, coal
Hellhound to the fu*kin core
Always incognito you can't track my IP
Brought forth cataclysm When the gods designed me
I see, why all these motha fu*kas all despise me
I'm bout to kick back roll one up and smoke until my eyes bleed
Rippin the stones off your fortress
Put a shell to your back like a tortoise
See everything feel like Im Horus
Leavin bloodstains on your floor b*tch
Spreading my wings call me moltress
Raining the fire on your home b*tch
Uppercut send you to orbit
Swallow the end of my sword b*tch
Carvin the number of days
Inside of my coffin I'm locked in my grave
I rot to the core I cannot be saved
Slitting your throat and it's back to the cave
My enemies call me the ghost
Don't hear a thing as I walk through your home
Sword on my back and a blade in my throat
Get dragged by your ankles till i break your bones
All of this hate in my heart
Sittin back Thinking like when did it start
Thee events in my past and how they played part
I think I was doomed from the start, doomed from the start
Trail of bodys I left in the snow
Tellin you that I'm so sick of you hoes
Ain't got time for this sh*t and I'm letting you know
That I'm bout to...
b*tch I'm bout to go ghost
And grow cold
To these motha fu*kas
No soul, from Roanoke
Bring the demolition
Snatch yo, soul
Lil wendigo
Heart of, coal
Hellhound to the fu*kin core