Lyrics Ghostemane – I Met R.C. Christian
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You’re frying man
How much acid did you take?
I always thought when I grew up I wouldn’t be shit
Dirty motherfucker with no ends and broke whip
Put em up in some concrete push him dump him off a damn bridge
I’m tripping shrooms turn a minion to a maniac
Paranoia take over a brain off a 20 sac
Perfect day I wish up on myself for the same thing
To get up out this bitch I make my way to blank space
I never sleep but I’ma slugga that’s some G shit
You never know when motherfuckers trying to kreep in
But lately when I say I know about the kreep game
K-R-doube E-P I kreep like jack the ripper insane
Aside from tripping all I do is think about shit
Like what if Kurt Cobain was murdered by the love bitch
Never question anything you see when you a dumb kid
Open up your brain and let me then you kill em
I always thought when I grew up I wouldn’t be shit
That’s until the first time I bust a motherfucker with a closed fist
I tried to live inside a bubble with no violence
Bitch don’t get me fucked up piss on a crucifix
The pacifist have made the way to do shit
Unless you want some motherfuckers run up in your crib with a full clip
You got to show them hoes and bitches you will never love ’em
Now watch them crawl back no need to think
I always thought when I grew up I wouldn’t be shit
Dirty motherfucker with no ends and broke whip
The only thing I can say is I don’t take shit
Put em up in some concrete push him dump him off a damn bridge
Paranoia take over a brain off a 20 sac
Perfect day I wish up on myself for the same thing
To get up out this bitch I make my way to blank space
