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ghostemane - heaven's gate has the best punch lyrics

[hook]
so you thinkin’ you a edgy motherf-cker with your benadryl
no rent to pay and yo granny got yo phone bill
these motherf-ckers twenty-two, live like they sixteen
ain’t nothin urban bout a outfitter hype–
beast, no identity
sittin’ ’round re-tweetin’ tweets
from your favorite rapper you found out about like last week
keep it trendy like a pussy b-tch you oughta be
the schema da posse puttin’ all yo fans to f-ckin’ sleep

[interlude]
planet earth is about to be recycled
your only chance to – survive – or evacuate, is to leave, with us

[verse 1]
so once you hit eleven likes you a king
pussy be beggin’ for you, i see
i bet you pick up on my sarcasm so easily, easily
bury yo head in the ground and then don’t come out
better sort your f-ckin’ life out
there’s more to life than hittin’ synthetic drugs ’til yo lights out
when i was a kid on my bus i got a bible
was told to read it
i took it home to my pops, he threw it in the trash and yelled
don’t you even
that begun my life as a heathen
questioning everything
especially trends, among other shit, keepin’ the population contained

[interlude]
the mind that was in jesus
that mind is in me
i know what i just said
i said, i am the return of the son of my father
i’ll tell you something that’s even more remarkable
my father came with me – this time

[outro]
shit don’t mean a thing
if you got no money, no pussy, no weed
long as you got eleven likes, you won’t lose any sleep
shit don’t mean a thing
if you got no man, no cash, oh well
long as you got eleven likes you won’t hate yourself
shit don’t mean a thing
if you got no money, no pussy, no weed
long as you got eleven likes, you won’t lose any sleep
shit don’t mean a thing
if you got no man, no cash, oh well
long as you got eleven likes you won’t hate your–
self

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