[Verse 1: Yung Plague]
Creeping up out the dungeon
*****, all it look like is fungus
Pentagram, *****, got the hunnid
All of this **** I be crumbling, now smoking
The roaches approaching the hopeless and roping
The ******* like Moses and then I start stumbling
Roping the bone, better watch your step
Toting the tech, throw that shade at your neck
Schema boys, $uicide throw up the set
I'm unleashing the evil from under my bed
Killing myself with the noose or the knife
*****, I'm through with my life, yeah, I'd rather be dead
Let the demons arise, let them enter my head
Grey in my eyes, but they leave something red
Piercing the crucifix deep in my chest
Leaving a mess for the bugs to infest
[Verse 2: Lil Remains]
Smoking my **** to the dome
King of *** *** and euphoria clutching my grain
Look in the mirror then I ******* figure
I'm Lucifer running around changing the game
Changing the pages of history, **** *
**** the Bible, I'm rolling it up in a swisher
**** off my liver, it shivers and quivers
I'm popping pain pills like I'm popping the trigger
The Hitler of the $uicide cult that follows
Bottles I swallow with scripts no regard for a tomorrow
Soaking in sorrow the $carecrow has risen off the post
The muddy coast, sipping codeine till I overdose
[Verse 3: Ghostemane]
All I think about is putting a hole in my brain
Never wanna deal with another thing
That don't got a thing to do with levitating to the plane
It started with a bang, ended with me
Face down on a bloody carpet and now I'm lookin down at me
I never thought that I'd be thinking the way I been
Predicaments, in a pickle, whatever you wanna say
I know what you wanna say
You wanna say it'll be okay one day
I'ma roll the dice and bet 7 on death
Don't fear the reaper, he's coming to siphon the life from your chest
Say that you wishing to die
But you wishing to get more attention, but *****, now you next
Puffing that Bible swish with $lick
While watching you die and I'm sipping my liq'
Soon as the bottle is done, commit Seppuku, I'm out this *****
[Outro: JGRXXN]
Commit Schemacide, with Seppuku, it's your fate
I hope you die slow, from the puncture of the blade
If you got no knives to do it yourself then it's okay
I got the red beam, and it's aiming at your face
Commit Schemacide, with Sepukku, it's your fate
I hope you die slow, from the puncture of the blade
If you got no knives to do it yourself then it's okay
I got the red beam, and it's aiming at your face
Seppuku