GHOST OF THE EAST Lyrics

I can't stand this fuckin' shit

I just can't believe it

Motherfuckin' say it's me

It's motherfuckin' bitch

Yeah, go stop this

I'm just walkin' by my lonely self

I don't give a fuck

Feel like Woody on a shelf

Hatin' on a bunch of fuckin' basic

Talk shit to me

I'ma take your face, bitch

Creepin' in the woods, that's me

It's motherfuckin' bitch

Yeah, go stop this

Dyin' in the mountains is my dream

In that fuckin' graveyard

That's where I'ma be

Rockin' in my jeans

Yeah, I'm rockin' in my jeans

Don't fuck with me, bitch

I'm psycho at my play

Crackin' just chillin' in the woods

There's dirt on my face

I was raised in the mud

My fingertips bleedin

And my eyes lookin' flawed

I don't give a fuck

I even die tonight

Yeah, fuck my teachers

Fuck each and every one

Yeah, I'm smokin' the bleachers

Yeah, starin' at your dirty widow

Like Jeepers Creepers

Man, we fuckin' creepers

I'm that fuckin' Banshee

And that's all that I'ma ever be

We gon' kill it

Yeah, you gon' be a memory

While I'm smokin' on this shit fuckin' heavenly

Where I'm at, boy

I'm in fuckin' deadly streets

Yeah, graveyard

You a fuckin' bum

Go, bitch, I'm on my lawn

I don't fuck with a squad

Like a bloody swan

I got that card in my pocket

Yo, life ain't to be gone

I'm a rockin' white boy

Like the bear corn

I'm in that fuckin' field

Poppin' shit like corn

Shout out my tribune

In the six and three-D6

Yeah, rocks and bars

This place

Is a hell to live in

This is it

You're fuckin' dead