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