2000 Rounds (Explicit) - Ghostemane/Pouya

Flex go off

Another thousand at your face

You gon' remember me

Better run and hide no one's safe

You are no friend of me

Blackmage and Buffet the sets everything else

Gonna get a dagger up in your chest

Summoning Baphomet I met him then I jump to my death

Swangin' like an orangutan

Blood stains gon' hit the floor

I broke my nose and forgot my name

And who the f**k gon' take me home

Lost my phone in the pit swang and I miss

Kicked in the jaw for flaming a b***h

My eyes twitching from the blood dripping

Hundred one thugs and they roll with me

Got a mini MAC in the Cadillac

With a thousand rounds that'Il send you back

To your granny's house with ya panties out

Got you looking like a f**king faggot now

You can't hang with me

Stay low-key that's my mystique

Grew a tree and bought a hammock just to hang my feet

I thought Iid be dead by now

Comin' up and never going back

Never going back to when nobody had my back

Still I won't crack a smile until the pain hits the brakes

And just eases up off of me

Let me breathe

Let me breathe

Why can I not keep up with

All of the self-deprecation brain fading

Leave me to die on the pavement I never wanted this

I f**ked that b***h 'til

She bled on me under the trees at night

Dirt all on her hands and feet

Then left her red on read alone like she found me

I'm cursed to die alone

I think I hear my daddy callin' me

Another thousand at your face

You gon' remember me

Better run and hide no one's safe

You are no friend of me

Blackmage and Buffet the sets everything else

Gonna get a dagger up in your chest

Summoning Baphomet I met him then I jump to my death