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I been goin Hard cus I was Born 2 Lose (BORN TO LOSE)
I been goin Hard cus I got nun 2 Lose (NUN TO LOSE)
I been flexin Hard my Louis moon Boots (LOUIS MOON BOOTS)
I been gettin guap cus I was born 2 Lose (I WAS BORN TO LOSE)
I been goin Hard cus I was Born 2 Lose (BORN TO LOSE)
I been goin Hard cus I got nun 2 Lose (NUN TO LOSE)
I been flexin Hard my Louis moon Boots (LOUIS MOON BOOTS)
I been gettin guap cus I was born 2 Lose (I WAS BORN TO LOSE)
I been flexin in my chrome heart Boots
I been Flexin In Balenciaga Boots
U can flex on me I got Nun 2 Prove
But b careful Boy cus I might Flex on U
I tote 2 Knives I feel like chucky
I get dumb cheese i Aint no Chucky
♥♥♥♥♥ im pure & dumb i feel Like Wall-E
Im off 2 pink pills they 20s

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I'm the Wickerman, I am made of pain
Runnin' up a hill in the rain
Got red dot pointed at your brain
Ghost Mountain gon' keep it in range
Wickerman, I am made of pain
I'm the wagoner, creepin' down the way
Trench knife, got the wartime blade
Sematary gon' put you in the grave

[Verse 1: Ghost Mountain]
Living out a hearse, come ride with me
Cry out my name from the trees
Scars on me, call it surgery
Hit the lights, no emergency
I'll fly with you
Pins and needles fill my room
Tryna feel nothing
Take me out and show me pain

[Chorus: Ghost Mountain & Sematary]
I'm the Wickerman, I am made of pain
Runnin' up a hill in the rain
Got red dot pointed at your brain
Ghost Mountain gon' keep it in range
Wickerman, I am made of pain (Ahh)
I'm the wagoner, creepin' down the way
Trench knife, got the wartime blade (Ahhhh)
Sematary gon' put you in the grave