Music Video

Seppuku (feat. Suicideboy$ & Jgrxxn)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ghostemane
Ghostemane
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Eric Whitney
Eric Whitney
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ghostemane
Ghostemane
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Creepin' up out the dungeon
Bitch, all I look is like fungus
Pentagram, bitch, got the hundred
All of this weed I be crumblin' now smokin'
The roaches approachin' the hopeless and ropin'
The bitches like roses and then I start stompin'
Ropin' the bone, better watch your step
Totin' the TEC, throw that shade at your neck
Schema boys, suicide, throw up the set
I'm unleashin' the evil from under my bed
Killin' myself with the noose or the knife
Bitch, 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 somethin' red
Piercin' the crucifix deep in my chest
Leavin' a mess for the bugs to infest
[Verse 2]
Smokin' my dope to the dome
King of heroin and euphoria clutchin' my brain
Look in the mirror, then I fuckin' figure
I'm Lucifer runnin' round changin' the game
Changin' the pages of history, bitch
Fuck the Bible, I'm rollin' it up in a swisher
Fuck off my liver, it shivers and quivers
I'm poppin' pain pills like I'm poppin' the trigger
[Verse 3]
The Hitler of the suicide cult that follows
Bottles I swallow with scripts, no regard for a tomorrow
Soakin' in sorrow
The scarecrow has risen off the post
The muddy coast
Sippin' codeine till I overdose
[Verse 4]
All I think about is puttin' a hole in my brain
Never wanna deal with another thing
That don't got a thing to do with levitatin' to the plane
It started with a bang
Ended with me facedown on a bloody carpet
And now I'm lookin' down at me
I never thought that I'd thinkin' 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 seven on death
Don't fear the reaper
He's comin' to siphon the life from your chest
Say that you're wishin' to die
But you wishin' to get more attention
But bitch, now you next
Puffin' that Bible swish with slick
While watchin' you die and I'm sippin' my liq'
Soon as the bottle is done, commit seppuku
I'm out this bitch
[Verse 5]
Commit Schemacide with seppuku, it's your fate
I hope you die slow from the puncture of the blade
If you got no nuts to do it yourself, then it's okay
I got the red beam and it's aimin' at your face
Commit Schemacide with seppuku, it's your fate
I hope you die slow from the puncture of the blade
If you got no nuts to do it yourself, then it's okay
I got the red beam and it's aimin' at your face
Written by: Eric Whitney
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