Pet Semetary

Lyrics

[Verse 1: GHOSTEMANE] Waking up in the box at six am in the mornin' I'm six feet deep in the sematary where they bury me Moaning in pain I'm kicking the box until I break the fuck out and I'm swimming through the dirt with my brain exposed I got revenge to seek out and I finally get my hands up on the ground and pull myself up And now all I see around me is the living dead now woken up We stumble across the ground and through the fog You can see us, see us The SCHEMAPOSSE Summoning all of the [?] demons [Verse 2: Mistified] It's that cherry deadly bastard Travelling with this fucking bat Just came from the cemetery Blood on my axe Dropping blood with my mate Never thought go play You can call me Crack Donald, servin' fiends in the night You know who the fuck it is Young Ghost, Mr. Budd According to the legend, he got fire in his eyes Demon dogs from the abyss He got claws with some fangs So if you walk around the neighborhood You better not lose your fucking track bitch [Verse 3: G Lo Key] Kreepin' at the grave With my skins in the my G's Six point star on my hand 6-6-6 on my sleeve We're gonna bring it to these suckers We're gonna drain them like some custard As I look back to the Ghostemane He noddin' for the go mane All these nights we sleep And we waitin' for the dream Now we rippin' through your flesh As we choke hold on the seam Anybody feel this spook To step up to the team I ain't ever gave a fuck I'll mash this knife right though your spleen [Verse 4: CURSED] Deep in the cut as I Kreep I'm a bad, bitch Had on dis night shoot us down like a scary Flip like a dime on the ground cemetery Kill a mothafucka lookin' round smoking larry Never give a fuck when I'm buck Throw a hundred [?] When I'm running up with the double barrel pump Schema shit you know what's up Knuckle up Find the bodies in the dump Put the saved room I'm a kreepin' for da fun [Verse 5: DJKillaC] Rising from the dead taking a blood to the fucking head As i smoke, running through the cemetery I'm a ghost [?] around a bunch of demons smokin' holy dope Oh shit, you better flip the abyss Got my soul movin' slow, sippin' on ActiVis It's the schema movement you can't resist Fucking with a schema nigga Yeah, its gon' be a risk Cut your ass up like a snitch junk Nigga I'm a mothafucking lunatic blood Splattered on the wall, brains Boutta fall I stayin at the bout a get low Bitch