GHOSTEMANE - I Believe You, But My Tommy Gun Don't (w/ Lyrics In Description)

I'm trippin' like I got my shoe strings tied + Ghostemane:   / ghostemane     / ghostemane   Produced by Nedarb   / nedarbnagrom     / nedarbnagrom   + LYRICS I wasn't shit until I told you "take 7 steps back" Now these bitches throw my picture up and say that I'm they dad I'm the mac With a tendency to say just fuck it all and snap See deep down I think I give a fuck but it's too late for that You might wanna think twice before you set a foot inside my show I'm just sayin' it's a 50/50 shot at a broken nose Why promoters want to book me but they can't spell Ghoste Y'all forgot the E for every time I drop the room explode You should never misunderstand that I am always down to die And I know that I won't always feel that way if I'm alive All these bitches wonder why I don't pay 'em mind Maybe cuz it's every time I see your mouth a rapper dick inside Run up in a valley in the belly of a psychedelic entity I'm trippin' like I got my shoe strings tied I'm on the rise and now I'm feelin like I'm Edward Kelly Dropped out of college the knowledge I fathered through alchemy made me supreme Pretendin' to be a disciple by quotin' and postin' up shit that you will never read What if I told you That my soul made of solid gold Would you cut me up and throw me in the rabbit hole What if I told you I believe you but my Tommy don't Pump you guts full of lead like I'm Al Capone What if I told you That my soul made of solid gold Would you cut me up and throw me in the rabbit hole What if I told you I believe you but my Tommy don't Pump you guts full of lead like I'm Al Capone __________________________