Pouya, GHOSTEMANE - Cyanide

[Intro] MTM, hit em with the heat! [Chorus: Ghostemane] Cut my neck, the blood fresh Got a check, still depressed Been a mess, fuck stress What next? Take a guess Cyanide on my breath, on my breath, on my breath Cut my neck, the blood fresh Got a check, still depressed Been a mess, fuck stress What next? Take a guess Cyanide on my breath, on my breath [Verse 1: Pouya] Know your setup, I know you fed up Release the lead from the nine, Columbine Don't get up, I got a vendetta I got depressed and I never got better You get on my level, don't be pushing me, pressing me I got a Big Mac and is next to me And I got a fat bitch on that ecstasy I top on the bread like it’s sesame They want the recipe for success And now they after me 'Cause I got the masterpiece Used to, used to laugh at me And now they gassin' me, dappin’ me Up in front of my family because they aren't no masterpiece [Verse 2: Ghostemane] I think I’m next up in the 27 club I've been too fucked up, serotonin 'bout done Every night been ending with me biting on my gun I know you say you love me but you make me wanna jump Off of the ledge I’m eleven stories up and thinking about how my momma would feel if I jumped But now it’s not enough for me to stop how I feel about ending it all I'ma jump (Jump!), jump (Jump!) Ready to die but Wavy saved me I guess I’ll live to see another day not splattering all over pavement (Lay me in) [Chorus: Ghostemane] Cut my neck, the blood fresh Got a check, still depressed Been a mess, fuck stress What next? Take a guess Cyanide on my breath, on my breath, on my breath Cut my neck, the blood fresh Got a check, still depressed Been a mess, fuck stress What next? Take a guess Cyanide on my breath, on my breath