Doomslayer, Pt. 2 - Horus The Astroneer, Ghostemane, Ho99o9

You are not your job

You’re not how much money you have in the bank

You’re not the car you drive

You’re not the contents of your wallet

You are not your fucking khakis

You are the all singing, all dancing craft of the world

Doom (Doom‚ doom‚ doom)

Slayer (Slayer‚ slayer, slayer)

Doom (Doom, doom‚ doom)

Slayer (Slayer, slayer, slayer)

Doom (Doom‚ doom, doom)

Slayer (Slayer, slayer, slayer)

Doom (Doom, doom, doom)

Slayer (Slayer, slayer, slayer)

Demons all around me

I’m possessed and it’s astounding

All this power that I feel

I’m never going back to counseling

Outside of my conscious boundaries

All the viruses surrounding

Every living breathing thing is just as dead as when they found me

They told me this is the end of the road

But the end only comes when I’ve given up hope

And they told me that I was destined to be something greater but I ended up all

alone

The voices they put in my head never shut the fuck up

Now I cannot decide where to go

I’m nothing more than a slave to the system that they made to keep people like

me from the grove (Me from the grove)

Doom (Doom, doom, doom)

Slayer (Slayer, slayer, slayer)

Doom (Doom, doom, doom)

Slayer (Slayer, slayer, slayer)

Doom (Doom, doom, doom)

Slayer (Slayer, slayer, slayer)

Doom (Doom, doom, doom)

Slayer (Slayer, slayer, slayer)

Death by machine

Watching the singularity get closer and closer to reality is enlightening

We stand no chance!

Bowing down to artificial intelligence hell will get frozen before we get

smarter and—

Quit progression before it’s too late

But fuck the earth, let it burn, let it burn at the stake

Hit the reset on mankind, don’t repeat the mistakes

One day when I die I’ll be understood, but just in case

I don’t care for the now!

I don’t care for the now!

I am not a strong man

I’m not a righteous man

I’m not a holy man

Jump out the coffin, she wet

No matter where I go, she gonna be vexed

Money & bitches will leave 'em possessed

Nobody eats till I’m dressed

I don’t even like takin' photos for press

Shoot?

Gotta show proof like a vest

East to the west, I’ma vet

Straight off the bridge with the 'vette

Can’t keep my boot off your neck

Nobody move, who gonna save ya?

They rather front page ya

Ready for doom, cover the Fader

We lookin' like Slayer

I could load guns or

I could make money on pimpin', I’m sick of the shit that you sellin'

Put two in your melon and call it rebellin'

Ain’t dealin' with nothin'

Concealed with a weapon

So many blessings, so many efforts

Too many question the past & the present

Nobody knows, no one objects at the wedding

Lucky at 7, deceased at 11

You cannot move me

You cannot use me

I don’t fuck groupies

Put you in a movie

Directed by Kubrick

I’m close to the edge

'Bout to make history licking my fingers while having epiphany

Blow in proximity multiply outta my mind

Multiply outta my mind

Said it I meant it, my windows are tinted

This shit is cement and you buried alive

Look in my eyes (Look in my eyes, look in my eyes, look in my eyes)

Doom, crude, rude, ensue!

Slayer, no prayer!

Meet your maker!

On top of the graveyard

Six feet deep, my enemies

Woods with death on a dark night

I’m livid on cold nights

No peace!

I!

Sink!

Teeth!

Shark!

Kill!

Flesh!

Meat!

Rollin' deep!

Rollin' deep!

Squad, like a motherfucker!

I see you sta-ring at me I don’t take kind-ly to beef!

Run it, motherfucker!

On sight, I’m never online, turn the lights off, then call me nine times

Cause I’m the-

Doom (Doom, doom, doom)

Slayer (Slayer, slayer, slayer)

Doom (Doom, doom, doom)

Slayer (Slayer, slayer, slayer)

Doom (Doom, doom, doom)

Slayer (Slayer, slayer, slayer)

Doom (Doom, doom, doom)

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