Gloom lyrics

[Verse 1]
'Nother day, another dollar
Treat this sh*t like I'm blue collar
Never had a bit of drama
Never had no f*ckin' problems
I been doin' this since I was spittin' sh*t on burnt CDs
No MP3, just Dial-Up, an old PC, it's only me

[Hook]
I'm 'bout it
Say you goin' harder than me
Well b*tch I doubt it
I make twenty songs in a week
Lil' boy go count it
Say you goin' harder than me
Well b*tch I doubt it
Saw you got too lost in the sauce
You can't reroute it

[Verse 2]
Mister manic murder man
You better get a further plan
I'm livin' in the haunted woods
You livin' out in Hollywood
I'm talkin' to the witches now
I'm callin' all you b*tches now
I'm makin' better music in a town of less than two thou'
Mmmh
Really shouldn't walk through the woods in the nighttime
Full moon and I feel it's thе right time

You are officially tuned into Rеaper Radio
All the vibes for your demise

[Hook]
'Bout it
Say you goin' harder than me
Well b*tch I doubt it
I make twenty songs in a week
Lil' boy go count it
Say you goin' harder than me
Well b*tch I doubt it
Saw you got too lost in the sauce
You can't reroute it

[Outro]
R to the E to the A, to the P to the E to the R
To the R to the E to the A, to the P to the E to the R
The Cult of the Reaper saved me
May any opposition rest in peace