Gloom کے بول

They told me: Heavy is the head that wears the crown Which is why I'm always looking down Looking like I'm always down, ayy Another year, another clown, another round, another down Another grave I dug, another stain that's on my Gucci gown Flip a fucking cross when I cross-dress, Satan in the flesh Bitch, I never gave a fuck about what they said Put a hole in a fuckboy head, his face a fucking mess Yeah, his face look like some mesh, fishnet He a fucking pussy, but Ruby no rookie Yet another God is what I fucking could be If I ever left my room, my fucking tomb Dreary wishes, bitch, I'm doomed The King of Gloom Got imposters on the roster, claim they fostered what I offered Watch me zoom—man, fuck it It's that motherfucking Antichrist Born through immaculate conception, perspective or perception Sick and tired, here's a lesson Fuck your God, I'm your God, I'm your false idol Burned your bible, killed your fucking archangel Saint Michael It's that devil in disguise, bitch, everybody dies, bitch Electric chair to fry, switch Say goodbye, then blow a kiss Everybody welcome to my heron paradise All my demons colonize G-R-E-Y, it's the 5, to the 9 We are them dogs that will bite Dreams that terrorize your mind at night, I spy, ayy Loaded nine millimeter, $uicide mind Slippin' deeper, creepin' out my motherfucking grave Creature, corpse, $lick and Plague always remain Praise thy grey, Caesar of these fucking apes