Jumpshot

By Ghostemane

On Rituals

Released on January 27, 2016

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[Intro: Ghostemane]

('Bout to take a jump shot)

(Pass me the rock)


[Chorus: Ghostemane]

Take a jump shot off a pussy boy back

Grab the Mac, put it back

And grab the baseball bat

Put a nail through it

Swing it 'till they don't talk back

Ski mask, rock it while I fuck my bitch from the back


[Verse 1: Ghostemane]

I'm a stone cold creeper with a Kurt Cobain demeanor

Mira me, I'm no believer, but I know what I believe in

When I die I'll be sent in to a castle made of kief

And then I'll keep on keepin' on

Keepin' a dragon witta chain (Leash)

Take it back to '99 with the real club hits

I don't ever go to clubs, unless I'm startin' mosh pits

Put a bitch on a torture table, tie up her wrists

Throw a gag in her mouth

Fuck her 'till her body splits


[Verse 2: Bexey]

Every time that piece of shit is

Wanna fuck with a sacred species (Hah)

You can never intersect me (Nah)

Cause you in the deep end and I see you sinking sinking

Bring in the men to watch the chicks watch em like them

When I really wanna fuck her like this

When I eat her, you're from Ibiza

When I answer everybody in your era (Yuh)

Take a jumpshot, I don't care where you come from

I've been in a ghost town, for too long and insane now

Rain, rooftop boy

Gaze out, fucking hurt, brains out (Bruh)

Now I'm gone (Bruh) and I fell down (Fuck bye)


[Bridge: Ghostemane]

'Bout to take a jump shot, bitch pass me the rock

'Bout to take a jump shot, shot, take a jump shot

'Bout to take a jump shot, bitch pass me the rock

'Bout to take a jump shot, bitch pass me the rock

'Bout to take a jump shot, shot, take a jump shot

'Bout to take a jump shot, bitch pass me the rock

'Bout to take a jump shot in my white Reebok's

'Bout to take a jump shot, bitch pass me the rock


[Verse 3: EMETA]

Told you she needed meta creeping in the mist

Put the bird to the world, we a bunch a misfits

Smoking up cannabis, praying to the triple six

Mane, all the non believers rot in the 'byss

Let them suffer in their own piss, I don't give a shit

I never really have lead chills down your shins

As we creeping, as we creeping, as we creeping all the time

As we creeping, as we creeping, I'm losing my mind


[Chorus: Ghostemane]

Take a jump shot off a pussy boy back

Grab the Mac, put it back

And grab the baseball bat

Put a nail through it

Swing it 'till they don't talk back

Ski mask, rock it, while I fuck my bitch from the back