Ghostemane, Getter - Hack Slash

Hack and slash away Hack and slash away, away Never need a Mac, black trench on my back Nails black like a young Will Francis pants with a Deicide patch Kerosene in my hand And a Zippo for the motherfuckers hiding behind the net Don't play victim I'm the one who never got away From the pain Tried to pray But God is on a holiday I'm hacking and slashing you bitches Took a sip of cyanide, but I'm living Damn What will it take to get rid of me? When I die, don't pretend you a friend of me, yah I'm hacking and slashing you bitches Took a sip of cyanide but I'm living Damn What will it take to get rid of me, yah? What will it take to get rid of me? Hacking 'em, slashing 'em Hacking 'em, slashing 'em Hacking 'em, slashing 'em Hacking 'em, slashing 'em I'm hacking and slashing you bitches I turned my bitch into a witch and I'm Hacking 'em, slashing 'em Hacking 'em, slashing 'em Blackest of mages The tat on my face I'm amazed at the rate I've been getting away With the manipulation of energy made it a friend to me Used to my benefit and if it makes you believe anymore Than you did before you read the tat on my head Then I led you straight to the awakening of a mentality Hidden away by the powers that be Hacking 'em, slashing 'em Hacking 'em, slashing 'em Hacking 'em, slashing 'em Hacking 'em, slashing 'em I'm hacking and slashing you bitches I turned my bitch into a witch and I'm (Hack) Hacking 'em, (Slash) slashing 'em (Hack) Hacking 'em, (Slash) slashing 'em