Growing up in Florida, Whitney was originally a guitar player for hardcore and doom metal bands.[3] Whitney moved to Los Angeles, California after starting his career as a rapper eventually finding success in the underground.
Eric Whitney was born 15 April 1991 in Lake Worth, Florida to parents from New York. Whitney grew up in West Palm Beach, Florida. As a teenager, he was in several bands and played the guitar which introduced him to music. He also played football whilst in High School, saying he was practically forced to by his father, who died when Whitney was seventeen.
Whitney was introduced to rap music when he was the guitarist in the hardcore punk band Nemesis and a bandmate introduced him to Memphis rap.
Whitney graduated from university after studying astrophysics and was eventually employed in a position earning $65,000 annually.In 2015, Whitney moved to Los Angeles, California due to his music not thriving in Southern Florida, giving up his employment at the same time. Meeting up with JGRXXN, Whitney joined his collective Schemaposse which included artists such as the now-deceased Lil Peep and Craig Xen.
In April 2016, Schemaposse disbanded leaving Whitney not associated with any group. Whitney eventually began to associate with the popular underground group $uicideboy$ and fellow Florida rapper Pouya. Pouya released the video for "1000 Rounds" with Ghostemane in April 2017.The video quickly went viral and as of May 2018, has nearly 9 million views.
In 2018 Whitney released his 10th album, "N / O / I / S / E" (No One Is Safe from Evil). The album has a very dark and aggressive style and it deals a lot with self-harm, self-mutilation, agoraphobia, and many other issues Ghostemane has dealt with personally. N / O / I / S / E was released by surprise on 10th October 2018, as it was supposed to drop on 17th October of the same year.
Venom
GhosteMane Lyrics
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Fuck 'em
Yeah
Ayy, keep that shit goin' mane
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, yuh, ayy, ayy
All these punk motherfuckers don't know (ay, ay, don't know)
All these punk motherfuckers hitting my phone (ayy, ayy, hitting my phone, ayy)
You think we boys, I never seen you at one of my shows (ayy, ayy, I never seen you at one of my shows)
All these punk motherfuckers don't know (ayy, ayy, don't know)
They running their mouth like I won't kick in their door (ayy, ayy, like I won't kick in they door)
All these punk motherfuckers hitting my phone (hitting my phone, ayy)
You think we boys, I never seen you at one of my shows (ayy, ayy, I never seen you at one of my shows)
See, I been fucking up my life no joke (no joke)
Tatted my face, quit my job, went broke (went broke)
But I been loving every day a little more (day a little more)
When you hear that wooden block, you know it's only Ghoste
Made in the image of what they call Satan
The blade is serrated and decapitating
The brain of sedated and awaiting heads
Never to let them think freely again
Put 'em in an underwater grave
Better pay your attention to what I am about to say
Fuck what your friends say
Fuck what the man say
I been licking venom off my gums (ayy, yuh)
Getting faded off the blood of my girl (yuh, yuh)
I cut her on the face, she told me "more" (ayy, yuh)
She got blood on my grandma floor (ayy, yuh)
Bitch, I'm draped in ghost supply head to toe (ayy, yuh)
Yal were sleeping, I don't want your damn clothes (ayy, yuh, yuh)
My chick gon' to seduce your damn girl (ayy, yuh)
We tag-teaming like we wrestling for the belt
(Lay down your soul)
All these punk motherfuckers don't know (ay, ay, don't know)
They running their mouth like I won't kick in their door (ayy, ayy, like I won't kick in they door)
All these punk motherfuckers hitting my phone (ayy, ayy, hitting my phone, ayy)
You think we boys, I never seen you at one of my shows (ayy, ayy, I never seen you at one of my shows)
All these punk motherfuckers don't know (ayy, ayy, don't know)
They running their mouth like I won't kick in their door (ayy, ayy, like I won't kick in they door)
All these punk motherfuckers hitting my phone (hitting my phone, ayy)
You think we boys, I never seen you at one of my shows (ayy, ayy, I never seen you at one of my shows)
The song "Venom" by GhosteMane is a bold, aggressive statement about not taking any crap from people who don't know what they're talking about. The opening lines set the tone, with the artist bluntly dismissing all the "punk motherfuckers" who are running their mouths and hitting his phone, acting like they know him when they've never even been to one of his shows. It's clear from the tone and the repetition of the chorus that he's had enough of these posers and is ready to take action, even if it means kicking down their doors.
But beneath the angry bravado, there's a deeper message at play. The artist talks about how he's messed up his own life, with face tattoos and comfortable poverty, but he's still finding joy in every day. The image of himself as a satanic figure with a serrated blade suggests that he's not afraid to embrace his dark side, but he's also not content to sit still and let others define him. The lyric "when you hear that wooden block, you know it's only Ghoste" suggests that this artist is a force to be reckoned with, someone who can't be ignored or dismissed.
Overall, "Venom" is a powerful statement about taking control of your own life and not letting others hold you back. It's a rallying cry for anyone who's ever felt like an outsider or a misfit, and it's a reminder that sometimes the best way to silence your critics is to show them what you're made of.
Line by Line Meaning
All these punk motherfuckers don't know
These individuals lack knowledge and understanding
They running their mouth like I won't kick in their door
They are disrespecting me and think that I won't take action
All these punk motherfuckers hitting my phone
These people keep contacting me
You think we boys, I never seen you at one of my shows
You are nobody to me and have never supported me
See, I been fucking up my life no joke
I have been making bad decisions and ruining my life
Tatted my face, quit my job, went broke
I have permanently marked my appearance, quit my source of income, and am now financially unstable
But I been loving every day a little more
Despite my struggles, I am finding joy in each day
When you hear that wooden block, you know it's only Ghoste
When you hear my music, you know it is uniquely mine
Made in the image of what they call Satan
I have been compared to evil and demonic figures
The blade is serrated and decapitating
My style is sharp and deadly
The brain of sedated and awaiting heads
My audience is entranced and expectant
Never to let them think freely again
My influence restricts independent thinking
Put 'em in an underwater grave
I will destroy their musical career
Better pay your attention to what I am about to say
Listen carefully to my words
Fuck what your friends say
Ignore the opinions of your peers
Fuck what the man say
Ignore the opinions of authority figures
I been licking venom off my gums
I have been consuming poison
Getting faded off the blood of my girl
I am intoxicated by the violence towards my partner
I cut her on the face, she told me 'more'
I have injured my partner and she wants more
She got blood on my grandma floor
My actions have caused a mess and disrespected my family's home
Bitch, I'm draped in ghost supply head to toe
I am fully immersed in my own merchandise and identity
Yal were sleeping, I don't want your damn clothes
While you were unaware, I was building my success and don't want your support now
My chick gon' to seduce your damn girl
My partner will attempt to attract your significant other
We tag-teaming like we wrestling for the belt
We are working together like wrestlers trying to win a championship
(Lay down your soul)
Give in to my influence and devote yourself to me
Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing
Written by: Eric Whitney
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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[Verse]
See, I been fucking up my life no joke (No joke)
Tatted my face, quit my job, went broke (Went broke)
But I been loving every day a little more (Day a little more)
When you hear that wooden block, you know it's only Ghoste
Made in the image of what they call Satan
The blade is serrated and decapitating
The brain of sedated and awaiting heads
Never to let them think freely again
Put 'em in an underwater grave
Better pay your attention to what I am about to say
Fuck what your friends say
Fuck what the man say
I been licking venom off my gums (Ayy, yuh)
Getting faded off the blood of my girl, (Yuh, yuh)
I cut her on the face, she told me "more" (Ayy, yuh)
She got blood on my grandma floor (Ayy, yuh)
Bitch, I'm draped in Ghost Supply head to toe (Ayy, yuh)
Y'all were sleeping, I don't want your damn clothes (Ayy, yuh, yuh)
My chick gon' to seduce your damn girl (Ayy, yuh)
We tag-teaming like we wrestling for the belt
(Lay down your soul)
@ghostemane
Shout out Intuition
@Marrasfall
KREEP
@illwillsquared
the boy$ brought me to john dee through recommended vid's... i was skeptical bro, but fuck me you go in.
@wendymcr3857
Si fuera hombre quisiera ser como tú!
@javierolivar8615
same
@ariiixoo8787
fuck spotify, soundcloud dude. got all his shit, except his 2 new video tracks.
@BigPawTivald
The first time hearing this was a “core memory.” Dude never disappoints
@tristan4545
It's cool hearing how he sounds without the effects in his voics
@hiramlang3312
I hear autotune.
@FunLung1
Definitely auto tune bro