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.
Nun Ta Sho
Ghostemane Lyrics
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Bitch, you ain't stacking no paper, hoe
You rapping and talking 'bout this and
That but got nun ta sho
You broke ass fiend with some dead ass dreams
I'm living up all of the shit I
Say but you just making believe
And you ain't fucking no bodies
You rapping and talking 'bout this and
That but got nun ta sho
You broke ass fiend with some dead ass dreams
I'm living up all of the shit I
Say but you just making believe
All your fake designer clothing
Bitch, it ain't worth a dime
And well I'm mad that you can't open
Your mouth without telling a lie
Unless you 'bout to put a
Bigger rapper dick inside
And go to work until they
Say you might get signed
And I won't say your name
Cause then maybe your 57 plays
That boom boom track you dropped
Got might jump to 58
And I can't give another rapper clout
No, no I can't
Unless it be Schema the posse the clique
And I'm hoping that I claim
I can't believe that I am
Even giving you sixteen
I'm throwing a dog a bone cause
I have some extra time free you know, free?
F-R double E like your Honda Accord
That the only type of rent
Your fake ass can afford
So keep on paying motherfuckers so you can
Open up shows for one hit wonders
Why the fuck you doing this anymore?
Hoe, just quit while you not ahead
Nobody would even notice
It's coming up on the day you gon get exposed
You bogus (hocus pocus)
You ain't fucking no bodies
Bitch, you ain't stacking no paper, hoe
You rapping and talking 'bout this and
That but got nun ta sho
You broke ass fiend with some dead ass dreams
I'm living up all of the shit I
Say but you just making believe
And you ain't fucking no bodies
Bitch, you ain't stacking no paper, hoe
You rapping and talking 'bout this and
That but got nun ta sho
You broke ass fiend with some dead ass dreams
I'm living up all of the shit I
Say but you just making believe
In "Nun Ta Sho" by Ghostemane, the lyrics express a strong sense of frustration and disdain towards an individual who claims to be successful and accomplished but lacks any real evidence to support their claims. The song criticizes this person for pretending to have money, fame, and sexual conquests, while in reality, they are broke and have nothing to show for it.
The lyrics call out the individual for wearing fake designer clothing, suggesting that their material possessions hold no value. Ghostemane expresses anger towards this person's constant lies and exaggerations, particularly when it comes to their supposed involvement in the music industry. He implies that they are only seeking attention and validation by associating with more prominent rappers.
Ghostemane refuses to give this person any recognition or clout, stressing that they are not worthy of his time or attention. He warns them to stop pursuing their illusions of success because they will eventually be exposed as being fake and irrelevant. The song concludes with the assertion that Ghostemane is genuinely living the life he raps about, while the other person remains stuck in their empty dreams.
Line by Line Meaning
You ain't fucking no bodies
You are not engaging in any sexual encounters with important or influential individuals
Bitch, you ain't stacking no paper, hoe
You are not accumulating wealth or financial success, my dear
You rapping and talking 'bout this and
You are consistently discussing and presenting oneself as involved in certain activities or experiences
That but got nun ta sho
However, you possess no evidence or proof to support these claims
You broke ass fiend with some dead ass dreams
You are a financially disadvantaged individual with unrealistic or unachievable aspirations
I'm living up all of the shit I
Conversely, I am successfully embodying and fulfilling all the things I express
Say but you just making believe
Yet, you are merely engaging in wishful thinking or pretending
All your fake designer clothing
The attire you possess, falsely claiming to be high-end designer brands
Bitch, it ain't worth a dime
My dear, it holds no value or significance whatsoever
And well I'm mad that you can't open
Furthermore, I am quite upset that you are unable to express yourself honestly
Your mouth without telling a lie
Without resorting to falsehoods or deception
Unless you 'bout to put a
Unless, of course, you are prepared to engage in sexual activity with
Bigger rapper dick inside
A more prominent and successful rapper in order to gain attention
And go to work until they
And tirelessly exert yourself until they
Say you might get signed
Suggest that there is a possibility of obtaining a record deal
And I won't say your name
I shall refrain from mentioning your name
Cause then maybe your 57 plays
Because, by doing so, your song's current play count of 57
That boom boom track you dropped
The specific song you released with an energetic and repetitive beat
Got might jump to 58
Might possibly increase to 58 plays
And I can't give another rapper clout
I refuse to provide any form of credibility or popularity to another rapper
No, no I can't
Absolutely not, it is out of the question
Unless it be Schema the posse the clique
Unless it's Schema, the collective group that I am associated with
And I'm hoping that I claim
I aspire to obtain recognition or acknowledgment
I can't believe that I am
It is difficult to comprehend that I am
Even giving you sixteen
Even providing you with sixteen bars or verses
I'm throwing a dog a bone cause
I am offering a small gesture of kindness or assistance
I have some extra time free you know, free?
I happen to possess additional leisure time, you understand, free of obligations
F-R double E like your Honda Accord
Freedom, spelled out, just like the low-cost Honda Accord vehicle you drive
That the only type of rent
That is the sole category or level of expenditure you can afford
Your fake ass can afford
It is within the means of your inauthentic persona
So keep on paying motherfuckers so you can
Continue to compensate individuals in order to
Open up shows for one hit wonders
Secure opportunities to perform as the opening act for artists with only a single popular song
Why the fuck you doing this anymore?
Why are you still pursuing this endeavor, questioning its purpose?
Hoe, just quit while you not ahead
My dear, cease your actions before you find yourself in an even worse situation
Nobody would even notice
Nobody would pay any attention to your absence or departure
It's coming up on the day you gon get exposed
The day is approaching when your true nature or actions will be revealed to the public
You bogus (hocus pocus)
You are deceptive and false (like a magical illusion)
You ain't fucking no bodies
You are not engaging in any sexual encounters with important or influential individuals
Bitch, you ain't stacking no paper, hoe
You are not accumulating wealth or financial success, my dear
You rapping and talking 'bout this and
You are consistently discussing and presenting oneself as involved in certain activities or experiences
That but got nun ta sho
However, you possess no evidence or proof to support these claims
You broke ass fiend with some dead ass dreams
You are a financially disadvantaged individual with unrealistic or unachievable aspirations
I'm living up all of the shit I
Conversely, I am successfully embodying and fulfilling all the things I express
Say but you just making believe
Yet, you are merely engaging in wishful thinking or pretending
Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing
Written by: ERIC WHITNEY
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