100 Reasons (Freestyle)

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Ghost, also formerly known as Ghost B.C. in the United States, is a Swedish rock band that was formed in Linköping in 2006. In 2010, they released a three-track demo followed by a 7-inch vinyl titled "Elizabeth", and later their debut full-length album Opus Eponymous. more »

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Tired of fighting all my pain I got to face my demons
I made blessings out my curses still don't know the meaning
I seen bodies fall in summer time it's every season
Hardest nigga out and I'll give you 100 reasons

I made enemies off many things they envy me
Gave them all I had somehow they don't remember me
Feel like Ja Morant I'm in the race for MVP
I don't play by strength no more I go by energy
I can stand out on the block just like it's 10 of me
Used to post up on that corner serving 10 a G
I was down bad on my dick I mean that literally
Put my heart before that bag (haha) silly me

We turned pain into our gain
Stood through rain busting brains
Drive the boat grab the reigns
Living through a mental strain
Young and reckless no restraint
Ain't no way you feel my pain
Trying to take a trip to Spain
Took a xanny on the plane
Tatted off this novocain
Dirty streets we left a stain
Want to stack it then sustain
No I can't go broke again
You that nigga own it mane
Roll a pound of Mary Jane
Block is hot orange flame
Got to call up Lil Wayne

Look at what you started
You was worried about them BB's and them fucking Robins
Me I'm worried about my enemies and hitting my targets
Killers go retarded
Smoking gas smell like I farted
Hang with goblins young and heartless
How the f*ck is you a opp
Little nigga you harmless
Soon as I walk in the spot bitches going topless
Catch him i'm gone kill him not a threat
Man that shit a promise
Diamonds water flawless
Live my life lawless

Don't play games Atari
Trying to f*ck on Ari
Kill him don't say sorry
Might shoot up the party
We gone all die anyway
F*ck it cop the Rari
Gave him good luck call him Charlie
223s they hit his body
Bullets in the gym they pumping weight
(Haha) bravo Jonny
Pop a pill then I hallucinate
Still in love with molly
Roll a blunt then I rejuvenate
Then go f*ck a barbie
Fentanyl perc make him move zombie
F*ck the peace I'm sorry Gandhi

F*ck the peace
That shit don't comfort me
I say f*ck the peace
Violence comfort me

Ghost

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