Lyrics:
V1
We are all just haunted houses
Gripped by fear and fright
Wandering every empty hallway
Every lonely night
But we are haunted by what
pain away
Motion sickness from the V12
From the V12
And she really giving me hell
Giving me hell
Look I need some intel
Need intel
I just ride by myself
you know my story right?)
Yeah, baby (show those crabs how to rhyme)
RZA, Chef, the Ghost and Nas, nigga is the prophet
It's only like five percent
you know my story right?)
Yeah, baby (show those crabs how to rhyme)
RZA, Chef, the Ghost and Nas, nigga is the prophet
It's only like five percent
Rock n roll is dead
They grabbed him by the head
They cut off his hair
Made him act like he cared
They said two plus two is five
Now his soul ain't
mind V I P
Play right now by P N D
Now you Know that I'll B R B
God damn I lost my car keys
Drunk as fuck I can hardly see
10 percent low battery
Why
still create
Believe by his grace
He go butter my bread
And ice my cake
So I No complain
Complain complain again
Even tho this pain
Get as e take Dey
Only
I stay with the sticks
Put 3.5 in my blunt by myself I'm facing this
She a freak on the low but act like she take the Dick
Baby too bad you ain't
a place we like to drive
Way out in the country
Five miles out of the city limit we're singing and your
Hand's upon my knee
So we're okay
We're fine
drip
Heard your last nigga was a broke guy (broke)
Double R, ghost ride (Ghost)
Keep it on the low, I'm high (on the low)
Fuck her on the floor
pipe hopes yeah
Thought I might be Tommy but turns out I might be Ghost
I had million dollar dreams with some crack pipe hopes let's smoke
6,4,5 boy I
And now Ladies & Gentlemen, Lupe Fiasco
Filet mignon with my food stamps
Car cosigned by my mama
Medical card from Obama
Background check for
Friday night, I'm still all by my lonesome
Haunted by ghosts, and only I know em
I designed my life so no one knows me
You won't get hurt if you just
a place we like to drive
Way out in the country
Five miles out of the city limit we're singing
And your hand's upon my knee
So we're okay
We're fine
wanted
I wanted for you
Five steps
Till I can rest
Five steps
Till I'm blessed by you
Four steps
Till I can rest
Four steps
Till I'm
(We won't listen to the...)
Ghosts
Comin' out the radio
They tell us what we don't need to know
We won't listen to the
Ghosts
Comin' out the radio
They
(Ghost)
Ninguém passa
Eu 'tou num jetski e tou bem cool
Guns estão na back e
Drive by num biemer azul
Tanta weed, niggas estão bem burros
(Hey ohh
Bitch
been televised
Woes
Just the way it goes
Tucked in with a ghost
Gripped by something unexplained
Woes
I see through you again
Your T.V. Static
to banish ghosts and goblins
A brand-new pair of brogues to rattle over the bogs
And frighten all the dogs on the rocky road to Dublin
A-one, two, three,
Justified by Faith, Romans 5:1
Steadfast4Christ
Until His kingdom (Come)
Steadfast4Christ on the mic
Spiritual, lyrical assassin
Castin' out demons by
deep
Though I'm baptized by your touch, I am no worse than most
I'm in love with your ghost, I'm in love with your ghost
I'm in love with your ghost
the crowd wilin', they spittin' more
Drive by in the '5-5, forget a '4
Five, five and another five, we get a show
Fifteen and another five, you'll get some
Oh man
Time for another session
Clowning cutting up in the studio
Fifth Ransom
Ghost
Brought to you by 5th Nation
And LSF
Ghost you up first
Fuck
Yeah, yeah
Phantom shopping, phantom shopping
Dream big, Dream big
What we doing
I'm feeling like ghost, feeling like ghost
My plug is in a phantom,
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