Lyrics:
Shawty turned into a ghost, told me that you loved me once I know
Where did that love go, thought we was finna be forever bro
Shawty turned into
Won't you turn and flee
Turn and flee
Different set of rules are on the Open sea
We are a ship of ghosts
You are a ghost
You are a ghost
Shackled by
go fly dem pass...
Hiding by the corner we go brush dem pass...
Dem block the road we go bulldoze dem pass
Cos we ah the lion
cnd never the prey
Sons
("Lucifer, son of the morning! I'm gonna, chase you out of earth")
("Lucifer, Lucifer, son of the morning")
I'm from the murder capital, where we
bouta go ghost like woah
I got to get off my phone
Got to get your word for sure
Like father, I got to know
Like who dat
That's temptation calling
I got
for all
[killa sin]
We move on m.c.'s mechanically
Strike nerve like ghost vs. a canopy
Hard to touch ratarded fucks playing wit they fantasies
Respect
ever)
(Dodged the bullet, from your gun)
Here we are
No matter how far I run there's the
Ghost of you
I envy anyone that's never
Met the devils son or had
isn't over
I'll smile again
In a while with friends
And we'll drink and we'll laugh
I'll swear was a blast
But by 1 am I'll be alone in my house
Crying
Eyes blue like the Rasengan
I'm going down protecting my son
I knew he'd be loved by everyone
I'm happy to see that he'll be okay when I'm gone
Eyes
four of us,
And there are so many more of us
Eldest sons that must succeed.
We know how Caesar conquered Gaul
And how to whack a cricket ball;
Apart
I'm transcending
What a joke, I just kinda laid there and died
Controlled by something that never
Wanted me alive
I'm ghost my love, the host
I'm ghost
the fountain
Nasty, Get back G, Stand Up,
Slide up to ya girl go ludacris on her ass cheeks
Ghost too sick when I spray that spit
Flow COVID, too easy
This world don't love you son
This world don't love you son
This world don't love you son
How selfish we brought you in this world knowing we all gotta
Relax, relax, lady
I'ma go back to where
A mutual friend of ours
I gave him a CD
That's way back
That's like
Niggas don't even know
Well, we'll get
jane
All she could say
Was that johnny was the creepy kid
She barely knew in the 6th grade, damn
Dear johnny dont keep those guns by your side
Dear
for Cole
But I knew he knew the game, and he pulled up to his show
And then that's where we first met, but I ain't think of it no more
'Til Ced Brown
savages to roam in the streets
Live on the run, police payin' me to give in my gun
Trick my wisdom with the system that imprisoned my son
Smoke a gold
savages to roam in the streets
Live on the run, police payin' me to give in my gun
Trick my wisdom with the system that imprisoned my son
Smoke a gold
If you ever go back into Wooley Swamp son you better not go at night
There's things out there in the middle of them woods
That'd make a strong man
complete
Im one with the father and the son
I got the Holy Ghost living in me
Broke all the chains
I'm fly I'm free
Right by my side
My lord he told me that
a product of faith
I mean did I mention that we're saved by grace
That means God's Riches At Christ Expense
So we can be washed and saved from sins
I was
(uh-huh)
I grow my confidence in words the Henny way, yeah, buy me a drink
So we can sink into that thought path (come on, baby)
Dance with me, come on,
and the ghosts
Lifting from him when the warming sun
Told him sleep now thank you
The ancestor who loved you
Before she knew you
By smuggling seeds into her
some gigs and carts,
Led by some farmers with lightness in their hearts.
"These are but the shadows of the things that have been"
Said the spirit: "We
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