Lyrics:
Here waiting, sweat beading, coming from my every pore
Thoughts clouded, yet focused, by the sounds of the thundering roar
Time to grab my guitar
Sucky little haters being hunted by the unseen
Caspr the ghost rapper, dressing like scream
Ghost face out here swinging like a slasher
What's your
baby girl's ears
Lunches, brunches, interviews by the pool
Considered a fool cause I dropped out of high school
Stereotypes of a black male
I once loved a girl inside a man a merry round ago
In a wind blown from high above the world a merry round ago
And that wind blew and held her by
Make the world spin when I run
Smile on my face having fun
Inside I'm old outside I'm young
Gun aimed at death pull the trigger blow his head
Your façade is your existence
You dare not swim in your salt and your sulfur
High above the ruinous faults of your brothers
Give them something they
at your feet
Hear the trains go rattling by
High above you in the sky
Out into the evening light
Someone will die tonight
as the stars dive
Then sail the sky above us, rest on the soft clouds
Crush every villain with a high caliber Nerf gun
Explore new galaxies when we beat
the bass and the high is the feeling
World is the club, all in 'cause we can
This one for the books, don't worry 'bout a thing, uh
Ooh, we can own
a way
To rise above the shit
That surrounds me everyday
And keep my head held high
Keep my self-pride
Never change what I stand for
Always stand by what
[Clowd9yne]
Yo it's the main cause of niggaz depictin' this came wrong
With a spliff it don't take long to commence to a brain war Sonny
High when I'm writin'
Against The Wall
I Will Rise Again
Grab Much
Crab Clutch
The Cold Master
Move Much Faster
'Cause Mad Disater
Mind Lost
High Cost
For My Mental Wreck
Which way to the fountain of my youth I wonder
Which way to the years I've let go by
Let a thirsty man drink in its memories while the water still
And in my bank account I got a cool mill
I'm bout to hit yo momma nigga startin 2 hit yo daughter nigga
Taught 2 be a soliider nigga head above the water
for selectors
In every sector all over the tour
we bring an all out war on all of your laws
We go all out raw all over your domain
The whole world know
Sacrifice of praise be done
High above all praises praising
For the gift of Christ His Son
Christ doth call, one and all
Ye who follow shall not fall
the bass and the high is the feeling
World is the club, all in 'cause we can
This one for the books, don't worry 'bout a thing, uh
Ooh, we can own
Search for survivors in the filth and grime
Drones search high and low
Above and below
Exterminators without remorse or guilt
From scanning satellites
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