Lyrics:
One, two
I'm half ghost, half baby
The fat lady sang, it was bars I ghost-wrote
Tryna make my way to Mars so
I can sell dope guilt free
Project
Someone ghost-wrote my life
I am a black cloud, a kitchen knife
Lie down in a riptide tonight
The oracle had it right
The blind man was given
Your lies made it crack
So I hang on for winter
Every year I grip it by the throat
So let me have this day
The one that you ghostwrote
Warm winds grow
for this
I don't got rhymes for this
So high that I'm up on Heaven
All my rhymes ghost-wrote by Jo
All my rhymes ghost-wrote by John Lennon
Lennon
Flow, so trademarked
Elevated mind, more grind than a skate park
Yuh, I heard he ghostwrote for Shakespeare
I flow like a tempest and tell foes to wait
that "intern" status!
Keep that social profile poppin', keep those ghost-wrote blog posts dropping!
Pop quiz, hot shots: how many actual leads read this
Play a tune you ghostwrote me in a past life that goes like ...
[Jolie Holland: singing]
Black out on white night in Rome
Black out on white night in
shit
MJ how I'm walking on the moon when I die shit
I'm trying to die lit three 9's underneath my eyelids
Like Juice WRLD ghostwrote my shit
Gave your
Yall then become casualties of war
Just call me Francis Allah n I was flattered
Cuz I ghost-wrote the most dope love sonnet
Let dumb harlet sung
ghostwrote your whole existence.
Rampage on the sham fame niggas
Poppin champagne on the gram
Unconcerned with aesthetics
Don't cater to vultures.
Get it
See,
deserve to be beat
They say bitches get stitches but I'm doing just fine
Ghostwrote my own track, it's too shit to be mine
I've got negative karma, not just
of words
And they happen to rhyme
I have amazing writing skills
My lyrics sick as my health
I ghost-wrote "Rap God" and left
This shit for myself and I don't
who ghostwrote this
Guess y'all ain't know that this P is a poet
Maybe It's you
You get on my nerves
This here for the birds
I keep a whole
You kept it
ghost-wrote the pledge of allegiance
Niggas afraid to touch mason jars
There's worse shit on your identification card
For any man to ever say another man is
quotin' myself
The soul is a spirit floatin' in the lyrics
Guess I ghostwrote it myself
Gettin' loaded to the point I ain't controllin' myself
Couple
in private, unearth a prophecy
And ghost-wrote the first philosophy
Heard from Socrates the herb has got to me
I'm nervous constantly
Screaming in
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