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ahead while these kids trying to buffer
cte 'em rappers up, now they calling me Godzilla
Na only bone remain, I'm surrounded by cadavers
Throw 'em off

into sources that make it go instant,
Ultra,
Move like a ghost, go get it, go getta like Goku,
Mantras we speak, that's the go to,
Inner we seek, that's

you can stomach the pain
Remember as kids we used to be
Roaming the streets
All of those nights that I couldn't sleep
Now I'm just steadily working

down by the races
And in other desperate places
Helping rich men part with payslips
On the prayer they'd get it back

Down in Flea Street he first met

the reason I don't feel shit
Realness
Pushin me to lose all of my feelings
Will this
Ever get me far inside the life I'm tryna live
Since a kid
Ive been

Reflexions of the Disillusioned


By Jeff Knight











Dedicated in loving memory to Jerry Wayne Smith and Willie Mae Smith
“You courageously

ch vet /Got me at his neck /
Put on out trench/heard she from da sticks /
Baled headed & thick /Took her to 0 /
She got fuck by von /It was her and him

and turning lights out
Someone dropped a binky on the floor by the couch
Sitting at the table in the dark with a drink
My father's ghost was here I think

The pigs come with their sirens 
That's my cue gotta go 
Then hide under my bed like a scared kid saw a ghost     

         Chorus

 Now what you see is

That I disappeared
Like a ghost
cnd if they ask you any further
Just tell them you don't know

Cause I will
Change my name, change my face,
Change my

but who am I to crucify another man for his convictions?
Brahmas, angels, devas, hungry ghosts
Titans, ogres, and trolls
Unicorns, pesky gnomes
All real

a corner store
Fuck these niggas bitch I'm going ghost uh
Pray to God yeah he be my goat uh
Niggas lame they borrow clothes (yuh)
Leachin swag they just

got vents
Lately I been feeling like I'm bad for my kids
Push away family, push away friends
They be like, damn, he a ghost, where you been
I been

Walking down playa del Rey

Smoking joints by myself

Having thoughts about my ol lady

She something else.

Thinking bout my ex these days

bad for my

I'm the writer of your tracks
And you is the ghost
Thinking you more powerful then st Patrick
I'm Kanan, so let me leave a note
Of this book
Inspired by

in a pin
If it ain't 50-50 how do that even make sense
Trying to go ghost from the world but I don't know where to began
Im a real rockstar we don't

enough to break her spine
And lord grant me protection, while I'm between these thighs
Don't want no bad ass kids to call me daddy by surprise
I heard

Call me Casper, the kid went ghost
They wanna be first whenever I post
I building this life for all of my bros
You not here today I'm gone by tomorrow

of Perry Mason, follow my hunch
Solve the caper, baby girl you doing too much
Murder she wrote, growing up we all was broke
Surrounded by poverty like

but I don't see a challenge
Try the kid, I wish you would like a pallet
Pull up and I put on a show Jimmy Fallon
I'm a neighborhood hero feel like Miles

some enlightenment
Just go fix your teeth
I want a salary wage
And a house down by the beach
I want a romantic spark
I want emotional buzz
I'm just

before you, see you are my kids
Truth hurts, don't throw a fit
Here sit on my lap, come lemme feed ya
Listen and see, as I go to three
Have you soaring

the bullshit dont end
u wait till new year's eve i lost a real good friend
rockin jays gettin racks rip brandon
somebody lost they bro somebody lost they kid
i

a rookie
Some people over look me
Cuz my past I was a bully
12 was on my ass to book me
Den they finally did
I was still a kid
But in my head
I was Big
I was