Lyrics:
yippee-yi-o,
Ghost riders in the sky.
As the riders loped on by him he heard one call his name,
"If you want to save your soul from hell a-riding on our
her going crazy
We on the molly, getting motivated
We on the Xans, getting motivated
Percocets keep me motivated
The money keep a nigga motivated
These
feet
You see, I am Wonder Mike, and I'd like to say hello
To the black, to the white, the red and the brown
The purple and yellow, but first, I gotta
all in me eye
And first by the Clergy invented
For to get a fat bit for themselves"
"Oh, and I'll be cut up like a pie
And me nob from me body be
Red wine, Samhain
Eyes wide dead of night
Cursed to haunt here
No-one by my side
Pale hands on your shoulders grip tight
Pale eyes looking deep in
left us divided
Adrenochrome and the holy ghost
I need to turn back time
I need to make you mine
I need you by my side
To keep the future far behind
We
left us divided
Adrenochrome and the holy ghost
I need to turn back time
I need to make you mine
I need you by my side
To keep the future far behind
We
Niggas envy me like a cell then they split
Niggas wanna end me cuz they know I’m the shit
Find me with the gang masked up in this bitch
Fuck yo red
On the go
Gucci fur, how the fuck am I froze?
Molly and ecstasy in my coat
We got big blunts, all of my brothers stay blowin' Os
Incase you don't
Play with me
I have candies and molly
Any world for we
Very slaking by on me
Party dead
Play with me
I have candies and molly
Any world for we
Very
ruffles
I like to stay by my lonely, inside my own bubble
Try my best to stay out the trouble
S.R.T, got bubble guts, it look like candy paint
Since I was
Boss master lord.
Starboard.
Spin the wheel.
In time..
A new captain.
I hack them.
Holy ghost.
The red line.
My vision.
On a mission.
Listen.
with old results
Red beam clean
Ima' send 'em to the Holy Ghost
Guess who?
I don't move the way the rest do
I formulate a way to strike and move the way
Your laughter lingers like a ghost a teardrop freely shed
This highway ain't takin' me anywhere just deeper into the red
Denim jacket hangs heavy
Erase mistakes that's in my past, the days when i laughed
Without subconscious worry behind the face of a mask
Haunted by the words, that i've
The ghost of Mandela, hope my flows stay propelling
Let these words be your Earth and moon, you consume every message
As I lead this army, make room
see are the Ghosts of Glasgow
Now I'm haunted by the Ghosts of Glasgow
You don't wanna stand up by my side
You don't wanna spread my wings to fly
That's fine, goodbye nigga you could get ghost
Awake in the matrix
Time to recognize holograms and facts
Awake the matrix
Slanging these red pills, swallow that, facts
If the game is about saying
Locked in my room on that goon shit like boondocks
Yes, we on the stroll down the beach hit the red rocks
Dread locks, dead locs, big glocks scare
some more in my cup of lean yeah (In my cup of lean)
See through fake bitches vision clear yeah (Vision clear yeah)
Red eyes but the vision green yeah
serious
Then I get all lonely
After all, what's a mansion when you're living with a family of ghosts
Wine red water
There's a slaughter
It's the side that
tar
She wanna fuck swear she doin the most
Pour up my cup but I don't do no toast
No supernatural had to go ghost
We took his bitch left his brains
up at the sky and I see
Red for the cancer, red for the wealthy
Red for the drink that's mixed with suicide
Everything red
Please, won't you push
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