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I feel, if you ain't with it, then guess we could be friends
Cut off, now Im sittin' by my lonely, really thought you would be the certified homie

stacking my cheese
Unmasking my dreams, beautiful scenes you'll see the vision
Ghost mode I'm currently on a fishing trip
Cos that's what life is, I

Yeah
Nigga What’s the time right now?
We live and die by this shit nigga
Okay okay
Water on me they flow, they flow
Haha hold on
I got this niggas

who took licks from whips and
I pay 'em back by hittin' spliffs
And drinkin' liq in whips with 5-percented tint
My walk in life would probably have

standing, the role is the same
There's a kid with a cloud on him
Verse and a hook, I can rap for him
If he sitting with hope, then looks up to the ghost
Then

25/8 bitch I need the smoke I was just a kid when I seen a ghost could take you to places you never even known evil roads flesh against yo soul

walking go head and Preach to the congregation 
Memoirs of a ghost who died from a old approach 
Resurrected through clarity on what mattered the most
So

like us
Pop me a perc and stop thinking about love
Heart break kid gon' get some funds
All my friends call me ghosts, but your bitch gon' call me the one

the building, like an epidural patient pushed out more than her first kid, by the baby lies a turd in other words I don't feel shit

But I feel sick, when them

c scaly fish man rising from the ocean.
That creepy kid in the Victorian hat from The Omen.
c monster that appears behind you in the mirror.
c horse

body, then I put you in the dirt
I just smoked a pound of killa', got me walking round like Lurch
They say who is he
That boy in black look like a ghost

ghost
Yeah like that kid he was froze
Boy was so shaky that he wasn't aiming right
Upping the pole
But that boy cannot hold it tight
Giving it back to my

committed a sin
Praying to God I ain't go back with my old ways
Cause I gotta a kid

I ain't running for the games
If you ain't tryna fuck, then get out my

Reflexions of the Disillusioned


By Jeff Knight











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

Forever Rainin.. Pops was Ghost iwas Raisin Cane and, Dumbin Out, I just was waitin for the Sun to Come out.. Younger Sis buggin, Said She wish I wasn't

the case is make sure that it's brief
We getting paper and it's loose by the leaf
Do not try to impede, you saw how Mufasa unalive from the wild beasts

alright cause silly me ain't see it right
Video games I'm up all night maman called me the ghost of night
Lowkey abuse I ain't got a sight
Then there's hit

through the door, got the crazies in the city
Icicles on my teeth like Jack Frost
Sleepy Hollow just cut his head off, left a patch of fire
Leaving ghosts

haunted by Freddy Krueger
I put my faith in the creed, man, I feel like Ryan Coogler
I break the news on CNN, they call me Anderson Cooper
I be laughin'

goddamn she love the bricks
Saved her name as Moby by the way she eat the dick
Bitch I need my quarters back I'm finna send a blitz
Man his raps is toilet

on this big drip
I mean this lifestyle, gotta stick out from the crowd
Demand attention, get a section by da DJ booth
Play close attention
Send a bottle

Cali, where'd you go
Cali, where'd you go
Why did you go

So the story unfolds
The quiet kid became the boy that everybody knows
Left that one

Buss on dat hoe, she goin for da dub
She on my dick I think she in love
Leaving my mark all over the world
I'm placing my kids on her face like

O's on me
Gettin' chose by these hos, I got these clothes on me
I'm doin' my gangsta boogie, you hear that beat boomin'
I made that shit boo, how you