Ghosts (feat. Nyora Spouse)

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Return of the hash-slinging slasher (murk)
Couldn't be, wouldn't be, slits in my wrist for you bastards, shameful (murk)
Blades to his hand for reactions, catholics (murk)
Licks I'ma serve, fuck compassion, raped her
Laced with vaxes, blacks to be casted (murk, murk)
Rats in the hood always ask for a capture (murk)
Facebook caption, blast to the magic
Tell a fuck nigga that I hate him with a passion

Ghosts
I'd rather be ghosts, I'd rather be ghosts
I'd rather be ghosts, I'd rather be ghosts
I'd rather be ghosts
I'd rather be ghosts in the shell (aye)
Ghosts
I'd rather be ghosts, I'd rather be ghosts
I'd rather be ghosts, I'd rather be ghosts
I'd rather be ghosts
I'd rather be ghosts in the shell

Got drugs, mothafucka, laugh like chris tucker
All these hatin' ass suckas, never loved by their mothers
Nine lives and you pussy
My main bitch married, my side ho loose
Stupid ass niggas think that they shook me
But I got the mac and I'm bigger than they could be
Stackin' my bread like loafs
She listen to me and that bitch soak
Flexin', stuntin', bitch I gloat
Off that cake and bitch I float
You sensitive fuck, get the fuck out my face
I'm makin' these moves and I come in first place
I'm stackin' my cash, I got my own place
Play with me, straight bust to the face (ah)

Ghosts
I'd rather be ghosts, I'd rather be ghosts
I'd rather be ghosts, I'd rather be ghosts
I'd rather be ghosts
I'd rather be ghosts in the shell (aye)
Ghosts
I'd rather be ghosts, I'd rather be ghosts
I'd rather be ghosts, I'd rather be ghosts
I'd rather be ghosts
I'd rather be ghosts in the shell

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