Ghost

[Verse 1: Blaze Ya Dead Homie] I'm the big dog, all you puppies stop barking Bow down when the homie come around The underground wicked, support this shit When you bump this shit out the truck, punk bitch Get it jumping like I hit the switch, or the Bourbon Bouncing and swerving, on the black top serving Riding on them bitches like I'm thrashing on a board Or hopping on some X-Games, watch me as I soar Bitches can't ignore when I'm banging on the ave With that wicked shit bumping, I'mma rep it till my last I'm the present, I'm the past, thirsty bitches make me laugh Always searching for their relevance, looking like an ass So I stay celibate to bullshit, trust no bitch Don't fuck with them suckas, them whack motherfuckers Keep your lips smacking, mouth running for weeks Bullets do the talking when the dead man speaks, motherfucker [Hook: Blaze Ya Dead Homie] (You can't save me, I'm a- ) I'm the living dead pounding out the stereo Rip the speakers in half, turn it up, here we go I brought the cemetery with me on the track And I'm cruising down the strip with dead bodies in the back Human skeletons, come on, nod your cords Zombies, vampires, killers and all of y'all [Verse 2: Blaze Ya Dead Homie] Motherfucker kick rocks, I'll divide you in your sock Shoes dangle from the wire in the middle of the block Your blood pours from wounds, bullets had to penetrate Perforate the skin as they center bones with dance Street safe silent no snitching Keep it hungry or you could be the next one missing Power Man like Luke Cage, with the chains in the case Not a hero for hire but I'm making the front page I'm center stage, doing what I love Music is my drug, hitting harder than Terrell Suggs Bump this right here till it's rattling your rearview Pardon on the block, give a fuck, a bottle hits you Dead man in a dead beef since this week Taking over motherfucking streets, get geeked Get down, get laid, get bread, get head Anyway you want it, get it bitch, get it till you're dead [Hook] [Verse 3: Kung Fu Vampire] I keep a small circle Got a lot of acquaintances, I'm universal This is a business so don't take it personal Invisible, I’m an outer space alien in pencil Vein you draining your blood for real Tell the officer watching me we just filming a commercial Dead girls, they don't say no Best friends are phlebotomus I'm at the rock bottomless Mimosas the colleges, psychologists analyze How to get that Molly in a poly metabolically, Alli Over your head, peon Hoping the bed we on Leaving you glowing neon You can't fuck with the flow that we on I would offer you Menaka It's for all that shit that you talking I'm a nightmare when I'm walking, bitter really killing me You can looking into my soul as I'm stalking Decapicate all of you hoes in a coffin I soften them first, chop 'em up then hop in the hearse Shit could be worse Come on down, we the living dead Basket case, now let's get in your head I'm a ghost [Hook]