Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Holy Ghost , by - Apathy. Release date: 21.08.2007
Song language: English
Holy Ghost |
| I’m the captain of the ship like Scotty beam me up |
| Bullies hated me in school but they could never beat me up |
| Fighting Irish like I’m Notre Dame, no one even knows your name |
| Catastrophic as atomic bombs leaving no remains |
| I live life through the eyes of Kamikaze goggles |
| I’m Mike Tyson, you’re Tyson the male model, real metro |
| I’m macho as moshpits in Moscow |
| With Mossbergs turning ice grills into soft serves |
| You better stay calm, display your palms say salam |
| Before I snuff your mom and make her suck my lucky charms |
| I’m psychopathic on the mic you’ll never touch me ya’ll |
| Cause as a child I used to cuddle with a chucky doll |
| I swear to god these newer rappers better get a job |
| I keep 'em in Czech (Check) like losing passports in Prague |
| I got the Death Row flow, prepare the prisoner |
| Electrocute to execute the crew and scare the listener |
| Whip the stand I kicked in, I’m cool as an air conditioner |
| Beat 'em until they eyes are as crooked as Forest Whitaker |
| Ap is getting wickeder by the minute admit it i’ll finish ya |
| Standing next to a monster ya’ll are miniature |
| Just when you thought it was safe to make records (x4) |
| Holy Smokes! |
| Motherfuckers I’m dope make ya catch the Holy Ghost! |
| (x4) |
| Police and troops have sealed off the country area, haven’t found the two men |
| reported to have been running away after the explosion |
| They spotted several men running from the scene and fired at them… they missed |
| Holy Smokes like Jesus blessed my Kools |
| Like I was in Catholic school getting arrested for tools |
| I make a, mess of these fools turn em to vegetables |
| Turn 'em, I’m determined to be as stupid as the rest of yous |
| Got bitches blowing me sucking my testicles |
| F the rules, fuck the game and your necklace jewels |
| Tuck your chain you in the club with the exxy chewed |
| There’s a price on my head you don’t wanna be next to me dude |
| Isn’t it true, isn’t it smart drinking brews, winter is dark |
| I enter the placenta with venom to chop |
| Unsentimental, I’m mental shooting enemies hot, from bullets |
| As soon as he goes there he went in a box, look at me |
| A crook and he’s crookedly playing chess |
| You rookies are playin checkers at best |
| So you pawns that tried rooking me |
| You’re playing the dirty dorito eating the ookie cookie |
| Lookie lookie, at these faggot ass pussies are all shook of me |
| I’m back up in this bitch to reclaim what was took from me |
| Came up in this game to be everything you couldn’t be |
| Walk crookedly drunk, with a humongous toaster |
| I’m immediate like a meteorite that keeps coming closer |
| Our strategy is nuts, the effective use of guerilla warfare we will eventually |
| suck the political wealth of the government |