Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ghosted, artist - Ras Kass. Album song Soul on Ice 2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 05.09.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Mello
Song language: English
Ghosted |
| Critically acclaimed, commercially banned, no American fans |
| But skills still matter to my niggas in France, so |
| Never the hater, you just cannot rap |
| I’ll kill half y’all niggas off like a Thanos snap |
| White chalk, even on my off night |
| I create more yellow tape than Off-White |
| My vow to excellence made life lonelier |
| 'Cause the strip clubs is crowded with the phony ones |
| Not holier than thou (Thou), but I was born in California |
| City of the Angels where they bleach us with ammonia |
| Claiming it’s vitiligo, I can’t abide |
| Put a drink on my tab then bounced, Irish goodbye |
| Hate to admit that I cried, my heart died |
| Right and wrong, no shades of gray, apartheid |
| Silly to think a gypsy would uplift me |
| Shouldn’t expect empathy when they soul is empty |
| Depressed, lost my will to live |
| Like I’m defeated, get me the fuck outta here |
| Probably oughtta let God take the steering wheel |
| Or sleep the next 10 years in the pen, thanks to Seroquel |
| Excuse me while I disappear |
| Few before him and even fewer after |
| So eloquently voice the social concerns |
| I’m spitting bars my G, 'til I R.I.P. |
| Ask No I.D., I’ma shine like the star I be |
| Not lookin' down on the ground in Hollywood |
| I be in the hood, stronger despite what this industry did to me |
| 10 years of litigation, that liar Wendy G |
| Sometimes the insult is the favor, thank you my frenemies |
| I’m lovin' it, we need more women up in the government |
| Support the #MeToo movement, but I’m discoverin' |
| Acknowledges, self-admitted misogynist |
| The problem is with feminism it’s corrupted, mister-sogynist |
| Asia Argento claimed her career was destroyed |
| Then turned around & diddled a young boy |
| Paid 400 Grand in hush money |
| That’s slush fund honey, cost 18 years just to bust one dummy |
| Mutual when they laid down, unilateral when she pregnant |
| Then he inherit it, got to take care of it, listen |
| Find a sperm bank, trapping cats is so wrong |
| One said it helped her beat her dependency on Oxycodone |
| I know one in mourning trying to replace her own Mom |
| Traded a life for a life, can’t make a strong bond |
| Thin line between a flirt and assault |
| Equal protection and sex, there’s a flaw in the law |
| 'Cause you should go to prison if you rape her in her sleep |
| And it’s not consensual, so what if she do the same to me? |
| And claim it’s meant to be |
| He wanna abort, she disappear for a year, then she take him to court |
| You stole his bloodline without his permission |
| So he resent the fact that they living |
| So no one’s forgiven, decisions, decisions |
| Got off the Autobahn, ausfahrt, German for «exit» |
| Sounds like ass fart, when air comes out from where you shit |
| Heavy, brain food like Doc Sebi |
| They crucify the prophets 'cause the information’s deadly |
| So I put it in a medley, 'til the resurrection’s ready |
| Y’all was crashing Grammy parties |
| I was writin' my magnum opus |
| Not the dopest, you the most opioid addicted |
| Fans focused on the hocus pocus |
| KFC drive-thru, Big Bird, you been served |
| You got famous lettin' Devil’s call you the n-word (Nigga) |
| I’m ruthless, drain all the joy out of Lucas |
| 'Til he madder Lucas, or a sadder Lucas |
| I’m George Lucas, Star Wars with the bars, Lucas |
| Poison gas shootin' like Vladimir Putin |
| First album ended with me in the booth getting smoked |
| This time I want to leave you with hope, shalom |
| As-salāmu alaykum, all so damn simple |
| Peace, haha |
| Excuse me while I disappear |
| Gone |
| «Soul on Ice», «Soul on Ice», «Soul on Ice», Two |