Ghosts Lyrics – Jay NiCE
Singer: Jay NiCE
Title: Ghosts
The people you are about to meet believe that they’ve captured real ghosts on tape
Some of these images are strange, some are disturbing, others are shocking
But none can be authenticated
Are they real? You decide…
Open scene, flow is extreme, dope and green
Sail across the coldest seas, coasting the flows to mе
Load the cheese inside a GOLD Lincoln linkеd with a coke kingpin
He had an assassin who spoke broken english
The enemies is toast bringing, approach ringing
It’s like ghosts singing, Doo-doo-doo-dooooo, Doo-do-doo
NiCE
I’m back focused, rap potent, you had to notice
Strength to part a vast ocean, I’m talking Black Moses
Classic boldness, you rap cats is bugged
That’s facts because it’s in the stats, they dapped snapped the judge
Say the word, it’s Max, black mask and gloves
Large hammers, Galaga, then I tap the slugs
Oh yeah, shout out to Texas
Man I had the clubs dancing with a massive buzz, handing n#gg#s hash and bud
Born sinner, the definition of a winner
‘Member times was hard now I’m stepping in with an agenda
It’s no games, only representing when I enter
Dropping jewels, it’s a lesson in the sh#t I give you
Get the picture? it’s a broad vision
Bars is hard-hitting, God in my hand, I played my cards different
Spotting every flaw in the system
Others fall victim, either gone or in prison
I reminisce about the cause of this friction
Blowing medical smoke, hearing echoes of ghosts
Uh
Lefty, I’m apostolic, a deity at stacking dollars
Packing pockets, filling my safe with cash deposits
Connoisseur of giving n#gg#s that lavish rhyming
Oral melodic, n#gg# my pen and pad is brolic
I pass chronic to dumpers discussing power plays
And security measures to make our endeavours
You out of bounds, I pull the lever
Then make it up with generous gestures to the generals over dinner
It’s strictly business, n#gg# don’t be a victim to your own ambitions
My destiny written
Compressor in the closet make it stressed to a pigeon
Compressor on the .40 leave you stretched in the kitchen
Listen, cut laced to precision, wavy hair
Prettiest don, the city is mine so get in line
I don’t know what the f#ck n#gg#s need to get in they mind
We ain’t stopping ’til the prophecy and mission’s in line
Combine with NiCE and this sh#t is divine
I’m lowkey and sh#t I’m tip-toeing n#gg#s
I hear them ghosts creeping
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