when we put it down it's whatever you want [x4] [scratches] Planet, ain't a damn thing changed It's a game but he don't play As I keep a microphone in
, the darkness of your soul, Immaculate, deception. Something has touched, the spirit inside, Once there was love now there's a void. Nights of deception, ghosts
'm not a mistake [my ancestry is a ghost story] i'm a prophecy [my love life is a crime scene] i'm an omen [my self-esteem is a string of unsolved
for will be taken from you. Your reflection. Ghost of a beauty queen. Plagued with fashion. And stain our mouths with worthless deception. You?re a plastic
This war we are waging is already lost The cause for the fighting has long been a ghost Malice and habit have now won the day The honours we fought for
, love haunts me like all these songs The sad feeling of being left alone invades me strongly and it brings me down Every dug up memory comes back as a ghost
the dizznik and off my voice Me and my boyz Give us a choice How could you tell Sony that i was the only one making noise Ain't it a breech of trust
m not a mistake [my ancestry is a ghost story] i'm a prophecy [my love life is a crime scene] i'm an omen [my self-esteem is a string of unsolved
ill Foolish thought, that it?s been one day The roots coil around my shin We?re trapped The wind whistle a cure Like a maiden lure A ghost beside me
re-re-Resurrection Having any affect on me left me in deception Because the God of this world Satan blinded my mind From seeing the light of the gospel of the glory of God But then a
i'm not a mistake [my ancestry is a ghost story] i'm a prophecy [my love life is a crime scene] i'm an omen [my self-esteem is a string of unsolved
want justice I'ma nigga with a gun and the right, mind to bust this Fuck this - I'm mad at the world and hell, I got a vengeance My first offense, I caught
tricked out of this nation by a silly hillbilly who laughed as the shit happened Everything's the same the game continued into rappin Deception is at an all-time high You give a
lust for will be taken from you. Your reflection. Ghost of a beauty queen. Plagued with fashion. And stain our mouths with worthless deception. You?re a
wisdom and I wonder through the eyes of a sad ghost the world appears so cold to have a revenge on the past made of me a sinfull beast the sweet caresses
: This war we are waging is already lost The cause for the fighting has long been a ghost Malice and habit have now won the day The honours we fought