Tekster:
Extreme Ghost

Jamie Madrox:] I sleep on a bed of sharpened knives and toss and turn until I bleed I eat from the bread of chosen life a thousand ghosts alive in me

Then the top on the CLK is back I get dumb,dumb Wit da windows tinted Cops pull da Benz over And ain't nobody in it Ghost ride the whip Ghost ride yo

Jayhawk and crocus Extremely out of focus Leaves the purple blues On peeling wallpaper Try to smell the colour The vain snappings of a most eloquent

funky beat on you like this Hit the war drums that vibrate the earth underneath Here my people and I come, gotta wake up the chief Not a pale frail ghost

peace [Mr. Hyde] I.. injure you with ninja crews Contemplate what's in to do, negotiate with Satan Cause it's his decision too Hold a sword like ghost

big honey You?ll find only in a dream I searched around and still can?t find her [Unverified] to extreme Turned around, she caught my eye Tell me, am

, huh Something wonderful, uh, huh Something wonderful, uh, huh Something wonderful, uh, huh Something wonderful, uh, huh Something wonderful Maybe I'll submit to my own desire Will the agony be too extreme

like someone's watching me Don't know where the enemy is The night brings bad dreams to my mind Maybe the girl that's by my side Potential killers extremely

Tang, Killarmy, we indispensable We never fall, we stand tall Like skyscrapers and Justice For All We move on M.C's mechanically Strike nerve like Ghost