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letra de ghost - e.t.

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[intro: e.t. ]
eyehyeh
what the f-ck was that? i don’t f-ckin know
uh sh-t. e.t
you know that’s me yeah the weird one, awkward
yeah
alright let’s just get straight into this sh-t man, ight

[verse 1: e.t.]
aye!
cracked and shattered
brain is splattered on a platter
cut the chatter doesn’t matter (does it matter?)
climb the ladder what im after its amazin (so amazin!)
ya rap is trash it couldn’t phase me can’t replace me(godd-mn!)
do yu understand what im sayin?
finished playin, get to slayin, then to prayin bed ya made and now ya lay in
get it when i get it neva get it later (waiter!)
wait up! tryna get my weight up neva fadin (wait a minute) get it? (no? ok)
e.t. im alien tryna go ghost
i am the one that takes charge of my post
n-ggas stay trippin swear that yall do the most
think im gettin smart but ain’t no time for that
tryna make it big goin back to back
goin in all day i never give em slack
think im stone hard but im bout to crack
neva need a break neva time pack
tryna plan attack had to k!ll em all while i k!ll the track
its a fact made a pact to follow up then follow suit (d-mn)
to seek the truth
need a booth to produce with the juice
darkest knight so call it bruce
hanging loose need a truce no need a noose no needed zeus to be a goose

on the move but nah. just playing

[hook: e.t.]
e.t. goin ghost
e.t. goin ghos
e.t. goin ghost
e.t. goin ghost

[interlude: e.t.]
aw sh-t i had to stretch
yo i am not at that point in the game
where i can be doin this
just doin whatever the f-ck i want
but i do whatever the f-ck i want so yea

[verse 2: e.t. ]
on the loose wait on chase beyond the gaze its a phase no its a craze no its a daze through the haze
sell this sh-t like billy mays
but anyways im in the zone but still alone
you say you good you just a clone ya covers blown like donald sloan
heart of stone its gettin thrown so watch ya tone (dayum) boom kablam the brakes will slam this the jam
ya rappers fake ya just a scam too much sauce without the lamb closed eyes yu just a clam (woo!)
this sh-t no narcissist no cease desist
throwin shots i think ya missed rappers bliss but f-ck with it im gettin p-ssed (ayye)
nieed a break no need to take a pill or two
i needed you you needed me but now we see the other side of history
where’s e.t.?
call the gang it’s a mystery
change it up arrangin for a needy wh0r- to need for more
and start a war with guts and gore, a fabeled lore of ubrs core but lemme stop im gettin sore (psych)
better than before so come ash0r-, and then explore the great indoors
wait a second maybe not but for sure
i’ll never. ever. leave a song to rot

[outro:e.t.]
d-mn
ghost
ghost
ghost
out this b-tch

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