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letra de poltergeist - gr34t white

[hook]
it’s like a f-cking poltergeist up this b-tch
it’s like a f-cking poltergeist up this b-tch
it’s like a f-cking poltergeist up this b-tch

[verse 1]
stuck in a selfish world, will depleted, so cold
i can’t control what i’ve been told, this what my pen wrote
my thoughts go ghost like danny phantom, paid the for the ransom
it’s not me that has these random
thoughts controlled through 2pac’s anthem and odd tantrums

i scream in silence to stop the violence, can’t close eye lids
ricky take a time out, have to keep an eye out like fetty wap
stop, swap views on the cops, and how brothers drop
dead on top of a plot a plot to make props by turning my life into a comedy

it’s the only remedy for this fake rhapsody when life be slappin’ me
and nothin’ goes through me not even blood uzis guess i’m a true freak

[hook]
i’m like a f-cking poltergeist up this b-tch
i’m like a f-cking poltergeist up this b-tch
i’m like a f-cking poltergeist up this b-tch

[verse 2]
i wonder if all religions sit and envision peace
then why can’t they make a decision to acheive peace?
it’s like peace is a disease that diceased through hate vaccines
designed by sick g’s sittin there with sixteens (doosh doosh doosh)
watch d-cks sneeze like p-rnos with d-ck cheese
or chainy who wants to chain me to the struggle
now brains sneeze some sleaze into rubble
and made the worst, guess we call it earth
how can i still smirk when i question god’s work?

[bridge]
i try to be the voice of reason
but people act like i’m not speakin
they act like a legion in my region
to hit a brotha with treason
is there a reason no one listen when i’m speaking
am i a ghost that got people freakin?
maybe it’s poltergeist season

[outro]
i woke up with a vision a vision of a mission
a mission to make people listen
and take notes instead of b-tchin
for when the lights out
you gotta bring your might out
only you can sprout and hear yourself now
listen to your inner spirit
the crying, can you hear it?
damaged, but you fear it
so you won’t acknowledge it
and take the depression to frolic with
stop, no need to fear, come, the end it near
hold your tears, open your wings and sear
like an phoenix of power
and leave behind all that’s sour
for this is our final hour

- gr34t white

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