Ghosts John Carcer

Ghosts lurking
Round the corner
Searching for the goods
And what's inside
Personal stash
It is mine to thrive
I'm one to die
Off your life
Personal luck
It's a financial benefit
For the mind
When I get bigger and stronger
Muscle man
Bronson would be proud
Oh look these arms
Oh wow

Big strong boy
Take care of me
On the death bed
If it's for you or me
Take 'em down Carcer City
Take 'em down Ghosts lurking
Take 'em down Men in black
Take 'em down It's the life