[Chorus]
And the past is the life of a ghost that roams restless
And the past is the life of a ghost that roams restless
And the past is the life of a ghost that roams restless
And the past is the life of a ghost that roams restless
[Verse 1]
In the Summer of turning 50
My hairline is receding trying to escape and shake hands with my neck
That's when I knew I was about to be one of the flyest emcees on AARP
Bark on beats I bite back loudly, I’m not a people pleaser
I won’t make music to make listening purposely harder or any easier
What I am is both the pen and the sword, the disciple and the Lord
Atomic breath Rap-pit-ity Rap Rob untamed talented talky talk divine wrath incarnate
On phonics a Baryonyx - Thriver -
A do’er - full streaming’ Dr. King wasn’t dreaming; my dreams are images I manifest off mute
They rattled the world like big giant googly eye stickers on a phat ass twerking
In years past and days before today -
I was first introduced to the comic that starred The Black Panther drawn by Jack Kirby
Spending the night at my father’s girlfriend’s house -
Her son shared his comic books we read - before we went to bed early - so cheating once came easy to me- I’d tell my daughter’s mother I’d be right back- hop in the Chrysler from Brooklyn into the city to buy some ice cream - did dirt in-between -
By the time I got back, it’d be melted
I’d drink the whole pint in front of the TV, when she
Kicked me out that house - I had nowhere to go -
I almost moved into an SRO on 42nd. st., one hundred bucks a week
A terrible predicament I put myself in - some had it more extreme - unlike me
Abusing substances or copious amounts of alcohol to deal with atrocities they can't unsee
MCs unfuck the world and leave
MCs unfuck the world and leave
That final notice from the debt collector ain’t a love letter - lights off!
Microsoft social engineering to dim the sun, to cool the planet from global warming sounds fun til it goes dumb
Back then before child support held my passport
Hostage when touring was sexcapades, we had fun
Y’all inconsequential like names - a night of one and done - y’all better yield like a yellow light - lemonade mouth grill plaque built looking like a stick of butter gross
Tear their heads off and ate it like an apple while their mothers watched
Blood taste like copper, a licked penny - feed them blood so they bloom
That boom bap is a bat to the back of your heads caught your lumps as the bat upside your heads cause your heads to bump - like a bass line
They listened then levitated
With ink, I inseminated a sentence and got a whole crowd pregnant
Applause, erupts, they explode - like a balloon filled with meat or the bladder control of a frightened five year old
And the past is the life of a ghost that roams restless
And the past is the life of a ghost that roams restless
And the past is the life of a ghost that roams restless
And the past is the life of a ghost that roams restless
[Verse 1]
In the Summer of turning 50
My hairline is receding trying to escape and shake hands with my neck
That's when I knew I was about to be one of the flyest emcees on AARP
Bark on beats I bite back loudly, I’m not a people pleaser
I won’t make music to make listening purposely harder or any easier
What I am is both the pen and the sword, the disciple and the Lord
Atomic breath Rap-pit-ity Rap Rob untamed talented talky talk divine wrath incarnate
On phonics a Baryonyx - Thriver -
A do’er - full streaming’ Dr. King wasn’t dreaming; my dreams are images I manifest off mute
They rattled the world like big giant googly eye stickers on a phat ass twerking
In years past and days before today -
I was first introduced to the comic that starred The Black Panther drawn by Jack Kirby
Spending the night at my father’s girlfriend’s house -
Her son shared his comic books we read - before we went to bed early - so cheating once came easy to me- I’d tell my daughter’s mother I’d be right back- hop in the Chrysler from Brooklyn into the city to buy some ice cream - did dirt in-between -
By the time I got back, it’d be melted
I’d drink the whole pint in front of the TV, when she
Kicked me out that house - I had nowhere to go -
I almost moved into an SRO on 42nd. st., one hundred bucks a week
A terrible predicament I put myself in - some had it more extreme - unlike me
Abusing substances or copious amounts of alcohol to deal with atrocities they can't unsee
MCs unfuck the world and leave
MCs unfuck the world and leave
That final notice from the debt collector ain’t a love letter - lights off!
Microsoft social engineering to dim the sun, to cool the planet from global warming sounds fun til it goes dumb
Back then before child support held my passport
Hostage when touring was sexcapades, we had fun
Y’all inconsequential like names - a night of one and done - y’all better yield like a yellow light - lemonade mouth grill plaque built looking like a stick of butter gross
Tear their heads off and ate it like an apple while their mothers watched
Blood taste like copper, a licked penny - feed them blood so they bloom
That boom bap is a bat to the back of your heads caught your lumps as the bat upside your heads cause your heads to bump - like a bass line
They listened then levitated
With ink, I inseminated a sentence and got a whole crowd pregnant
Applause, erupts, they explode - like a balloon filled with meat or the bladder control of a frightened five year old
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