The Ghost Shirt

By Efer Ely

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[Produced by [KSG]]


[Verse 1]

Gone get it I'm here

Sending cyphers around the cities

You won't see me cause ELY Gen Y burning every Gen X left

Deadly combination with a big L

Bout to put the burner to your head

Who's next?

Moving the pallet jack in tracks, yeah jack, trying to track me; getchu life jacked in tracks

You ain't with it throw ya bodies to a menace

Organ trafficking you got no heart

Ready to die I been dead

Loyal with this shit don't get wet

With this rappity rap

The Wetback is back killing everything you say

Oh leaving a sweatshirt wet yep yep

All my niggas from the west

Wherever the ground is

It's a plague, don't be afraid to cock one in em

Is the realest

Absofuckinglutely sick from swinging on a citizen

Permanent resident

Não perca está

About to flush these niggas

Middle finger on his gestures; on her chest; best intercourse on these bitch niggas

In the court you get caught; get lost nigga

Who the hell you think I was


[Verse 2]

Ayo focus man stitch together the crucifix and it didn't fix shit

To hopeless better than none

Run deep asleep; send her to her Tempo

Projota in Brooknah book it until I'm ruckus

Now now bust it

Fresh yo kid with the riots when I'm rhyming I'm robing

You writing so watch it

Put it on my beautiful nieces in the project hallways down the elevator

Young cats get left down the fucking elevator

You panic? word is bond

Yeah Hispanic ain't nobody but I'm proud to pile a bunch of family in the fucking lobby

You would probably be the problem

But I'm foreign and I'm up for it

So I cruise with a new shawty

Brasileña or Dominicana

The way I'm ripping it you know nada

Out of this country

And she's linda como siempre

Fear no pain pull the hardcore into your brain

Nigga