VERSE I

Runnin’ and runnin’, I outrun the magick

Flow is so cold but the beat like a dragon

Hopped on the curb and I get their necks crackin’

GHXSTY appear, now the ambulance near

Gunnin' and gunnin’, I stack up the caskets

Bodies in the bag, I am running out of plastic

Stretching these demons make em all look elastic

Hot with the gadget, stuck like a magnet

Aye yeah, move so elaborate (yeah yeah yeah)

Hit em with the iron and I bust em like a gasket (bust em like a, bust em like a yeah)

Aye yeah, watch how I blast it

This pump like a cannon, man it shook the whole planet

Aye yeah, pop it n stash it (pop)

Slide through the night, I’m creeping like a bandit

Hey yeah, the clip I cashed it

Wondering where ya last breath went I snatched it

*RAW-B*

Nail in the coffin, I’m stacking these caskets

Bones in my closet and blood on the mattress

Thinking I probably should burn 'em to ashes

But they like trophies, I feel like a champion

Killin' my flesh and I’m killing these beats and I kill enemies why I kill everything

Won’t see a doctor, I won’t see a priest

I just talked to my pastor he said, "let 'em leak." (Yuh)

Know that ya boi gotta eat (Yuh)

Open the Word; issa feast (Yuh)

Won’t get the Mark of the Beast (yuh)

Think it’s that season to reap (Yuh)

I have been sowin' and growin'; they know that I’m rollin in dough Never fold, on my God

They in the scope and told 'em, "All go" but they won’t so I gotta unload "gra-ta-ta"

I got these suckers on lock and they know it

Pop in a clip with their name on the bullets

Y’all thought I ain’t had your card till I pulled it

Y’all picked a fight when you fools shoulda booked it

Just keep on tellin' me lies, I put one in your eye and then cut your head off like I’m David

Got them mob ties like I’m Drake, I’m surrounded by guardian angels

I feel like I made it

BEAT SWITCH:

Cross on my back and the Ghost it is livin so deep inside of my chest!

Armor on me all time; covered in blood it is how I am dressed!

(What! What! What! GHXSTY!)

Cross on my back and the ghost in my chest

Anointed, appointed, they say that I’m blessed

My demons look nervous, I keep 'em all stressed

Now watch me introduce the noose to the neck

Gunnin' and gunnin', I stack up the caskets

Pushin' on their block, that’s gridlock traffick

Heard 'em steppin to me and I caught 'em in the attic

Hit 'em with the static and watch 'em all panic

Roll with the 'matic, Holy Ghost fanatic

Keep that on lock, I got myself a habit

66 is the fix, I really gotta have it

Blood-stained fabric; run like a rabbit