Released on April 29, 2016

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[Verse 1]

Ghost produced and perfectly blah

La-di-da-di-la-de-di-da

My taste in music comes from all of the seas to the ground

I can picture just the biggest crowd

I'd drop the beat but what's the fun in that?

I'll hit you with some punk and my ghost attack


[Chorus]

And I am nothing more

I'm a ghost without a right to fight

And all the times I go to cry, I can't anymore

The music's all I've got tonight and that's what it's for


[Verse 2]

Ask me one more time what this song's about

I'll use my cool attacks and spell it right out

N-A-P-S-T-A-B-L-O-O-K

Hey, wow, wow, wow

They call me the ghost with the beats

And I see all the things that they're hiding from me

I can pass through the walls, the opposite of fall

And I lay on my floor when I think about all

My mixtape is fire, I nap on the road when I start to get tired

And what was this song about? I think I figured it out


[Chorus]

And I am nothing more

I'm a ghost without a right to fight

And all the times I go to cry, I can't anymore

The music's all I've got tonight, I can't ask for more


[Bridge]

It won't matter if you fight or spare me

'Cause I'm a ghost, 'cause I'm a ghost, 'cause I'm a ghost

It won't matter if you fight or spare me

'Cause I'm a ghost

It won't matter if you fight or spare me


[Chorus]

And I am nothing more

I'm a ghost without a right to fight

And all the times I go to cry, I can't anymore

The music's all I've got tonight and that's what it's for


[Outro]

It won't matter if you fight or spare me