(Intro)

I'm just, a ghost in a shell

With goals to propel

Avoiding the hell, yo, yeah

Avoiding the hell, a ghost in a shell with goals to propel

I don't think your ready

I'm not even ready

Back in the booth in the back of the room

Back with a smack & I'm back with a boom

I attack every track & I like when it's smooth

Soothe with a tune that is suiting my mood

In a mood for a move need a suit for the moon

Leaving at noon won't be seeing you soon

Need fuel to consume, something to eat

Greed is the seed that is feeding this feast

Eating the beat I'm a beast on a spree

Life is a beach when I'm losing my reach

Hand into sand & I'm moving to sea

Confusing but free kinda new to be me

Learned from the best & I learned from the worst

Some of them cursed enslaved to their hurt

Hate is the nature to slaves of the earth

Satan your mate saved space in his hearse

He paid to your purse while I'm paving my way

Your a slave to the game I just turned up to play

You are lost on your wave I am staying awake

For curtains to raise on the stage when I say

Life is a switch on a current of days

Write down your wish or be lost in a maze

A lot on your plate so it's hard to convey

Soul into sentence I'm certain to send it

With verbs I'm a veteran broken the spectrum

Words for selection serve as reflection

Goals for those who don't know I'm stretching

Lyrical ability little more than energy

Mix it with the melody serve it as a remedy

There will never be another me maybe a Medley

Maybe an enemy ending my entity

Maybe it's meant to be

Maybe I'm mentally mentioning menacing memories

Menacing memories, maybe I'm mentally mentioning menacing memories

Verses for therapy averting a fellony

Flirt with the worst but they stay to converse

I'd rather rehearse & write in a verse till I'm right in the earth

Mining for gems in my mind to project

Truth in the booth with my intellect

Integrity I try to protect

More clarity this vibe is correct

State my intent in the page with my pen

Sage with hits I arrange all the kicks

Lost in a phase that I couldn't predict

Guess I'm a mage cause I just amaze

Even myself I am under spell

I couldn't tell, still doing well

Soul wouldn't sell (x3)

Avoiding the hell, a ghost in a shell with goals to propel (x3)

Cause I'm just right here and ...

I'm back in the booth in the back of the room, back with a smack & I'm back with a boom, back with a boom, back with a boom. (X2)

Avoiding the hell, a ghost in a shell with goals to propel (x2)