Ghost - Intellectual

[Verse 1: LoneMoon]

Ghost in the machine, gaining sentience

We the quickest in the scene, you'll find us anywhere

Too dope, we can't hang around the fakes

You know that we all up in your face

A lot of people say we gotta meditate

But we like to ghost ride, we don't care if it ain't safe

Got me saying "Oh my," cannot seem to get a break

I don't want a bold lie so I'll tell it to you straight

Take this out

Yeah, yeah

Aye, [?] overkill it

We have always been the villains

Never cared about her feelings

[?] how we did it

Never ever made a milli

You gonna get with the drilling

Raise the roof, raise the ceiling

This is how we make a killing

Break it down like this

Let me think a bit about it

Ghost man, I'm standing up

Begin without us, fabled friend

Don't know my flow, feels like it's broke

Money come and money go

Hella fire, burn the gold

Listen, that's the way it goes

Feel like I will never know