(Th3 Ghost)

Huh....when do i start

Unleash me....

Mama packed his food stuff

U knw.. the good stuff

Rice, beans, garri and a few pots

'u going to another town

Make sure u hold it down

Before u end up in a hole in the ground'

Those were the words but his mind drifted

He didn't hear em

He wasn't yearning for higher learning

Just the freedom he was earning

He's still a virgin

He's been thinking 'bout them girls

And he's been prepraring

The only that concerns him huh

He already lost his bearing

'fore the journey started

He hugs his mama at the park and

Her tears started as the car departed

Partly cos someone u're a part of

Is hard to part with

Huh

Such a fucking tragedy.....x2

YL

(YL)

Yeah ok...such a fucking tragedy.....damn

Look.....mama i made it

I just stepped foot in a foreign land

And truth be told it was more enhanced

Than what i pictured

And also the description i got

I couldn't tell if it was fiction or not

All i knw is that the mixture was hot

Cold weather pretty gals

With more cheddar than most fellas

And they all smokin pot

Heard its a must

Mehn am just hoping its not

My brain cells/sells i dont want it to rot

I'm tryna migrate from the migraine

But i dont want it to stop

Admittedly i am one with the plot

Feels like i work in a block

They pay attention

By the mention of my name in the streets

I saw fame in this shit

So i'm banging them chicks

Unanimous shit

It ain't my fault

Though i fought with my conscience and won

Thats why i went from being cautious to fun

Feeling very heartless

Partly cos something

You're a part of is hard to part with

(Th3 Ghost)

The first part was how a mother lost her son

The 2nd part is how the son lost his heart

The 3rd part...his heart went dark

Goddamn the word is full of hurt...

Every second spent u're tryna prove ursef

Thinking 8mile is too short

For u to lose yourself

Until u lose ur belt and then u scream

'fuck the world'

Cos u thought life was a box of pearls

U king of the underworld

Now u feeling like an OCTOpus

Cats with the 9 get like ten tackles(tentacles)

Cos there's no way u letting shit slide

U're deebo every other day except friday

Cos thats when u hit the club

Looking for a chick to rob

But u fell for this one

So u tried to pick her up

And have at her

And she dodging like a matador

Now u mad at her .......for not offering

But she ain't a whore

She's just an orphan

Who often comes here

Cos its awful to be alone

And she is single

But u were seeing double

The alcohol was making u wobble

U looking for trouble

So u call ur boy with ur toy

And u whistle till he comes near

Whisper in his dumb ear

Bring the gun here

And then u shoot her and u run scared

Ain't no fun there.....

Huh

Its such a fucking tragedy

Youths these days wasting their lives

Such a fucking tragedy......

The Rap Moriarty, YL and Mecca