Far He Sees

I go to Peemos beach
And watch the leaves float
Sipping lean coke
Dreaming that I'll make waves
Like the steam boat
I see a fisherman paddle his canoe
And I poke fun as I smoke some
Shit was funny from my view
I ain't have a clue
That the dude had his dues
For many mouths he provided food
Including mine... even if he ain't waitered for me
I ordered barbecue, the fisherman I hardly knew
Might have catered for me
Y'all is cheap but this fish ain't
He prolly sold it at the market for a cheap rate
I bought it for like 3k
Yet I'm the one laughing with my fish brain
Ain't that shit strange?
Adam fell just because of his bride
Humpty fell because of his pride
No matter how high you are
You can fall from the sky
So you gotta stay humble
Cos if you look way beyond you
You might see stumble
He's still in pellyville
He's a village author
I chalk it all up like a native doctor
Cos I ought to
I got a higher purpose
To make my fans treble at the base
Right before I take over the states
And I'm all over the place
Like a bouncer
Hear the announcer
Th3 Ghost lives here, blows leaves here
In the underground in a plastic chair
Yeah we here, yeah he here, yeah he here
Lo and behold age is creeping on me
While am chasing hoes
And be sipping on lean
Entwined in the high life
Will you be forty (UB40)
Still sipping red red wine
Album taking too long
And now the waiters are giving me tips
My script will burn a disc till it's crisp
Chill I'll put my blood in a cup
And I'll give u a sip
If you lend me your ears
I'll give you my lips
I don't care the figure I sell
I will walk the path
I don't care the people that fell
Or even if I fail
I'm not a star
I'm the rap god
Your soul are systems I created in the sun
With the moon beside me (solar system)
I encode hard flows in scrolls
With barcode go deep you'd find nuggets of gold
Before the story gets told
Let me tell you where it started
Hearts swept across
I had a brush with death... yes
Dreams envelope me
I'm eloping on a cruise with Penelope
Hoping that I get laid
On the cross is where I put my life force
Flows dirty it could give you typhoid
My type hard
Like a sex chat
No matter the set back
Hear these four words (forward)
Never Ever Step Back
Better pray that the hate
Never resonates yo a knife in the vertebrae
Careful where you lay
Cos...
It's ground breaking how we broke the ground floor
I'm a ground hog, grind hard grind smart
Heavy downpour mind storm
Lion heart, I am hard
Increase your line of sight
And aim up
Came up fucked the game up
Change up e'ry millisecond
Test me if you feeling reckless
You needing lessons
I'll wreck this in a second
The only evidence I left at the scene
Was impression
The rest is pestilence
Hell is listening to how I flow
But the devil tryna hide my glow
And I'm like yo!
Even for the devil, that is very low
With trees sprouting from my buried flows
North south east west craving (Wes craven)
For my horror flows
I seen your videos with the borrowed hoes(burrowed holes)
Go ahead check my history
For 2morrow's flow
Respect Ghost... to the overseas rappers
I ain't looking down on local rappers
But over the seas... I oversees rappers
I sees MCs and that's it
They ain't see em (CM) no more
The devil too scared to dance
It's just me on the floor
Please there's more
Got a hold of your handler
An orangutan who's a wrangler
I'd send him to hell
So he can boil in anger
The flow ain't never stopping
I'm always with a pad writing
Excuse my bad writing
I got good intentions
I write what's right with what's left
I'm ambidextrous... Check this
I'll cross this beat off my check list
With clenched fist I'll land my next hit
You listening to the best spit
A new world order
Now throw away the past laws
And kick the courts
With my tennis shoes
Let this serve as a warning
I'm telling you... I'm a menace to society
You're scared shitless
When you see us play our parts
And damn near get a heart attack
Like you ain't come with your heart attached
Your heart didn't fail you bro
You failed your heart
Put me in a stage with any DJ
And I'll leave without a scratch
Just the fans scratching their head
Like it's full of lice
Cos I ain't up in the stage full of Ice
Packing their ears full of lies
Peace!
Am the truth
Ama stop raising hell
When heaven falls
And that's like never dog
Soon as my song played
She was asking 'who is that?'
Which is why I took her home
And dug her pussy cat (dog)
I'll crash my wagon into your band
Cos I ain't jumping on your band wagon



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Writer(s): Tseyi Uwawah
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