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GHOST Video (MV)




Performed By: The Lost Order
Language: English
Length: 2:35
Written by: Thomas Edward Mark Egerton, Ashley Paul Weaver




The Lost Order - GHOST Lyrics




Bouncing hard with some mda and a quarter pound of drake
Shows these hoes how to let it go make the speakers cut and shake
Flow x-ray like I'm carving weight make the beat go mia
Roll these clones into cosmic tones I'm the new-age future state
Boy put the pen away don't give a f*ck if you pray to dre
Bouncing hard with a new ar dose the boulevard like a f*cking raid
Low invade like a mock iframe whip the Metaverse like a f*cking slave
Phantom came color arctic caine with some hydro veins going up and down
I know, I'm chemical switching lane like a ufo
Two hks wrapped around my waist with the trigger laced like it f*cking snow
No control like an ai drone better tie me up cuz I can't let go
Bass unload off adrenochrome make the speakers moan till they f*cking blow
Oh reload slip the slide like I'm pulling slow
Dip these bands into holograms sever kilograms with a f*cking Rogue
Sum these slugs like I'm Kali murder your ego down cause it f*cking faux
I told you boys I'mma f*cking ghost better up my name before I lift your soul

Mercy kill the track overlooked now want me back
Only tops come in my sack I drop dope not in a sack
Attack exactly where you lack heard our shit and know you're wack
You're with the herd I run the pack you had your turn we want a crack
Like I'm aroused this type of killing the law allows
Step in the ring they throwing towels deadly thoughts behind the smiles
Keep hard lines like I work with tiles not sensei but I'm kicking styles
If I'm a wolf then this is my howl translated words from warning growls
But don't just bite I eat flipping trying to buy your street
Got the higher ground you should retreat I watch you dwell where demons meet
You were selling your soul I stole your seat I just keep landing on my feet
The world is cold so I keep some heat when they ask my name tell them defeat
And at this point you ain't got a choice
Sick of hearing the devil's rejoice
I'm asking god do you hear my voice
About harvest time imma need a hoist
Ain't trying to bust heads man this dope ain't moist
Turn the beat to a ghost like white Rolls Royce
Open the game and we put in joist

Turn the beat to a
Turn the beat to a
Turn the beat to a
Turn the beat to ghost like a white Rolls Royce
Turn the beat to a
Turn the beat to a
Turn the beat to a
Turn the beat to ghost like a white Rolls Royce
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Bouncing hard with some mda and a quarter pound of drake
Shows these hoes how to let it go make the speakers cut and shake
Flow x-ray like I'm carving weight make the beat go mia
Roll these clones into cosmic tones I'm the new-age future state
Boy put the pen away don't give a f*ck if you pray to dre
Bouncing hard with a new ar dose the boulevard like a f*cking raid
Low invade like a mock iframe whip the Metaverse like a f*cking slave
Phantom came color arctic caine with some hydro veins going up and down
I know, I'm chemical switching lane like a ufo
Two hks wrapped around my waist with the trigger laced like it f*cking snow
No control like an ai drone better tie me up cuz I can't let go
Bass unload off adrenochrome make the speakers moan till they f*cking blow
Oh reload slip the slide like I'm pulling slow
Dip these bands into holograms sever kilograms with a f*cking Rogue
Sum these slugs like I'm Kali murder your ego down cause it f*cking faux
I told you boys I'mma f*cking ghost better up my name before I lift your soul

Mercy kill the track overlooked now want me back
Only tops come in my sack I drop dope not in a sack
Attack exactly where you lack heard our shit and know you're wack
You're with the herd I run the pack you had your turn we want a crack
Like I'm aroused this type of killing the law allows
Step in the ring they throwing towels deadly thoughts behind the smiles
Keep hard lines like I work with tiles not sensei but I'm kicking styles
If I'm a wolf then this is my howl translated words from warning growls
But don't just bite I eat flipping trying to buy your street
Got the higher ground you should retreat I watch you dwell where demons meet
You were selling your soul I stole your seat I just keep landing on my feet
The world is cold so I keep some heat when they ask my name tell them defeat
And at this point you ain't got a choice
Sick of hearing the devil's rejoice
I'm asking god do you hear my voice
About harvest time imma need a hoist
Ain't trying to bust heads man this dope ain't moist
Turn the beat to a ghost like white Rolls Royce
Open the game and we put in joist

Turn the beat to a
Turn the beat to a
Turn the beat to a
Turn the beat to ghost like a white Rolls Royce
Turn the beat to a
Turn the beat to a
Turn the beat to a
Turn the beat to ghost like a white Rolls Royce
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Writer: Thomas Edward Mark Egerton, Ashley Paul Weaver
Copyright: Lyrics © Aporia Records Inc., BMG Rights Management, O/B/O DistroKid, Sentric Music


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