SLAINE - Holy Ghost lyrics

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SLAINE - Holy Ghost lyrics

[Intro] Ha ha ha, YEAH! (Yeah yeah yeah) Check one two (Uhh yo Slaine man) Holy smokes (Apathy) Nah f** these motherf**ers man [Verse 1:Apathy] I'm the captain of the ship like Scotty beam me up Bullies hated me in school but they could never beat me up Fighting Irish like I'm Notre Dame, no one even knows your name Catastrophic as atomic bombs leaving no remains I live life through the eyes of Kamikaze goggles I'm Mike Tyson, you're Tyson the male model, real metro I'm macho as moshpits in Moscow With Mossbergs turning ice grills into soft serves You better stay calm, display your palms say salam Before I snuff your mom and make her s** my lucky charms I'm psychopathic on the mic you'll never touch me ya'll Cause as a child I used to cuddle with a chucky doll I swear to god these newer rappers better get a job I keep 'em in Czech (Check) like losing pa**ports in Prague I got the d**h Row flow, prepare the prisoner Electrocute to execute the crew and scare the listener Whip the stand I kicked in, I'm cool as an air conditioner Beat 'em until they eyes are as crooked as Forest Whitaker Ap is getting wickeder by the minute admit it i'll finish ya Standing next to a monster ya'll are miniature [Sample] Just when you thought it was safe to make records (x4) [Refrain] Holy Smokes! Motherf**ers I'm dope make ya catch the Holy Ghost! (x4) Police and troops have sealed off the country area, haven't found the two men reported to have been running away after the explosion They spotted several men running from the scene and fired at them…they missed [Verse 2:Slaine] Holy Smokes like Jesus blessed my Kools Like I was in Catholic school getting arrested for tools I make a, mess of these fools turn em to vegetables Turn 'em, I'm determined to be as stupid as the rest of yous Got b**hes blowing me s**ing my testicles F the rules, f** the game and your necklace j**els Tuck your chain you in the club with the exxy chewed There's a price on my head you don't wanna be next to me dude Isn't it true, isn't it smart drinking brews, winter is dark I enter the placenta with venom to chop Unsentimental, I'm mental shooting enemies hot, from bullets As soon as he goes there he went in a box, look at me A crook and he's crookedly playing chess You rookies are playin checkers at best So you pawns that tried rooking me You're playing the dirty dorito eating the ookie cookie Lookie lookie, at these f*ggot a** pussies are all shook of me I'm back up in this b**h to reclaim what was took from me Came up in this game to be everything you couldn't be Walk crookedly drunk, with a humongous toaster I'm immediate like a meteorite that keeps coming closer [Sample] [Refrain] [Outro] Our strategy is nuts, the effective use of guerilla warfare we will eventually s** the political wealth of the government

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