Thelonious Martin - G.Host lyrics

[Verse 1: Ghost] It's the G.Host, curing through contamination Validation of damnation, sealed in lamination I start to crack, hundred ton pressure of a pessimist With 99 demons and not single exorcist Worldwide cage like a state institution So my every dissolution put with perfect execution Social pollution, clouding population resolution Ever present distortion of an evolution I'm on that new sh**, do it like Kreuger And d**h is like a masked medusa with a plasma luger How are you sir? the grim reaping, dim beacon Homie I been creeping with masked deacons and they ain't sleeping We at the precinct, bumping "cop k**a" with rock dealers When some pop n***a, says I'm J but I'm not dilla f**ing ignorant. Talk big about an album but I never finish sh**