Real Yoits - GHOST

Yeah
Let's talk about
What you don't know about
What you mean that you slowing down
I come around
Whoo
I earned my crown
I've been working on the 3rd round
My sound about to break the ground
Yeah
Lately I've been grinding
Lately I've been rhyming
Lately I've been breaking my timing
You said I'm trash, why you lying
You'll talk trash, but your hiding
So stop your whining
I've been learning
You can say a lot of crap
But in the end there's no way that you can take back
My mind gets the feeling of danger
And wants to attack
I ask it can you relax
The multi react
There's no way that I'm the only one that notices my school has no empathy
No one does anything, even when they report the enemy
The enemy's will eventually learn it's not good to mess with me, yeah
The main reason people hurt others is because of there jealousy
Especially, when someone doesn't have there specialty
They know they won't have a legacy
But I know that this is my destiny
I don't understand just because I'm a rapper you gotta threaten me
Why do teachers and people who do think strait gotta lecture me
I know I need some therapy, but they need some help mentally
Whoo
I am twisted
I admit it
Don't think I can spit it
Good riddance
Compare the life I'am living
To lies I have hidden
To the truth I have written
You beat me
No you didn't
I'm always in it to win it
I'll take a beat and I'll kill it
What you think about that
I don't care about the stats
I won't ever need a plaque
These words, I'll never take back
Lately I haven't had time to focus in class
I'm more worried about me and my rap
I've officially made rap my new task
You said I'm trash, wait, did I ask
I don't act like these beats own me
I own them
And it's not hard to comprehend
That I won't mess around and play pretend
I will not be the one for these beats defense, no
There goes another beat
I could do this any day In my sleep
No defeat
I keep praying for all my dreams
What it seems
I work for what I wanna be
Number 3
Don't work for me
Hard to rap when you got this heat, yeah
People think they get the flow
People only give respect when they're on a rope
Wanna hit me, but you know that you won't
I'll drop an album, then I'll be the ghost

Written by:
Immanuel Savchin

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