Verse 1:
People worry where we're headed, like chickens beheaded
You better dead it, yeah I said - grab the medikit
Past tense and the predicates - my wordplay etiquette is heaven sent
Dilated Peoples with my Evidence, the relevance of
Terrorists and Merrill Lynch and Marilyn and Mansons
No worser than them Hansons, we all had our hands in
When crack sells, rap k**s or rap sells crack sk**s
That's ill, liberty found upon cracked bells
No certainties in the future, my soldiers I solute ya
If you can't beat em, join em - escaping the prosecution
In the streets there's prostitution, cops is shootin' lots lootin'
No retribution for boozin', in the game of life we losin'
(What?) Time and minds, it's hard to rise and shine
We livin' in the rough, so the diamond's hard to find
And motherf**ers keep asking me, why I act irrationally
Half of me's laughin', the other half's adapting
This blasphemy's rhapsody, why you not on rap city?
Things work so backwardly, you should be a star
Spit light beams, while my themes held together like tight seams
Through tight jeans - d** for rap fiends
I'm clogging pipe dreams - throwing the book out
Keeping lines hotter than a grill at a cook out
Ghost City, look out! Memories of past mistakes
Return with a vengeance...murdered victims die hard!
Bridge 1:
New Ghost City! New world metropolis
Governmental judgment day (Governmental judgment day)
Movements stay secret like the CIA, but trust me it'll be okay
Baby take my hand as we move away
Chorus:
I Know this world isn't quite what we had envisioned
Everyone's so money driven, this is no place for the living
They paying for bad decisions, they prey on other's religion
And you can't turn back the clock to make revisions
You live in prison of mind, but you'll awaken in time
And the Real World's air is much sweeter you'll find
Our sixth sense is inactive, but ghosts dance at noon
So watch for cold breath and the red that's in the room
Bridge 2:
(This is the future!) Far from Darth Vaders and soldiers that spark fazers
(This is the future!) More like stark mayors and players with dark sabres
(This is the future!) Ravid technology, manifested through prodigies
Probing through our biology, til we become mythology
(This is the future!) Sinners and repenters, rebuilding our Trade Centers
Never forget, we bare-handed so we feel the splinters
(This is the future!) Feels like 9/11 with constant emergency
So who you gon' call to bust ghosts? Come on!
Ghost City! (Come on!) x8
Chorus