Cory Joseph - Ghost Town lyrics

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Cory Joseph - Ghost Town lyrics

[Spoken Sample] (Ghosts and ghouls. The things that haunt and fright As you have already read in the newspapers A most amazing discovery has been made in this Most peaceful of countries) [Scratched Sample] [Prevail] Welcome to the ghost town (x3) [Verse 1] Neph This is the Renaissance of rap West coast back in action Charles Bronson, Ronsin, Tortures are pa**ive Still old fashion. On the rocks that is my pa**ion Orange oil aroma, sweet just like these actors No pa**es. Get burned to ashes. Light it from Athens Godly, legend in the making, it's no hobby Smash your arts and crafts Dust devils, desert Mojave Oasis flow fresh spring water .. Splash your faces. Wake up If your sleeping, get woke eyes wide shut Peak into the scope and notice the frame rust We building story by story around form the ground up Lonely in ghost town where most to remain stuck Alive, just plain luck. When the signs posted, they wanted me Snup like tucked in the cuffs Axe on my back, a black stallions first kick. It hit a nerve Neph [?] Dark rider, holding an urn (That ends the first of what I can only call the tape recordings The technicians are threading another spool into the machine And simply we're here to see the part of this amazing Voice from the past (voice from the past) [Neph] Hit 'em P! [Verse 2] Prevail A thousand bright, white lights illuminate night skies They form a semicircle with perpendicular lines Your vernacular falls deep into my, elliptical yet unpredictable My alphabetical comprehension is a mechanical invention My direction inclined, while you on downslope Bound ropes, levers and pulleys I'm like Khaleesi with some dragons and a thousand unsullied As a kid I was bullied, but now I fire breathe heat Live wire leviers and annihilate rhyme sheets You sidewinders ain't venomous, still chew concrete Spew lava rocks, molten chalk, stand atop a Pompeii Lock the doors, shock the ocean floor and block the walkway Hunger Games, mocking jay, beat up headphones, Dr Dre Feed on vermin like a bird of prey, so call me osprey Bomb bay doors open wide, drop topics on obsolete province Burning eyes like formaldehyde, yeah! (That ends the second recording. There is an increasing air Of uneasiness here in the hall. I notice that the lights have been turned up brightly and the scientists seem to have taken to looking behind them (looking behind them) [Prevail] Welcome to the ghost town (x7) [Scratched Sample] [Prevail] It's a ghost town Welcome to the ghost town Welcome to the ghost town