Текст песни
Ghost in the shell
Smoke metal cigs
Top floor, overlook
City glistening
Straight jacket
Hold tight
Cushioned rooms
Because I like to loose fights
It's a whole lotta
Love for the night
Fold empty hands
I been had the cards pussy
Show, show
Show your
It's a lotta other ways
We can settle this
Ghost in my soul
Locked in a hell
Can't leave this bitch
Puffin on my
Puffin on my
Puffin on my metal cigs
Puffin on my
Puffin on my
Puffin on my metal cigs
Puffin on my
Puffin on my
Puffin on my metal cigs
Puffin on my
Puffin on my
Puffin on my metal cigs
Puffin on my
Puffin on my
Puffin on my metal cigs
Puffin on my
Puffin on my
Puffin on my metal cigs
Puffin on my
Puffin on my
Puffin on my metal cigs
Puffin on my
Puffin on my
Puffin on my metal cigs
Six stars heading for my wrist
I'm mobbin
Six stars heading for my wrist
I'm mobbin
Ghost in the shell
Split face
Yeah I really might wear you
Cyclone fist
Wrong looks I might hurt you
Cigarette flick
Push feet to these bricks
It's a long way home
Narrow roads, missed curfew
Psych ward trippin
Said I'm really that nigga
Metal mainframe
Couldn't see much clearer
I'm not the problem
Lil bitch, so miss me
Cyborg city at night
Looks dreadful
Pop a couple bolts
Like pills, so bashful
You people not humans
Just a shell
Might blast you
Flying through the east end
Bitch, cold summer
Devil on my shoulder
But he ain't saying nothing
Fizzle pop circuits
In my head
Like circus
Roundabout, take another shot
It's working
Green light district
Never shined
So perfect
Green light district
Never shined
So perfect
Green light district
Never shined
So perfect
Green light district
Never shined
So perfect
Green light district
Never shined
So perfect