[Hook:]
I am a ghost
On the low light streets
I am a ghost
My flow like G's
I am a ghost
Don't smokin' trees
I am a ghost
I show my peace
I am a ghost
On the low light streets
I am a ghost
My flow like G's
I am a ghost
Don't smokin' trees
I am a ghost
I show my peace
[Verse:]
This is my first try, see the game
Go a hard way, i feel the pain
I make oldschool hiphop like westcoast
And i show this in my next post
Yeah, Real G is a Real G
Only loyal people in my team
Heh, i am a good rapper with bad thoughts
My lines and rhymes are headnuts
I am strong and so hungry man
My voice so low like a Lambo Huraćan
The stairs to the fame are a heavy way
Every raptext for me a chance to stay
Oh, It's time to be the best, yeah
I better than now, next year
This is my new track, on the next level
Is the real life and not a rapbattle
[Hook:]
I am a ghost
On the low light streets
I am a ghost
My flow like G's
I am a ghost
Don't smokin' trees
I am a ghost
I show my peace
I am a ghost
On the low light streets
I am a ghost
My flow like G's
I am a ghost
Don't smokin' trees
I am a ghost
I show my peace
They think, they are cool, because they smoking trees
This shit is real, my voice with beat
My life, my way from a little boy to me
And the words, that I say, are honestly
For our friendship it is to late, go to sleep
The important thing in life, don't to cheat
To many people say everyday ,,Fuck the Cops''
But they show only courage with glocks
A never ending fight, me against the world
Sometime ending life, a lot of i have to learn
I'm a real fighter, in the fake buis
My life between luzifer and angels
And not everyone, can hang with us
The life on earth, are dangerous
And I do, what I want to do
I work hard and I hustle to
Hook:]
I am a ghost
On the low light streets
I am a ghost
My flow like G's
I am a ghost
Don't smokin' trees
I am a ghost
I show my peace
I am a ghost
On the low light streets
I am a ghost
My flow like G's
I am a ghost
Don't smokin' trees
I am a ghost
I show my peace
Sie stecken mich an, die Kinder des Lachens.
Sie albern am Wegesrand, fern allem Ernst.
Ein Zauber begann, mir ein Grinsen zu machen,
wie ein neues Gewand, das die Sorgen entfernt.
So mancher lebt in einer surrealen Welt,
die er für ganz normal gewöhnlich hält -
er tummelt sich in seltsam-geilen Pfründen,
ohne je den tiefen Sinn dafür zu finden.
Ein kleiner Ort, noch nie von ihm gehört,
der Zufall hatte mich dorthin geführt.
Kutter gegen die Kaimauer dümpeln,
die Wellen wabernd im Morgenlicht funkeln,
der Fischer lässt den Motor an, [ ... ]
Der Smooth Jazz breitet sich aus
Schwingt sich den Wänden empor
Tanzt an der Decke leichtfüssig
Lacht übers ganze Gesicht
Und meint in unterkühltem Ton
Auch Wolken haben eine [ ... ]