Sessions Three ft. S.K. GHOST Lyrics

Oh man

Time for another session

Clowning cutting up in the studio

Fifth Ransom

Ghost

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And LSF

Ghost you up first

Fuck what you say

I was bred different

Something out of nothing

Now I got a vision

Gotta come with it

All I got is me

If I die trying

Bury me a g

Theres things you didnt see

Theres things you didnt hear

But now I look around

Lost souls disappear

Now they call me Ghost

Now Im on my own

Been a long time

Momm im coming home

Surrounded by these fakes

Funny they forget when I stack the empty plates

Im the reason that you wait

Tried to give you real game

Put my name second

Never in it for the fame

But the day came when you switched up on me

Yet Im still the same

Three to the brain

Smoking back to back

Went back to the streets

Guess solos where its at

You aint show me different

Your boy is on a mission

I got the mission

Theres plenty ammunition

You see your boy

I used to cook up in the kitchen

Got em wishing

They was still with the nation

But they cant hang

Naw they hating

They fucking with us

Man we just coming

Impatiently waiting

You know its devastating when we get the rhymes in line adjacent

We just walking around while these people they player hating

We just saying what you doing

Some people just cant relate and they cant understand the language

So let me just switch a lane and fifth what you doing

Im sitting back baby

Im chopping screwing

Hey ghost

I think they see the vision too

They call that congruent

And the flow is so fluent

You know Im never late truent

And expectations was proven

No demonstration

Not schooling

Who knew it

Industry

Fifth

Sessions

Three

Psyche

Aint tripping this facts

Little boy quit bitching

Just taxing

You know I get it

Straight action

Aint fucking with it

Straight factsing

Im just gon quit it

Relapsing

LSF

5th Nation happen

Anything else you got to ask me

Alright alright alright

I think were done now

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