Ghosts I, by alexSlander

Ghosts I

by alexSlander

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1.	Ghost In The Machine (feat. Jade Ox) 03:50	lyrics	buy track
(alex)Slander Born and raised on the outskirts of my city's crooked frame Where the rusted wires hang from the sky of geodesic plates In a place where the people come and go but evil stays like Kanye West Imma go Kathy Bates on his legs then tell that fuck to stand up and respect me I'm only underground as Morlocks Taking over board walks Short and white as your cock When ya'll got sprung like door stops Cause our tour stops on your slots Surrender your spots and stocks To the wolves of the wall street gridlock Idiots be thinking that they're gonna hit hip hop's without treading pig slop You're tripping like a big shot and getting me pissed off I've been smoking weed daily since I was 11 With no repercussions, still hardly a felon 'Til I mailed the press bloody rags as if I was Arthur Leigh Allen Now they're blaming my fortune and fame And my talent on selling my soul to the devil For studio time in hell when in fact I got this far by myself, no help from the heavens So don't call your shit trill because you once took a drum lesson And if you don't get that line, don't ask me dumb questions No on'es impressed with you lyrical adolescence Imperial sense of self or materialistic essence And I betcha rest with your hands about a Smith and Wesson Not for the protection, but to keep you coming like a pension As if hip hop's obsession with aggression started with you Got balls enough to call your shit new Sinking in my shadow like Tony Shalhoub I grew like infection, losing my breakfast Down upon the heads and shoes Of whack ass cats like you, your cast and crew None of who got my X-Files references Intentionally unconventional Soon to be as classic as bitches brew So if you can't get down with my whack ass sound Shit or get out of the confession booth Jade Ox Surrounded by faces, face it, I'm lonelier than before Surrounded by decorations and my hatred for decor Hangin' on the walls and layin' on the floor Wasted in the basement like I never been here before Draggin skeletons, sellin' it out the door I won't embellish more fall out than I can afford 'Cus I walk with demons seepin through the cord They stand behind me when I'm sleepin or when I record They watch me as I'm washin my face I got a couple mistakes that'll never wash away My girl lookin' at me like I'm fucking crazy I'ma kill the world the day they try to play me It needs to be said so fuck it if I already said it I'm above the threshold and I'll let go if I let it Thank the feds the meds relieve the stress and I forget it Otherwise my rhymes would be a list of shit I regretted Been to hell and back the trip was strictly business Now I sit in front of sinks and think about my visit Obsessed and stressin, I'm wrestlin inner tangents In a mansion runnin' room to room these thoughts is dancin' So I ransom money random things that lend some help It's over when the fat lady sings and I'm lendin' health Slander, I'ma need some answers else I might hurt myself In a tub with toasters or I'm drownin' in a well So while I get the chance here's a toast to health Ridin' with rappers who boastin' it to tell Lyin' if they records sold well but fuck it I guess oh well Things ain't been the same since I got a name and got some fame Sacrificed the sane to run like game like Ichabod Cran
2.	Breeding Ground (feat. Alex Blocker) 02:07	lyrics	buy track
(alex)Slander I was born to destroy All the wannabe-gangster types That restrain the style like stereotypes And shame lazy creators Who fail to break out of The Matrix Or simply shake that mold they're made in It's amazing (huh?) The amount of people I wake from daydreaming On a daily basis When I do say thank you For allowing me to play the role of a fear That was previously shapeless, nameless, faceless So I sat up in the basement for days Trying to craft a key to crack the human cranium And that made me the crazy one Because I refuse to conform to a norm And I'd rather take your whole fucking scene by storm I weave beats deformed and leave these streets torn When I come on tour I'll slap every last moron Who tells me I'm not hip hop Like I haven't even heard my own fucking music before Alex Blocker Look at this Effortless Never get next to this, I promise Steppin' in the room with a dime Corsage on, I prom this Niggas never 'bout progress Take a rap clique hostage Give yo main squeeze the juice Then I throw her to the moshpit Youtube virals, downward spirals From high as Eiffel whipping go-kart tires Blood of trappers how I write my cyphers Rappers will copy and paste you But they'll never cite ya Blankies and jammies Waking in your new Bugatti Next to Miley probably off a molly Shit, I'll sell my soul but I can't even find it And I got that from Jade Ox So go and blame it like J. Foxx On the alcohol, I'm bound to ball If not ill propofol Jackson, Tyson, Eric Dyson with the bars And this potato chips, I ain't even spittin' bars I could blow yo mind but why would I waste that on y'all?
3.	Viaduct (feat. M.A.B. & 389) 04:09	info	buy track