Ghost Town - G-Mo Skee, G-Mo Skee feat. Crowda

Where I’m from people look down on you if you got a dream

Sacrificed it all, 'cuz workin' a job was not my thing

It was in my prophecy to fail, these devils will pop a blood vessel when they

thought of me livin' well

Now, I wanna make sure they see this shit when I explode

These niggas don’t know what it takes to survive the road

That’s why I show appreciation every night at shows

'Cuz last year I was still sleepin' with mice and mold

When it comes to my dues I overpaid, got bit by snakes, you could see the scars

from the Cobra fangs

Only real niggas know the pain

Till you look in your daughter’s eyes and your brains feel no restrains

I told her 'Daddy gonna make it happen no matter what"

And now I’m flossin', 'cuz when I talk it, I back it up

These niggas jealous, they feet ain’t movin' fast enough

They don’t remember when I was broke before I had a buzz

(Chorus: Crowda)

My homicidal thoughts could turn to real life

I’ll snap, open my eyes and do your ass trife

You can catch me in the graveyard

With a shovel machete strapped to the tee about to slay ya’ll

Ay, ay, I might commit a murder

Ay, ay, I might commit a murder tonight

Ay, ay, I might commit a murder

Ay, ay, I might commit a murder tonight

(Verse 2: G-Mo Skee)

This for the teacher who told me I wasn’t gifted

This is for that bitch, Ms. Horodovitch to be specific (Bitch!)

This is for my ex-manager, I’m here bruh

I heard you went and fucked a couple niggas careers up

In all the music I love to jam

I couldn’t relate as a kid, but now I finally understand

I guess I had to become a man

These niggas used to help you now they turn their back, they want a couple grand

Man, fuck you, you used to be somebody I looked up to

But everything you said to me was untrue

Why everybody dyin' to be in my situation?

They always hated me but they knew I was gettin' places

I remember when they laughed in my face

Now they act like I’m the dopest rapper to rap in the Bay

It’s funny how all of a sudden your status can change

And punk mothafuckas never look at you the same

(Chorus: Crowda)

My homicidal thoughts could turn to real life

I’ll snap, open my eyes and do your ass trife

You can catch me in the graveyard

With a shovel machete strapped to the tee about to slay ya’ll

Ay, ay, I might commit a murder

Ay, ay, I might commit a murder tonight

Ay, ay, I might commit a murder

Ay, ay, I might commit a murder tonight

(Verse 3: G-Mo Skee)

Yeah

Now, I make sure my missiles launch properly, bombs drop constantly

Bitch niggas hated, created a monstrosity

I’m passin' out colostomy bags in large quantities

You gotta be fuckin' Hellen Keller, you’re not watchin' me

I was right, you was wrong, it’s becomin' clear

All those times niggas wouldn’t listen to my ideas

Dropped outta college and they thought I was a burn-out

Now every verse on every album, niggas getting cursed out

Boy I told you I would make it one day with this

Spit the sickest verse on planet earth and make 'em flip

I’m slayin' shit and I don’t care if you take offense

I’mma live it, I done witnessed niggas die chasin' it

Rest in peace Steady P, rest in peace Protocol, rest in peace Cannibal,

this something I wrote for ya’ll

I’m still holdin' you niggas down and I’m goin' strong

I’mma put it on for my underdogs, yeah

(Chorus: Crowda)

My homicidal thoughts could turn to real life

I’ll snap, open my eyes and do your ass trife

You can catch me in the graveyard

With a shovel machete strapped to the tee about to slay ya’ll

Ay, ay, I might commit a murder

Ay, ay, I might commit a murder tonight

Ay, ay, I might commit a murder

Ay, ay, I might commit a murder tonight

(Skit: G-mo Skee & Brian)

Yo, that shit is grimy man, I’m feelin' to get the fuck up outta here.

I can’t take this shit no more

Now hold on bruh

No, fuck you!

I’m getting the fuck up outta here

Wait bro, you don’t even know where you goin'!

Fuckin' crazy, gotta get the fuck outta here

Hold up!

Don’t go in there bruh!

I’mma cut through here… (screams)

Yo, what the fuck?!

The fuck is this?

I told ya’ll not to touch shit!

You done fucked up now Brian!

What the fuck is this?

You done opened the door to my darkest imagination!

Take this.

You in the front

seat now nigga!

I don’t wanna kill anybody

YOU opened the door.

Now YOU gotta kill somebody nigga.

Take it!

Ok, ok