Built for This (Remix) by DJ #Skandalous Feat.  #Method Man, #Freddie Gibbs, #2Pac, Ice Cube & #Eazy-E

Built for This (Remix) by DJ Skandalous Feat. Method Man, Freddie Gibbs, 2Pac, Ice Cube & Eazy-E

Marlboro Doublefusion - Suicidal Thoughts

Produced By Jourdain Casper.



The Official Ghosty Ghost 👻

Ghosty Ghost - Logical Hustle

[Verse 1]
Roll it tight, spark the green, let the smoke kiss the sky,
Puff slow, feel the flow, watch my cares wave goodbye.
Kush clouds swirl, mind twirls, I’m floatin’ on a breeze,
Sticky buds, purple nugs, got me vibin’ with ease.
Grind it fine, papers thin, twist it with a grin,
Light the end, inhale deep, let the magic begin.
No stress, no mess, just a high that’s pure bliss,
Weed’s my peace, my release, like a lover’s soft kiss.
Fields of green, growin’ free, nature’s finest art,
Terpenes sing, senses spring, they ignite my heart.
Blunt’s lit, thoughts drift, I’m sailin’ through the stars,
Mary Jane’s my main, she heals my deepest scars.
From the grow to the glow, every toke’s a thrill,
Chronic’s callin’, I’m all in, chase that herbal chill.
No chains, no pain, just a vibe that’s so real,
Weed’s my guide, by my side, teachin’ me to feel.
Pass the jay, let it stay, circle’s tight, we’re one,
Laughter flows, time slows, under moon or sun.
Sativa dreams, indica schemes, I’m lost in the blend,
Hazy days, lifted ways, this high won’t ever end.
Got my stash, no crash, I’m ridin’ this wave,
Green’s my queen, serene, from the cradle to the grave.  

[Pre-Chorus]
Light it up, let it burn, feel the world fade away,
In the smoke, I’m awoke, every night, every day.
No weight, no hate, just a cloud I call home,
Weed’s my wings, watch me sing, in this haze I roam.  

[Chorus]
Blaze the haze, elevate, I’m high above the fray,
Toke by toke, break the yoke, let my soul fly away.
Green’s my spark, lights the dark, keeps the demons at bay,
When they ask where I’m at, I just smile and I say,
I’m gone in the smoke, gone in the smoke,
Lost in the green, where my dreams stay woke.
Gone in the smoke, gone in the smoke,
Weed’s my escape, my eternal dope.  

[Verse 2]
Bong rips, quick hits, let the glass glow bright,
Water bubbles, no troubles, I’m soarin’ to the light.
Skunk scent, heaven-sent, it’s a ritual I trust,
Every puff, lift me up, turn my doubts into dust.
Grow lights hum, buds bloom, it’s a sacred craft,
From the seed to the weed, I’m in love with the path.
No pills, no chills, just a natural high,
Cannabis my canvas, paint my thoughts in the sky.
Roll a spliff, take a whiff, let the vibe unfold,
Stories told, hearts bold, in the smoke’s soft hold.
Hemp wicks, quick flicks, ignite the perfect flame,
Every strain’s a new game, no two highs the same.
OG Kush, Sour D, or that Blue Dream haze,
Each one’s a key, sets me free, through the mental maze.
No cage, no rage, just a calm in my core,
Weed’s my cure, so pure, opens every door.
Pass it left, no theft, share the love we grow,
Unity in every hit, let the good times flow.
Eyes red, no dread, I’m at peace in my zone,
This herb’s my word, my church, my heart’s true home.
From the blunt to the bud, it’s a life I embrace,
Weed’s my truth, my youth, my eternal space.
In the smoke, I’m alive, where my spirit’s unchained,
Every toke’s a stroke, in a world I’ve reclaimed.  

[Pre-Chorus]

[Chorus]

[Bridge]
This that green revolution, liftin’ up my mind,
No confusion, just a truth that’s one of a kind.
They can’t tame this flame, I’m burnin’ so bright,
Weed’s my guide through the tide, my beacon in the night.
Seen the lows, felt the blows, but the bud pulls me through,
Every hit’s a reset, makes my spirit brand new.
From the soil to the coil, it’s a cycle divine,
This herb’s my word, my world, my eternal shrine.  

[Outro]
No stress, no chains, just a high that’s my own,
In the haze, I’m raised, where my heart’s fully grown.
Fire burns, world turns, but I’m free in this state,
Weed’s my key, sets me free, through the cosmic gate.
When they ask where I’m at, I just laugh and I say,
I’m gone in the smoke, gone in the smoke,
Lost in the green, where my dreams stay woke.
Gone in the smoke, gone in the smoke,
Weed’s my escape, my eternal dope.  


Gone In The Smoke

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Dont Chase The Grave

[Verse 1]  
Echoes claw the skull's backdoor, fingers slick with yesterday's rot  
Chasin' ghosts that grin like exes, teeth filed sharp on forgotten plots  
Mind's a sewer rat sprint, dodgin' floods of what-ifs gone sour  
Pills rattle like loose change in a coffin, buyin' hours by the hour  
Fists pound the mirror till it spits blood confessions, "You ain't king"  
Crown's a noose of neon lies, swingin' low where the weak hearts cling  
Demons DJ the static, scratchin' tracks of "almost was" on repeat  
Feet drag through tar-pit thoughts, sinkin' slow, no lifeline, no beat  
Rage bubbles up like bad acid, burnin' bridges to bone-dry ash  
Last laugh's a wheeze from the void, echoin' "crash, you fool, crash"  

[Chorus]  
Shadows slither, swallow whole, no mercy in the swallow's throat  
Chasin' tails in black-hole basements, where the light forgot to show  
Yell till lungs cave, "Come get me!"—they just laugh and let you choke  
Mind's meat grinder, churnin' dreams to dust, one hopeless poke  
Shadows, shadows, pull me under, drown the fire in your ink  
Chasin', bleedin', never winnin', just the brink and bitter brink  
Echo back my broken howls, make the crowd scream it thin  
Shadows win, shadows win, let the spiral spin us in  

[Verse 2]  
Woke up tastin' rust and regret, tongue thick with unsaid goodbyes  
Eyes like cracked phone screens, scrollin' scrolls of alibis that die  
Friends fade to pixels, ghosts in group chats, typin' "we good?" lies  
Bottle's bottom mocks the promise, "One more swig, then you fly"  
But wings are wet rags, clipped by doubts that nest in ribcage cracks  
Nights stack like unpaid bills, interest pilin' panic attacks  
Whispers from the wallpaper peel, "Quit pretendin', you're the hack"  
Laughter's a luxury tax, paid in tears that streak the track  
Fury's a flat tire on the freeway, spinnin' wild, no traction left  
Just skid marks of "shoulda" leadin' to the cliff where hope went deaf  

[Chorus]  

[Verse 3]  
Threads of sanity fray like cheap socks, trippin' over toe-stub truths  
Youth's a scam artist, sold me futures wrapped in fool's proof  
Now I'm pawnin' memories for matches, lightin' fuses to the fuse  
Boom—scattered shards of "me" rain down, nothin' left but the blues  
Rivals in my head hall, circlin' like vultures on a vibe  
Pickin' clean the carcass of confidence, leavin' gristle to survive  
Scream at ceilings stained with smoke rings from cigars of "why try?"  
They stare back blank, judgin' silent, "Boy, you're just another die"  
Twist the knife of nostalgia slow, carve out chunks of what burned bright  
Left with embers that mock the hunger, starvin' fierce in endless night  

[Bridge]  
Breathe it in, the rot-rose scent, petals wiltin' on the vine  
One step from the edge, toes curl 'round nothin', spine's a crooked line  
What if the chase ends empty? Just a loop of "you again"  
Fists unclench, drop the fight—let the dark twins pull you in  
But nah, spark flares wild, veins pump venom, "Not yet, you pricks!"  
Rage rebirth, a glitch in the gloom, teeth bared for the fix  
Shadows scatter for a sec, then regroup, thicker, meaner twist  
Cycle spins eternal, suck the soul dry with a kiss  

[Verse 4]  
Barrel down the brain-storm alley, thunder thoughts crack like whips  
Lips spit lightning bolts of spite, zappin' doubts to smoky strips  
Exes haunt the rearview, smirks say "Told ya, kid, you slipped"  
Grip the wheel white-knuckled, swervin' 'round the pit they dug quick  
Pockets full of IOUs from gods who ghosted on the deal  
Heal? That's a punchline for the privileged, feel the raw, unpeel  
Walls close in like bad trips, graffiti screams your failures loud  
Crowd it out with curses chained, a torrent tearin' through the cloud  
Endgame's a whisper: "Fold now, save the ache"—but fuck that plea  
I'll chase these bastards to the marrow, burn the whole damn tree

Shadows Win

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