Ghost Of The East Coast

Produced by Yunggastly

[Vagabond]
Anti-life for these whites that are on the far right,
See me float as I write their names in my death note,
Got the blade on my side every time the wheels slide,
$uicide on repeat, nightmare from the Eastside

Little scumbag prick from the C Wood,
Used to spend my days at Meriden on the 4 foot,
So don’t fucking rush me with your bullshit,
Don’t fucking talk to me, look

On my pusher pushing through the sticks,
WhiteWitch in my ear baby girl I can not hear,
Anyone around me any fucking more,
Stress level got me banging on the devil’s door,

No longer give a shit about this life,
Carcass hanging from my ceiling what a sight,
Tryna picture ways to no longer be a fucking burden,
Tryna picture my life having any fucking purpose

[WhiteWitch]
Never sober when i talk to my therapist
I chase my own demons just for the hell of it
All this smoke I gotta hold inside my lungs 
Got me trippin 
get a candle lit 
pale as fuck 
I need some medicine 
I know I’ve been suppressing 
Everything i haven’t mentioned 
It’s messing with my mental 
Start to feel like a burden
Don’t care about who I’m hurtin
I’m arguing with my reflection 
So I’m kinda preoccupied 
Could you please leave me a message 

I don’t decline i let it ring 
You’re messing with my energy 
no honor in a group of thieves 
Act like you got tricks up your sleeve
My magic could put you to sleep
you’re messed up psychologically
I’m Purposely avoiding grief
Don’t mind if I decide to leave 
ignore toxic tendencies
you can’t fix all your problems with amphetamines 
I’ll never see you in a magazine 
Forgot the things you said to me
But i still have my memory 
Impossible to get ahead of me 
Cut off just like a guillotine 
 
[Subliminal Asylum]
whitewitch 
vagabond
and gastly with the beat 
shit
you don't have a meaning 
go and sell some feet pics 
welcome
let me seat ya
then we will relieve ya
see ya
hear ya
but wouldn't wanna be ya

easy come and easy go
that's the way i like flow
ima go accomplish goals 
go line up
it's row by row
damaged masses 
who's at fault it will not stop 
there is no halt 
say fuck the church and start a cult 
i kept my plot locked in a vault 

more problems so fuck the money 
id rather chill with the homies 
make music 
erase the phonies 
could try 
but you couldn't fold me

can't wait cause we're on the clock 
it ticks then it always tocks
so throw at me all your rocks
for giving you what I got

couldn't fool me 
whatcha doing
it's a movie
and we're on the screen

Scotch

Prod. YungRipper
Vocals Prod. Vagabond

Lyrics
My Reactions automatic but i still try not to panic 
Tryna fix myself cuz i feel like i got a lotta damage
My whole life has been traumatic but i still believe in magic 
Cant rely on no-one but myself since I’m still on this planet 

Had a nuclear reaction 
Cuz i gotta lotta passion 
Tryna back up all your words but none of them got any traction 
never claim responsibility for any of ur actions 
You are not a friend to me 
You just turned into a distraction 

I been workin hard on the days you been sleepin
I’m livin the life you think about when you’re dreaming 
One step ahead aint in your life for a reason 
Ever since i left you been pickin up the pieces 


It’s okay to blow up
Why you at my place
I can’t believe you showed up
Unannounced you better bounce before you blow your cover 
always such a bummer 
actin like you a supporter 
but you’re just a sugar coater 
I’d rather get the cold shoulder ay

Why you gotta give me
The could shoulder 
I been feelin lonely
since october 
I don’t even know 
If I’m ever sober 
I don’t even know 
I don’t even know

Cold Shoulder

MAD HATTER

Lyrics
DREAD:
We could never give a motherfuck (aye)
Run with a crew, what they all say 
Pumped full of drugs, learn the hard way
Say you sippin’ and poppin it all day
While we flippin you trippin, ‘n’ fall (wait)
bounce off the walls, 
quickly diminish your kidneys ‘n’ all 
you could never compare
to the way that we do it
you know DCR bout to lay down the law 

these garbage rappers, 
they takin’ up all the space
they takin’ up oxygen 
they know we know they a waste
okay 

we could never stop now 
pussy get stomped out
look at how you flopped now 
aw, wait

put em in a box now 
knock ‘em ‘til they fall down
they stuck in a slump,
all day

WhiteWitch:
i don’t have the time for a swisher sweet 
every dutch that i be rollin is masterpiece 
i outsmoke you cuz u lack all the capacity 
i could never relate to your weak anatomy 

I don’t wanna fight 
i wanna die in peace 
no sleep 
I’ve been creepin all week
from what i see 
you just another wannabe 
got no respect for the scene 
wasting air when u breathe

Taking Robitussin
I’m discussing every option
In a coffin but I’m coppin everything I ever wanted
Makin money from the projects that I drop n you’re not on it 
cuz I don’t fuck with these people or these features to be honest i don’t want it 




y'all fake smd!

WhiteWitch

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