Haarper, Elijah Ghost - Red Dot lyrics
[Haarper, Elijah Ghost - Red Dot lyrics]
Keep it minimal
Criminal with stealth at the pinnacle
I'm cynical, visual damage looking critical
I mean to taunt mean to haunt
Bury ya in serif font i make a jaunt
Roamin savant
They talk that shit but looking gaunt
Let's get physical ain't kidding you
I'm dropping kicks on any bitch we cynical
Get rid of you
Don't pop if you ain't on no shit cuz
Watch where ya step cuz I'm stomping em
Come at me crazy, I'm dropping em
Stick through his back and sarcophagus
Haarper squeeze back with the choppa
We chop em up he a joke
He want smoke not the kind that you toke
If you broke there's still hope
Use my life like a quote take his neck
Round the rope ghost gon turn em to a ghost
Ghost gon show em how to float
That's on everything I wrote bitch
Red dot red dot
Now I'm on da next stop lead drop
Lead drop hidden when da feds knock
I'll escape from the crypt
With a list in my left hand
Brass on da right
They gon fly in da badlands
I got my sight on da knife like a madman
Leeches on da beaches
Bleedin on my mortal canvas
Spike in the night
Got em high in the gallows nigh be the peace
We been seeking in the shallow
Depths of our temporal lobe round da globe
I be clearing all the chatter
It don't matter where they go
Criminal with stealth at the pinnacle
I'm cynical, visual damage looking critical
I mean to taunt mean to haunt
Bury ya in serif font i make a jaunt
Roamin savant
They talk that shit but looking gaunt
Let's get physical ain't kidding you
I'm dropping kicks on any bitch we cynical
Get rid of you
Don't pop if you ain't on no shit cuz
Watch where ya step cuz I'm stomping em
Come at me crazy, I'm dropping em
Stick through his back and sarcophagus
Haarper squeeze back with the choppa
We chop em up he a joke
He want smoke not the kind that you toke
If you broke there's still hope
Use my life like a quote take his neck
Round the rope ghost gon turn em to a ghost
Ghost gon show em how to float
That's on everything I wrote bitch
Red dot red dot
Now I'm on da next stop lead drop
Lead drop hidden when da feds knock
I'll escape from the crypt
With a list in my left hand
Brass on da right
They gon fly in da badlands
I got my sight on da knife like a madman
Leeches on da beaches
Bleedin on my mortal canvas
Spike in the night
Got em high in the gallows nigh be the peace
We been seeking in the shallow
Depths of our temporal lobe round da globe
I be clearing all the chatter
It don't matter where they go