He has um,
I'm throwing a ghost rave at the Mesa Hotel you should pull up
640 South Main Street
She said there's a party downtown.
There's a ghost raven and see most don't see ghosts
And you're the most wavy and the ghost
most requested you to talk lately
640 South Main Street and Beijing cream building
filled in dark richness some kids to death
I'll show you last breaths share pieces
of lamb release the lamb over open steps
Pigeon he was waiting off the axe.
He caught the holy flecks along
hallways the ghost foreplay disorderly
You ever seen a ghost orgy champagne sprayed on the wall
They washed the blood stains off for Julia and Helen.
They both fell off.
She was jumping on the second floor in the long
Door they chose poison.
We shared a bottle before
shots in the boiling room
Roy got consumed playing metal face doing
Allison traded coplace chasing the shrooms
Up and down Phil kept the hard piece.
He there's a party downtown.
There's a ghost raving
season season
Quiet kid in the wild city known him as Richie Ramirez
It's his blood red smell your fear sweat the
years dreamt over never sober bottles of yak
You supply murder season Jack stalk niggas to the black
and let the bullet shave them over splits juice and Jane
At the party downtown.
It's a ghost raving.
Whoa, see see see see
There's a party downtown.
It's a ghost raving