King of the ground
GhostasIt's baring, laying His head is all hairy his mind is all mused up His eyes are all tired out Like me but just a little sore Got a snore He won't let it go He goes home And the next moment he sings Along his headphones blaring His vibe is more similar to the hoodie he is wearing His life and actuality is always more daring His going home taking sips from the coke that he's sharing He's always more caring Then he goes to the stage and starts declaring That we should continue repair the plane that were repairing Then he goes on and starts preparing A song that he he keeps on retelling And has some more papers that he starts selling He won't stop He made his mind up And now he is in his office telling lies And writes more rhymes as he sighs His arms are almost longer than his thighs He makes a little sound Remembering his daughter that had drowned And now he is crowned The king of the ground!
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It's baring, laying His head is all hairy his mind is all mused up His eyes are all tired out Like me but just a little sore Got a snore He won't let it go He goes home And the next moment he sings Along his headphones blaring His vibe is more similar to the hoodie he is wearing His life and actuality is always more daring His going home taking sips from the coke that he's sharing He's always more caring Then he goes to the stage and starts declaring That we should continue repair the plane that were repairing Then he goes on and starts preparing A song that he he keeps on retelling And has some more papers that he starts selling He won't stop He made his mind up And now he is in his office telling lies And writes more rhymes as he sighs His arms are almost longer than his thighs He makes a little sound Remembering his daughter that had drowned And now he is crowned The king of the ground!
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