Aliens Are Ghosts
π΅ 1751 characters
β±οΈ 2:14 duration
π ID: 807235
π Lyrics
"Parsed out on this rippity-dippity-rippity-dippity-rippity-dippity triplet flows
The $uicideboy$ formula is pretty obvious at this point
Whether it be because you've heard some of the duo's previous EPs
Or you're familiar with the
Classic Hip-Hop albums that the duo pretty much used as inspirβ"
Swervin'
7th Ward, 7th Ward (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
7th Ward, 7th Ward swervin' white beams, wheels turnin'
Rose gold, chrome, maxin' on the reds, picture perfect, no
Destinationless, let's just wait and see where we end up
Burners all burnin' our V.O's on backwoods, they tightly tucked
Bitch look at me, she say, "Yuh, what the fuck?"
Hoe, I'm odd enough
I don't fuck with life forms on the planet, bitch, you outta luck
I got better shit to do like sip the lines up in my cup
I ain't sharin' pass that top
Waste my whole life frontin' dutch
"The flows on this thing generally are pretty tight
It seems almost as if there is a slightly larger focus
On hooks with this project, too, some of which really pop
Like on the track 'Nicotine Patches', One day I'll forget their name...!"
I be that rotten garbage crawling out the ditch
Stitches for a snitch
Bodies in the fridge
Blade scraping, grey aping
Banging on my fucking chest
Feel the static, problematic
Be my motherfucking guest
Yung Christ - masked up for a poltergeist
Feel like I'm stuck in the vice
Feel like I been paying my price
My wrists have been sliced
Now I'm scarred from the blade that's pressed against my skin
Lifeless and I'm stuck up in this shit
The walking mortal sin who's life will never end, fuck
"But simultaneously, there are spots on this album
Where the lyrics can come off a bit too edgy or try hard
Or basic, maybe even juvenile
Especially on the track 'Mr. Nice Guy'"
The $uicideboy$ formula is pretty obvious at this point
Whether it be because you've heard some of the duo's previous EPs
Or you're familiar with the
Classic Hip-Hop albums that the duo pretty much used as inspirβ"
Swervin'
7th Ward, 7th Ward (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
7th Ward, 7th Ward swervin' white beams, wheels turnin'
Rose gold, chrome, maxin' on the reds, picture perfect, no
Destinationless, let's just wait and see where we end up
Burners all burnin' our V.O's on backwoods, they tightly tucked
Bitch look at me, she say, "Yuh, what the fuck?"
Hoe, I'm odd enough
I don't fuck with life forms on the planet, bitch, you outta luck
I got better shit to do like sip the lines up in my cup
I ain't sharin' pass that top
Waste my whole life frontin' dutch
"The flows on this thing generally are pretty tight
It seems almost as if there is a slightly larger focus
On hooks with this project, too, some of which really pop
Like on the track 'Nicotine Patches', One day I'll forget their name...!"
I be that rotten garbage crawling out the ditch
Stitches for a snitch
Bodies in the fridge
Blade scraping, grey aping
Banging on my fucking chest
Feel the static, problematic
Be my motherfucking guest
Yung Christ - masked up for a poltergeist
Feel like I'm stuck in the vice
Feel like I been paying my price
My wrists have been sliced
Now I'm scarred from the blade that's pressed against my skin
Lifeless and I'm stuck up in this shit
The walking mortal sin who's life will never end, fuck
"But simultaneously, there are spots on this album
Where the lyrics can come off a bit too edgy or try hard
Or basic, maybe even juvenile
Especially on the track 'Mr. Nice Guy'"
β±οΈ Synced Lyrics
[00:01.90] "Parsed out on this rippity-dippity-rippity-dippity-rippity-dippity triplet flows
[00:05.48] The $uicideboy$ formula is pretty obvious at this point
[00:08.56] Whether it be because you've heard some of the duo's previous EPs
[00:11.58] Or you're familiar with the
[00:15.24] Classic Hip-Hop albums that the duo pretty much used as inspirβ"
[00:17.60]
[00:23.58] Swervin'
[00:24.42] 7th Ward, 7th Ward (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
[00:27.55] 7th Ward, 7th Ward swervin' white beams, wheels turnin'
[00:29.76]
[00:32.96] Rose gold, chrome, maxin' on the reds, picture perfect, no
[00:36.52] Destinationless, let's just wait and see where we end up
[00:39.96] Burners all burnin' our V.O's on backwoods, they tightly tucked
[00:43.15] Bitch look at me, she say, "Yuh, what the fuck?"
[00:46.13] Hoe, I'm odd enough
[00:47.28] I don't fuck with life forms on the planet, bitch, you outta luck
[00:50.74] I got better shit to do like sip the lines up in my cup
[00:53.99] I ain't sharin' pass that top
[00:55.62] Waste my whole life frontin' dutch
[00:58.24] "The flows on this thing generally are pretty tight
[01:00.28] It seems almost as if there is a slightly larger focus
[01:03.75] On hooks with this project, too, some of which really pop
[01:06.03] Like on the track 'Nicotine Patches', One day I'll forget their name...!"
[01:08.42]
[01:11.03] I be that rotten garbage crawling out the ditch
[01:13.48] Stitches for a snitch
[01:14.45] Bodies in the fridge
[01:15.96] Blade scraping, grey aping
[01:17.87] Banging on my fucking chest
[01:19.72] Feel the static, problematic
[01:22.21] Be my motherfucking guest
[01:23.21] Yung Christ - masked up for a poltergeist
[01:25.54] Feel like I'm stuck in the vice
[01:27.16] Feel like I been paying my price
[01:29.02] My wrists have been sliced
[01:30.52] Now I'm scarred from the blade that's pressed against my skin
[01:33.53] Lifeless and I'm stuck up in this shit
[01:35.71] The walking mortal sin who's life will never end, fuck
[01:39.89]
[02:00.17] "But simultaneously, there are spots on this album
[02:02.12] Where the lyrics can come off a bit too edgy or try hard
[02:06.43] Or basic, maybe even juvenile
[02:08.34] Especially on the track 'Mr. Nice Guy'"
[02:08.70]
[00:05.48] The $uicideboy$ formula is pretty obvious at this point
[00:08.56] Whether it be because you've heard some of the duo's previous EPs
[00:11.58] Or you're familiar with the
[00:15.24] Classic Hip-Hop albums that the duo pretty much used as inspirβ"
[00:17.60]
[00:23.58] Swervin'
[00:24.42] 7th Ward, 7th Ward (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
[00:27.55] 7th Ward, 7th Ward swervin' white beams, wheels turnin'
[00:29.76]
[00:32.96] Rose gold, chrome, maxin' on the reds, picture perfect, no
[00:36.52] Destinationless, let's just wait and see where we end up
[00:39.96] Burners all burnin' our V.O's on backwoods, they tightly tucked
[00:43.15] Bitch look at me, she say, "Yuh, what the fuck?"
[00:46.13] Hoe, I'm odd enough
[00:47.28] I don't fuck with life forms on the planet, bitch, you outta luck
[00:50.74] I got better shit to do like sip the lines up in my cup
[00:53.99] I ain't sharin' pass that top
[00:55.62] Waste my whole life frontin' dutch
[00:58.24] "The flows on this thing generally are pretty tight
[01:00.28] It seems almost as if there is a slightly larger focus
[01:03.75] On hooks with this project, too, some of which really pop
[01:06.03] Like on the track 'Nicotine Patches', One day I'll forget their name...!"
[01:08.42]
[01:11.03] I be that rotten garbage crawling out the ditch
[01:13.48] Stitches for a snitch
[01:14.45] Bodies in the fridge
[01:15.96] Blade scraping, grey aping
[01:17.87] Banging on my fucking chest
[01:19.72] Feel the static, problematic
[01:22.21] Be my motherfucking guest
[01:23.21] Yung Christ - masked up for a poltergeist
[01:25.54] Feel like I'm stuck in the vice
[01:27.16] Feel like I been paying my price
[01:29.02] My wrists have been sliced
[01:30.52] Now I'm scarred from the blade that's pressed against my skin
[01:33.53] Lifeless and I'm stuck up in this shit
[01:35.71] The walking mortal sin who's life will never end, fuck
[01:39.89]
[02:00.17] "But simultaneously, there are spots on this album
[02:02.12] Where the lyrics can come off a bit too edgy or try hard
[02:06.43] Or basic, maybe even juvenile
[02:08.34] Especially on the track 'Mr. Nice Guy'"
[02:08.70]