Chasing Ghosts

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Breeze Brewin] Listen, some brothers be unfettered Maybe best of yesterdays be John Lennons Rather bang at Dakota than know you're non-legendary Hate everyday peoples beneath you, fuck John Legend Vampire shit, with "damn, why I'm livin'?" and dawn dreadin' I'ma try to take all the light and that's from the get go Gotta, gotta make sure I'm right, yeah, before I let go Stories change a lot as you tellin' em, blurrеd in retro Glory days, ya droppin' the L's and that's word to Necro History rеvisionists, see don't be in a stupor, kid And miss me with the silly "wish D.O.C. took a Uber" shit Talkin' all wild like "No doubt, bruh, Hammer was too legit" Often no style in nostalgia havin' no truth in it Those were the days, we gettin' all Archie Bunker Like he known for the greats of the nets but mention how he dunked it Then he sulk, shit, and reminiscin' he get it twistin' to givin' up Ya now, river of denial, ya drunk it Listen, if inspired by memories that been worthy Even with a bit of bias, forever seein' Len's jersey See I ain't opposed to those before but make the most And don't be all for chasin' ghosts No detouring of the next journey [Verse 2: Hus Kingpin] They say don't chase ghosts, lost a childhood's eyes And what's dead can't grow vines Skeletons in the sky, the shadows follow me home We could change the world if you knew how to love me But ghosts come with no spine until that time And I fly in like hymen I took the red eye in over dead skies Psyched out on a flight with Miss Joplin I swig a bottle of souls You drink spirits? I hope I don't offend I gotta keep it down when people around They think I'm talkin' to myself Poems on the phone with Karen Carpenter I smoke alone and feel my chakra flush The unsolved noveler I thought I was alone 'til I felt my goggles foggin' up The heebie jeebies start I heard the dead get offended by survivors' luck Conversation via tux, speakers in the phone, stuffed in the casket Readin' chapters redrum, writin' red suns Realizin' I'm more alive under horizons I still see that ghost play the violins blinded No skin, no backbones, play the saxophone Ringin' lost bells for Leila ?