Aliens Are Ghosts Lyrics
| Song | Aliens Are Ghosts |
| Artist | $uicideboy$ |
| Artist | Travis Barker |
| Album | Live Fast, Die Whenever |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.921] | "Parsed out on this rippity-dippity-rippity-dippity-rippity-dippity triplet flows. |
| [00:05.093] | The $UICIDEBOY$ formula is pretty obvious at this point, |
| [00:08.100] | whether it'd be because you've heard some of the duo's previous EP's |
| [00:11.519] | or you're familiar with the classic Hip-Hop albums that the duo pretty much used as inspir—" |
| [00:22.808] | Swervin' |
| [00:23.929] | 7th Ward (7th Ward, 7th Ward) |
| [00:26.602] | (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) |
| [00:28.105] | 7th Ward |
| [00:29.488] | 7th Ward swerving, white Benz, wheels turnin' |
| [00:32.564] | Rose gold chrome accent on the rims, picture perfect |
| [00:36.037] | No destination, let's just wait and see where we end up |
| [00:39.184] | Burnin' zones, burnin' up the ozone, Backwood stay tightly tucked |
| [00:42.822] | ***** look at me, she said "Yuck, what the ****?" Ho I'm Oddy Nuff |
| [00:46.645] | I don't **** with lifeforms from this planet, *****, you out of luck |
| [00:50.095] | I got better **** to do, like sip the lines up in my cup |
| [00:53.583] | I ain't sharing, pint stay tucked, waste my whole life hunting ducks |
| [00:57.061] | "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...!" |
| [01:10.651] | I be that rotten garbage crawlin' out the ditch, stitches for a snitch |
| [01:14.316] | Bodies in the fridge, blade scraping |
| [01:16.511] | Grey aping, banging on my ******* chest |
| [01:19.068] | Feel the static, problematic, be my ************* guest |
| [01:22.576] | Yung Christ, masked up for a poltergeist |
| [01:24.652] | Feel like I'm stuck in a vice, feel like I been paid my price |
| [01:28.592] | My wrists have been sliced |
| [01:29.914] | Now I'm scarred from the blade that's pressed against my skin |
| [01:33.386] | Lifeless and I'm stuck up in this **** |
| [01:35.466] | The walking Mortal Sin, whose lives will never end, **** |
| [01:59.624] | "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' |
| [00:00.921] | " Parsed out on this rippitydippityrippitydippityrippitydippity triplet flows. |
| [00:05.093] | The UICIDEBOY formula is pretty obvious at this point, |
| [00:08.100] | whether it' d be because you' ve heard some of the duo' s previous EP' s |
| [00:11.519] | or you' re familiar with the classic HipHop albums that the duo pretty much used as inspir" |
| [00:22.808] | Swervin' |
| [00:23.929] | 7th Ward 7th Ward, 7th Ward |
| [00:26.602] | Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy |
| [00:28.105] | 7th Ward |
| [00:29.488] | 7th Ward swerving, white Benz, wheels turnin' |
| [00:32.564] | Rose gold chrome accent on the rims, picture perfect |
| [00:36.037] | No destination, let' s just wait and see where we end up |
| [00:39.184] | Burnin' zones, burnin' up the ozone, Backwood stay tightly tucked |
| [00:42.822] | look at me, she said " Yuck, what the ?" Ho I' m Oddy Nuff |
| [00:46.645] | I don' t with lifeforms from this planet, , you out of luck |
| [00:50.095] | I got better to do, like sip the lines up in my cup |
| [00:53.583] | I ain' t sharing, pint stay tucked, waste my whole life hunting ducks |
| [00:57.061] | " 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...!" |
| [01:10.651] | I be that rotten garbage crawlin' out the ditch, stitches for a snitch |
| [01:14.316] | Bodies in the fridge, blade scraping |
| [01:16.511] | Grey aping, banging on my chest |
| [01:19.068] | Feel the static, problematic, be my guest |
| [01:22.576] | Yung Christ, masked up for a poltergeist |
| [01:24.652] | Feel like I' m stuck in a vice, feel like I been paid my price |
| [01:28.592] | My wrists have been sliced |
| [01:29.914] | Now I' m scarred from the blade that' s pressed against my skin |
| [01:33.386] | Lifeless and I' m stuck up in this |
| [01:35.466] | The walking Mortal Sin, whose lives will never end, |
| [01:59.624] | " But simultaneously, there are spots on this album where the lyrics can come off a bit too edgy or tryhard, or basic, maybe even juvenile, especially on the track ' Mr. Nice Guy' |
| [00:00.921] | " Parsed out on this rippitydippityrippitydippityrippitydippity triplet flows. |
| [00:05.093] | The UICIDEBOY formula is pretty obvious at this point, |
| [00:08.100] | whether it' d be because you' ve heard some of the duo' s previous EP' s |
| [00:11.519] | or you' re familiar with the classic HipHop albums that the duo pretty much used as inspir" |
| [00:22.808] | Swervin' |
| [00:23.929] | 7th Ward 7th Ward, 7th Ward |
| [00:26.602] | Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy |
| [00:28.105] | 7th Ward |
| [00:29.488] | 7th Ward swerving, white Benz, wheels turnin' |
| [00:32.564] | Rose gold chrome accent on the rims, picture perfect |
| [00:36.037] | No destination, let' s just wait and see where we end up |
| [00:39.184] | Burnin' zones, burnin' up the ozone, Backwood stay tightly tucked |
| [00:42.822] | look at me, she said " Yuck, what the ?" Ho I' m Oddy Nuff |
| [00:46.645] | I don' t with lifeforms from this planet, , you out of luck |
| [00:50.095] | I got better to do, like sip the lines up in my cup |
| [00:53.583] | I ain' t sharing, pint stay tucked, waste my whole life hunting ducks |
| [00:57.061] | " 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...!" |
| [01:10.651] | I be that rotten garbage crawlin' out the ditch, stitches for a snitch |
| [01:14.316] | Bodies in the fridge, blade scraping |
| [01:16.511] | Grey aping, banging on my chest |
| [01:19.068] | Feel the static, problematic, be my guest |
| [01:22.576] | Yung Christ, masked up for a poltergeist |
| [01:24.652] | Feel like I' m stuck in a vice, feel like I been paid my price |
| [01:28.592] | My wrists have been sliced |
| [01:29.914] | Now I' m scarred from the blade that' s pressed against my skin |
| [01:33.386] | Lifeless and I' m stuck up in this |
| [01:35.466] | The walking Mortal Sin, whose lives will never end, |
| [01:59.624] | " But simultaneously, there are spots on this album where the lyrics can come off a bit too edgy or tryhard, or basic, maybe even juvenile, especially on the track ' Mr. Nice Guy' |
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