Ghosts of Bildersee Songtext
von Lord Kayso

Since a youth
I been in these streets with my homies
Raised around wolves like Mowgli

Yo ya know Jungle Book?
Well this is a jungle book


Yow
That scrapping shit not new to me
Yow
That gun clapping shit like Tom foolery
Yow
To me
It′s like coonery
It's like go kill ya brother
Brother
It′s like tighten up that noose for me
Yow
Like big homie why you don't drop a jewel for me
A live wire
Y'all ain′t used to me
It′s like when niggas talking all of that
Damn gun clap in their raps
Like I seriously think it is whack
When literally
Some of your friends turn ghosts
Canarsie cemetery filled with niggas you know
You tell em put it down but the answer is
*Chirps tooth*
Yo we at war bro
Woulda thought this shit was for show
And they're Youths!
The younger homies
Some on long Island vacations
All lonely
Some ghostly
Some here.
I swear for the last one shed tears
No Hennessy ones
Offered the concrete
Even though I did
You know
When your body starts to shiver
And your cheeks meet them saltwater rivers
Memories start to haunt on a Nigga
Rapper halt a lyric on a trigger finger fast
Cause the chirren hear it fast yo my nigga
Please