"Ghost Limb" lyrics
How would you describe yourself?
(There's nothing, there is no self)
And how would you like to be remembered?
(Doesn't matter)
What were your dreams as a child?
(Ahh, nightmares)
Ahah, yeah, fuck outta here, yeah
There's bodies in the Mojave
Dispersion of the Ottoman Anabei
It's Wahhabi in Abu Dhabi
Abu Shadi and Hammurabi
You not dumping, homie, you nothin'
You not punchin' nothin' but buttons
Little homie got boomed with the mop
I was with my brother Musa at the Jumu'ah Salah
Ah, the Benelli a big cannon (Yeah)
Submachine, Heckler & Koch and the shit whammin'
I caught an opp with the blick jammin'
[?] Pablo Holders and pink salmon
The principles are risking up the visions
You put the cat among the pigeons
Rocket launchers and landmines
Adversity and loss make a man wise, uh
Muhfucka, is you stupid or you dumb?
I fly to Abu Dhabi with a shotty and the drum
I ran down in the Maserati in the slum
If you saw a body then it's probably where I'm from
Muhfucka, is you stupid or you dumb?
I fly to Abu Dhabi with a shotty and the drum
I ran down in the Maserati in the slum
If you saw a body then it's probably where I'm from
This a war and the jungle is thick
A hunnid round drum on the blick
You gon' step into a puddle of shit
If it's up then I'm showin' you how ugly it get
Have faith in the strong emperor
The names of Allah messenger
This place is the wrong temperature
Iodine gas in space and the long nebula
I got the hawk like I'm Wilkins
Superiority of Mecca and its buildings
This Philly, we all poppin'
Cortez grab the machete and start choppin'
The spirit of the griever
Astaghfirullah, that's the fear of a believer
Send 'em out to see 'em sink
A chain is only strong as its weakest link, huh
Muhfucka, is you stupid or you dumb?
I fly to Abu Dhabi with a shotty and the drum
I ran down in the Maserati in the slum
If you saw a body then it's probably where I'm from
Muhfucka, is you stupid or you dumb?
I fly to Abu Dhabi with a shotty and the drum
I ran down in the Maserati in the slum
If you saw a body then it's probably where I'm from
(There's nothing, there is no self)
And how would you like to be remembered?
(Doesn't matter)
What were your dreams as a child?
(Ahh, nightmares)
Ahah, yeah, fuck outta here, yeah
There's bodies in the Mojave
Dispersion of the Ottoman Anabei
It's Wahhabi in Abu Dhabi
Abu Shadi and Hammurabi
You not dumping, homie, you nothin'
You not punchin' nothin' but buttons
Little homie got boomed with the mop
I was with my brother Musa at the Jumu'ah Salah
Ah, the Benelli a big cannon (Yeah)
Submachine, Heckler & Koch and the shit whammin'
I caught an opp with the blick jammin'
[?] Pablo Holders and pink salmon
The principles are risking up the visions
You put the cat among the pigeons
Rocket launchers and landmines
Adversity and loss make a man wise, uh
Muhfucka, is you stupid or you dumb?
I fly to Abu Dhabi with a shotty and the drum
I ran down in the Maserati in the slum
If you saw a body then it's probably where I'm from
Muhfucka, is you stupid or you dumb?
I fly to Abu Dhabi with a shotty and the drum
I ran down in the Maserati in the slum
If you saw a body then it's probably where I'm from
This a war and the jungle is thick
A hunnid round drum on the blick
You gon' step into a puddle of shit
If it's up then I'm showin' you how ugly it get
Have faith in the strong emperor
The names of Allah messenger
This place is the wrong temperature
Iodine gas in space and the long nebula
I got the hawk like I'm Wilkins
Superiority of Mecca and its buildings
This Philly, we all poppin'
Cortez grab the machete and start choppin'
The spirit of the griever
Astaghfirullah, that's the fear of a believer
Send 'em out to see 'em sink
A chain is only strong as its weakest link, huh
Muhfucka, is you stupid or you dumb?
I fly to Abu Dhabi with a shotty and the drum
I ran down in the Maserati in the slum
If you saw a body then it's probably where I'm from
Muhfucka, is you stupid or you dumb?
I fly to Abu Dhabi with a shotty and the drum
I ran down in the Maserati in the slum
If you saw a body then it's probably where I'm from
Writer(s): Nicholas Stimson, Vincent Luviner
