Smokey the Ghost & Aerate Sound – The Return (Audio Only)

Smokey the Ghost & Aerate Sound – The Return (Audio Only)

January 22, 2020 14 By William Hollis


It’s the return of the G, like Andre
Put your hands in the air make arms sway If you’re bad to the bone and feeling alright
in the hard hard days I’m here to joke about some people that I
know Collect your sense of humor, sit back and
listen to close Not so long ago, when rap wasn’t so cold
Nobody knew what we do, me and BV spitting flows
As the days keep on ticking, one day we met a soul
Said he’s an organizer and also CEO Turned to V and said, I like the way you rhyme
So sign the dotted line, don’t read the print is fine
Flash a curving smile, said he wants to make us rich
Said he wants performance but no pay, he hit the switch (Switch)
10 years to this day, still payments kinda vague
Krunk they do me a favors, to give me what I made
My rap, I rap away and replace the R in RSJ Azadi’s political until you’re pressing play
So careful what you claim, and look before you aim
The trees and frogs the same, Anti-social sort of name
Selling out to crooks, broke artists are to blame
So don’t call this a comeback… It’s the return of the G like Andre
Put your hands in the air make arms sway If you’re bad to the bone and feeling alright
in the hard hard days Let it be known that I am the greatest that
ever rock the mic, Like a clock, I strike This industry fucked up, made a cynic out
of Rahul Giri But show no pity, I go all out Pallemoni
Can’t leave rap alone, the game needs my alimony See Raps my wifey, and Rap is sleeping with
sand above it I Wake the princess with no kisses like I’m
disco puppet I’m from the basement I hope to make it to
cosmic’s attic I cross the line
Take what is mine Delay my payment
Elusive vibes Take back your lies, your
Views and your likes Fuck it
I’m quitting rap and ill rap when I’m saying that, and I snap and you play this back, cause
punk never craved the craft, I bunked every day of class, thunk every punch impact
In fact, don’t call this a comeback… It’s the return of the G, like Andre
Put your hands in the air make arms sway If you’re bad to the bone and feeling alright
in the hard hard days It’s the return of the G like Andre
Put your hands in the air make arms sway If you’re bad to the bone and feeling alright
in these hard hard days They put out the spark now a days
It’s so dark now days Can’t see the vision, pinch of salt now days
Don’t let my brother Naqu Project his art, now a day
So fucking hard now a days, don’t pray to god now a days
Now a days, I’m driven… on alcohol now a days
Blinded on our mission, wannabe stars now a days
Given that our vision don’t go far now a days When the heights of ambition tall is dwarf
now a days It’s so cold now a days, yours and mine now
a days My brother joe felt a shiver down his spine
now a day I went to magnetic fields, stood in shade
now a days Times is grave, greed is plague now a days,
its the return