[chorus]
I'm in the spirit with the holy ghost
Spitting the illest rhymes i ever wrote
Praise yah, homie
I'm in the studio full of hope
With the illest tongues i ever spoke
Praise yah, homie
I'm in the spirit with the holy ghost
Spitting the illest rhymes i ever wrote
Praise yah, homie
I'm in the studio full of hope (let's go)
With the illest tongues i ever spoke (monster)
Praise yah, homie
[?] theme
Play it at night they won't act right
Understandable, flammable, mandible, i'm mechanical with the cannibal lectures
If you can't handle to hold a candle to mumble rappers then i'm hannibal lecter (uh-huh)
Jesus walks with the yeezys off
So in all you will see the cost
And the dollars won't see you confident
All of the people talking because they believe in often
You get lost in the sauce for the cost
You'll be flossed to be bars you should form at the cross (let's go)
I'm an anomaly and insomniac
In a pontiac with a bomb that's strapped to my arms and back
'til it's hard to rap, but the art is back, and the heart is back
And the cardiac arrest, 'cause the message should capture your heart (huh)
Playing god like they morgan freeman
Trying to ignored the teaching of only jesus (woo)
Lightning hits the top of the church steeple, when i'm writing
Semi-automatic note heightens, it's frightnin'
[chorus]
I'm in the spirit with the holy ghost
Spitting the illest rhymes i ever wrote
Praise yah, homie (huh)
I'm in the studio full of hope
With the illest tongues i ever spoke
Praise yah, homie (let's go)
I'm in the spirit with the holy ghost
Spitting the illest rhymes i ever wrote
Praise yah, homie (uh-huh)
I'm in the studio full of hope
With the illest tongues i ever spoke
Praise yah, homie
[verse 2]
I got pictures in my head, of my savior born again
But i'm not in heaven (huh)
Sit and politic with passengers from 9/11 (huh)
The lord's blessings leave me lyrically inclined
So i'm no longer dead, i'm alive (i'm alive)
He is the keeper, beating the reaper
You're deep? i been deeper
Deep in a sleeping hole 'til you peep the flow
Go where the people go will unleash the flow
Only the sheep will go where the people told and the evil grows (uh-huh)
Mockeries, posed with a block of cheese
Turn they face on instagram, but they really rats
The hypocrisy is shocking me
You've got to be up next, i'm untouchable (ah)
I had my life blow up
In my life, like combustible, hooks that will kill and you a lunchable (woo)
And i'm hungarian, i was born to eat
You mourning me
All of your arrogance i'll be sure to eat
Mind blown, i don't get high, no, no time to waste
Your mind gone, spent to much time stoned, like dr. strange
[chorus]
I'm in the spirit with the holy ghost (huh)
Spitting the illest rhymes i ever wrote (i ever wrote)
Praise yah, homie (praise yah, homie)
I'm in the studio full of hope (full of hope)
With the illest tongues i ever spoke (i ever spoke)
Praise yah, homie (praise yah, homie)
I'm in the spirit with the holy ghost (the holy ghost)
Spitting the illest rhymes i ever wrote (i ever wrote)
Praise yah, homie (praise yah, homie)
I'm in the studio full of hope (full of hope)
With the illest tongues i've ever spoke (i ever spoke)
Praise yah, homie (praise yah, homie)