Chorus:
I’m the one they hear but don’t see
They try to break the spirit, but I’m already ghostly
And everybody fear, that’s why they won’t approach me
Won’t approach me

Verse:
Spoken within the graves, floating between the greats
Hope is within my grace,
I stay focused so no Hokus Pokus in the face
I stay poker in the face
Never show my hands cuz there's jokers in the way
And you know I am the ace
Run em over, no blockades
Until the day, that the Ghost is in the driveway
or I’m whipping out the haunted house in the Wraith
Been a hothead like the Ghost rider
But I calmed down and went Keanu
Even the road rocky like a grotto
Others fold like origami
I keep that paper coming in pronto
Art of War - I’m Picasso
The Hitman like I got a barcode
And my soul - is not for sell
But the women gonna want me like some new nails
or a new bag
Treat me like the ghost, yall get the toe tagged
Chorus:
I’m the one they hear but don’t see
They try to break the spirit, but I’m already ghostly
And everybody fear, that’s why they won’t approach me
Won’t approach me

Verse:
Stay away from the vampires, they evil
Avoid toxic people, they’ll try to drain you,
Do anything just to eat you,
I keep the cross on me, with the garlic
To them, that’s like arsenic
They afraid of the light, only brave at night
That’s the only time they walk out,
But without, fangs they can’t bite
I de-teeth em, they get knocked out
And when I say I “raise the stakes” it’s got a few different meanings
Yall ain’t got no faith, yall cheaters
Me I stay true to my principles, like being married to the boss of a teacher
Yall some blood-sucking leeches, I make em stop short like Jeter,
They try to terrify the preacher, but where yall headed, hotter than a Carolina reaper (yeah!)


Break:
Yall some vampires, yall some vampires
I am not surprised, and this the sunrise (yeah, aye!)



(…)


Verse:
And I care about my people, and I wanna keep it peaceful
This armor, you can’t breakthrough
Never put yourself in a position, for them to play you
Clean cut, pure intentions, but my room’s a sty
Sitting under - the moonlit sky,
I’m an opportunist, never let the music die (uh!)
Necromancer, to the sheets, I fantasize
Neck blow with the hammer, If I see the fangs arrive
Or hands on my trophy, trying to take my prize
I analyze, plans to dethrone me
Pupils slit if they phony
Pupils drip, on this journey
Hit with the gurney, chip on my shoulder, stains on my jersey
So when I see the fangs, I don’t worry

Chorus:
If you get one shot, you better make the most
I’m headed to the top, with a great approach
They call me MAD, cuz I’m dedicated (aye!)
I think they MAD, cuz I’m dedicated (aye!)
They call me MAD cuz I love it (aye!)
I get em talking, I’m the master of puppets (aye!)
The strings - the only thing that I’m cutting
When it comes to my craft, nobody can touch it!

Verse:
I’m a mad scientist, I got my eye on this
In the lab, working on my craft, There’s no denying this!
Yet I’m feeling like I’m out of gas, need to check the mileage
High motor, my focus - really imperative
I feel hopeless, but still going- oh what a nightmare it is
Through the hard times, I stick with it like how marriage should be
But they get divorced quickly, they go find something more trendy
They chase money and fame, get it but feel empty
But funny cuz I stick with it, but still I got a void in me,
Cuz I know there’s so much more, but still there’s a war in me
I’m sending the infantry, the missiles at my enemies

Chorus:
If you get one shot, you better make the most
I’m headed to the top, with a great approach
They call me MAD, cuz I’m dedicated (aye!)
I think they MAD, cuz I’m dedicated (aye!)
They call me MAD cuz I love it (aye!)
I get em talking, I’m the master of puppets (aye!)
The strings - the only thing that I’m cutting
When it comes to my craft, nobody can touch it!

I think my mind playing tricks on me
Oh I don’t know what’s real
Booo! Hahaha
We trickin, we trickin
Let’s go!!

Creepy boy, I been paranoid
Someone knocking at my door with a scary voice
All I feel is scared, All I see is ghosts
Monsters underneath my bed are getting close
This a real life nightmare, my blood pumpin
Face getting all bent like a pumpkin
All these masks around me got my mind running
Fears setting in so maybe I should hide or something

I think My mind playing tricks on me
I might be running from myself
Yo The voices say we in for a treat
Oh I don’t know what’s real…
They pop out BOOO boo BOOOO Booo
Make you lose your cool (lose your cool)
Can’t block out DOOM doom DOOM doom
I don’t know what is true
Ahhhh

I keep feeling like the boy cry wolf
Cuz every time I’m saying look.. it’s an invisible ghost
Yo everybody dressin up but I’m the real freak show
Yo People jumping out they skin when I’m in my normal-est clothes
Woah!
“Look mom a vampire”
All I see is zombies, I might be over tired
I’m wicked with the pranks but no I’m not a liar
It’s your unlucky day, sincerely Micheal Myers

I think My mind playing tricks on me
I might be running from myself
Yo The voices say we in for a treat
Oh I don’t know what’s real…