Aliens are ghosts

[01:31.82] "Parsed out on this rippity-dippity-rippity-dippity-rippity-dippity triplet flows. The $UICIDEBOY$ formula is pretty obvious at this point, whether it'd be because you've heard some of the duo's previous EP's or you're familiar with the classic Hip-Hop albums that the duo pretty much used as inspir—"

[00:00.00] Swervin'

[00:00.00] 7th Ward (7th Ward, 7th Ward)

[00:00.00] (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

[00:00.00] 7th Ward (Ayy)

[00:00.00] 7th Ward swerving, white Benz, wheels turnin'

[00:00.00] Rose gold chrome accent on the rims, picture perfect

[00:00.00] No destination, let's just wait and see where we end up

[00:00.00] Burnin' zones, burnin' up the ozone, Backwood stay tightly tucked

[00:00.00] Bitch look at me, she said "Yuck, what the fuck?" Ho I'm Oddy Nuff

[00:00.00] I don't fuck with lifeforms of the planet, bitch, you out of luck

[00:00.00] I got better shit to do, like sip the lines up in my cup

[00:00.00] I ain't sharing, pint stay tucked, waste my whole life hunting ducks

[00:00.00] "The flows on this thing generally are pretty tight, it seems almost as if there is a slightly larger focus on hooks with this project, too, some of which really pop, like on the track 'Nicotine Patches'. One day I'll forget their name...!"

[00:00.00] I be that rotten garbage crawlin' out the ditch, stitches for a snitch

[00:00.00] Bodies in the fridge, blade scraping

[00:00.00] Grey aping, banging on my fucking chest

[00:00.00] Feel the static, problematic, be my motherfucking guest

[00:00.00] Yung Christ, masked up for a poltergeist

[00:00.00] Feel like I'm stuck in a vice, feel like I been paid my price

[00:00.00] My wrists have been sliced

[00:00.00] Now they're scarred from the blade that's pressed against my skin

[00:00.00] Lifeless and I'm stuck up in this shit

[00:00.00] The walking Mortal Sin, whose lives will never end, fuck