For Ghostwriters Lyrics

They told me don't get too deep in that demonstration

You'll look up and your life will be an imitation

Of ancestors who met early with they visitation

Ain't understand until I heard them shots ricocheting

They talking about me on the news it's incriminating

Impervious to allegations and insinuations

Once I refused to live my life by they stipulations

Everything from my past faced evisceration

Now I'm back and forth to jai, in and out cells

My homie on a shirt, they was spitting out them shells

While they died of thirst, I was digging out a well

Spirits whisper out and yell

Get us out of hell

Who am I, to come to me for your deliverance

The first born bastard of America's experiment

Burdens of this country weighing on my soul rigorous

Plotted liberation in some ways that's meticulous

In the field, blood spilled, for replenishment

Witnesses, is strengthened, when they bring it to remembrance

Paradox of purpose no belief in coincidence

It's irony that I'm in sentencing, for speaking sentences

The elders trying to tell me I can't show that side

I been trying to show them I can toe that line

Started out small but we gone grow that height

They used to tell me Black boy you can't glow that bright

Now I'm telling my sisters to glow brighter

And I'm telling my brothers to go higher

When you die in the Eight, I'm the one that sing your fate

Come and look in the face, of the Ghostwriter

Now I'm telling my sisters to go higher

And I'm telling my brothers to glow brighter

When you die in the Eight, I'm the one that sing your fate

Come and look in the face, of the Ghostwriter

Feel my past wreaking carnage on me

But your arms around my body feel like armor on me

As I get larger all my problems get smaller for me

Right before I glow brighter shit get darker for me

I Feel my past wreaking carnage on me

But your arms around my body feel like armor on me

As I get larger all my problems get smaller for me

Right before I glow brighter shit get darker for me, hey

How high, how high can we go

How high can we go

How high, how high can we go

How high can we go

How high, how high can we go

Can we go, can we go

Can we go, can we go

The elders trying to tell me I can't show that side

I been trying to show them I can toe that line

Started out small but we gone grow that height

They used to tell me Black boy you can't glow that bright

Now I'm telling my sisters to glow brighter

And I'm telling my brothers to go higher

When you die in the Eight, I'm the one that sing your fate

Come and look in the face, of the Ghostwriter

Now I'm telling my sisters to go higher

And I'm telling my brothers to glow brighter

When you die in the Eight, I'm the one that sing your fate

Come and look in the face, of the Ghostwriter

What you see

How high can we, go

How high can we, go

How high can we, go

How high can we, go

How high can we, go

How high can we, go

How high can we, go

How high can we, go