[{"id":10057302,"name":"Ghost Rap Cypher","trackName":"Ghost Rap Cypher","artistName":"Freshy Kanal","albumName":"Ghost Rap Cypher","duration":518.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"You've got a ticket to vacation but you'd like another room\nFor on the ceiling is a spectre and it's writing out your doom\nGive the staff a little ring about the phantom if you choose\nYou'll need some tape for ghostly shipping\nOnce you've wrangled all that ooze!\nGhostly riders might be headless or they may have skulls of flame!\nBut they are never very friendly, when repetitively named!\nCheck each pocket for a monster!\nBut be wary when you do! For I'm a ghost too\nNow, I'mma haunt the fuck out of you!\n\nDo you feel the shiver through your spirit? I can almost catch you\nNo crucifix will make a crucial difference, you can't trap Boo's!\nYou wanna see the rooms I live in? I'll make you my statue\nStill don't believe in superstitions? You live in a vacuum!\nYou see me lifting up your desk lamp?\nI'm the creepy menace with the best laugh\nAnd I lead the mansions where no guests crash\nNo sleep, I travel without jet lag\nAnd Luigi's begging me to step back\nBut I keep my enemies in death traps\nI'm in deeper levels you can't trespass\nThere's no secret exit, I'm the red flag!\nDrop off in my swamp getting lost in a beat\nConjure the piece causing a scene, I'll be flaunting my teeth\nWhen I'm crossing a thief calling a priest\nAin't gonna solve all the plots that I scheme\nTalk to your prof and then leave, any doorknob\nCould've opened your coffin, so knock 'fore you walk in my office\nRocks on my top got more drip\nThan me haunting the tip of the faucet (Let's Go!)\nLead the paranormal paratroopas: day one\nI'm the stage that you will lose your game on\nShining in the darkest moon, I hate dawn\nSent a curse to where these hoovers came from\nWhere is your backbone?\nI keep my skeletons out of my closet, I snap foes\nYou couldn't pick me apart, better pull up your power-up plants\nAnd I'll put you in paintings like Van Ghost!\n\nIf you tryna fuck with my friends or my family\nYou know that I'm going ghost! (I'm going ghost!)\nI got Fenton-all up in my veins for real\nBut no, I ain't comatose (no, sir!)\nAnd I been a menace since the second grade\nAsk Sam, how I move with the Mansons\nGot my shot and I ain't gonna chance it (uh-huh)\nEctoplasm, my fists, I enhance 'em (uh-huh)\nPutting in work for the people of Amity\nLotta phantoms tryna cause a calamity\nWhen I started, ain't nobody a fan of me (yuh!)\nCrazy parents had me question my sanity (uh-huh)\nSkulkers stalking, steady tryna banish me (damn)\nMasters wanting me to bask in his vanity (damn)\nNever sorry, when I shatter his fantasy (uh-huh)\nHolding it down for the sake of humanity (yes, sir!)\nThey see the green of my eyes and they run away\nNo, I ain't come to play\nHe causing problems, then we gonna run the fade\nWonder how many of y'all gettin' done today\nExorcise 'em, I could do it a hunnit ways\nRolling with Tucker, he keeping the tech\nFam roll in a tank, shit look like a mech\nEnd of the day, we don't play 'bout the set\nThey can't step to my people, we coming correct!\n\nYou scurvy scallywags, man the starboard bow!\nWe have fish to scare and souls to steal! (Hahaha!)\nOh, is he forreal? We won't fight but let's make a deal!\nYour motives I clocked them, no, I don't do no rigamarole\nOpen the locker, throw in his soul!\nNo boy, I don't care about pleas!\nStop all that begging and get off yo knees!\nWhat do I need? Look at my drip, wrist, ship, everything green!\nLooking \"abyss\", thinkin' the darkest depths in the sea, that be me!\nHaha! There's only one captain on this here ship, splash!\nCome take a dip, it's lit! See you was right to be wary\nGrin on my face, gon' creep when I scare 'em\nHooks like tagline hittem with catchphrase\nSike, we taking his soul just glaring!\nScream! Who gon' terrorize the sea? Me!\nWho pulled up all green? Me!\nZaza smelling just like my gym locker, blunt-like feet!\nThey know me! All-green demon from the dark blue deep!\nAin't to nobody's surprise\nWhen you meet your demise, you see me!\n\nDon't you want to say hello? You've gotta! (Hi!)\nThere's no escape now, tomato with some vodka\nHow I'm red and hard to take down (Ahahaha!)\nTook illnesses to end me many cysts, have you tried one?\nBe bleeding after asking for me, what a way to die young!\nMy story's awful, queen for five and causing strife to them lot!\nAragon-t, bored, So I burned some people, and what?\nHear them screaming, crying as the flames of hell defile (yuh!)\nNo monarch's ever happy, to disturb me's suicidal\nBloody Mary, Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary, BOO!!!\nScratch out your eyes, take the one, then the two!\nGot claws on your body, reflections ain't you\nNow stay trapped in a mirror land once I've stepped through!\nLight a fucking candle in the dark!\nLose your way when the shadows dance!\nChance it and chant my name!\nNot knowing what comes in from afar (afar, afar!)\n\nSometimes this mansion can be brought to life\nRun, find a lantern or a torch for light\nUnkind are phantoms, ghouls, and poltergeists\nCome nightfall, Casper wouldn't haunt a fly! (Fly!)\nLet the spirit provide you some guidance\nLifting you up higher than the airline did!\nPutting the jinx in hijinks!\nMight be the bubbliest sprite since the lemon and lime drink!\nPhased through the TV screen to the DVDs and books!\nAre you even keeping up?\nThe deceased they need me to speak for them!\nI've been reaching each every medium!\nOpti-mist even when I died! The Cloud 9 year old which is why!\nWhen my skin is hit with the light!\nI outshine with these silver linings!\nDon't spit with liquid or slime\nEquipped with the sickly chill down your spine\nThe slick apparition kid on that grind\nI'm printing millions, rich by design! (Woo!)\n\n(Aha!) Who you gonna call for the ghosts and ghouls?\nBig green homie, don't you move!\nI ain't even that mean, I want mostly food!\nFor real, don't approach me dude! (ya!)\nWon't run with the crew, I'mma ghost these fools!\nNot me with the most to lose! (why?!)\nI be chilling in the cut like an open wound\nNo L's 'cause I broke the hoov!\nYou just took the slimy route, can't beat me and my grimey style\nBet they wanna find me now! Keep seeking, though I highly doubt!\nThat y'all can't stand my mighty shout!\nIt's gross, just peek at my account!\nNo tiny weakling, I'm a stout!\nNot Drake but she can slime me out!\nStick to the count, I'm picking 'em out\nStep to me, I'm sending 'em south\nI said no L's, not in my mansion\nSending 'em in, I'm kicking 'em out!\nEvacuate, don't enter the bout cause this right here not finna go down\nYou stuck and you can't guess what happened\nEnd up slimed like Figure It Out!\n\nBy wild pools and trees a horseman did stand\nThe villagers would flee 'twas foretold they'd be damned!\nA stare full of fire and a steed, black as coal (He arrives!)\nHe comes when it's dire and leaves with your soul! (Ahahahaha!)\nTall stories and spoke of in folklore\nHaunting the roads where the lone walk\nAmorphous form born from the shadow of the oak\nCaught in the glow of a torch and a man's own thoughts\nThose branches warp to the phantom before you\nRun to your gaff or be caught 'fore the dawn's due\nNasty and fraught with a ghastly allure\nThey abhorred them thunderous claps of it stamping its four shoes!\nUnder attack, I've been stalking the banks and the moors\nSome say that he handle a sword\nOthers claim that he capture and drag ya\nBy chains to the Abaddon shores! Not famine or war!\nI'm anarchy, ravaging, balance and order stallion warrior!\nBlack Crom Anthony Hopkins, lambs for the slaughter\nPray I don't stop in my tracks and call ya!\n\n苦し, 苦し,永遠の 苦しみ\nHead into my tale in the void\nTossed in a well like they flipped a coin\nSplatter scene with my whispered voice\nGot a static screen and I bring the noise\nPut my tape in, I'mma shake the booth\nCrawl up every stone when I pay my dues\nYou can't channel how I'm breaking through\nThen I'm breaking you, then it's breaking news!\nI'm not for the weak heart, never leave, never depart\nNever let you live in peace 'cause I mean harm!\nMake you suffer like I did and then restart\nTurning your VCR into VR!\nCrank the pace like a music box\nTake a step away and you lose the plot\nGlide to the light rays in my pupil's maw\nGive you seven days like a luna moth!\n\nThe spirit of vengeance is more than an apparition\nThis immortal torture will leave your corpse in a bad condition!\nTalking trash? You get charred to ashes from a Penance Stare\nFeel the flames from the wheel of fire\nDo a burnout on your soul then and there!\nWhen a villain hear me coming\nI can hear 'em st-st-st-stuttering\nMotorcycle's gonna r-r-r-rev up!\nAll of you evil people, yeah, I'm f-f-f-fed up!\nChain swinging, y-y-you're gonna d-d-d-die!\nHold up, let him c-c-c-cook!\nIn the kitchen of hellfire, go ahead, l-l-look in my eyes!\nBring the harlett to the party chains\nHang around my body like a bandolier!\nLeave ya body danglin' from the ceiling of the\nHouse lobby like a chandelier!\nYou ain't gotta believe in ghosts but let me just make one thing clear\nIf you see me standing in front of you and I point in your direction\nThen you will know that the end is here!\n\nSaved the best for last, hit 'em up fast to match the stats\nTradin' up, this what happens when the rappin' evolves that gas, facts\nHauntin' 'em from the original game!\nLevitate on the ethereal plane\nCursin' you out with the steel to my brain\nIf I fall then your energy's drained, huh!\nShadow is sneakin' and stakin' the claim\nBreakin' the sane when I'm sprayin' the ray\nThe Gigantamax terror erasin' the day\nIn the night, you'll fall under my shade, yuh!\nOpening the void and every enemy get dragged down\nEverybody runnin' but the shadow playin' tag now\nHit 'em with the physical, the poison leave you jabbed out\nSong'll make you perish but nobody hear the mad sounds\nNasty with a baddie like a villain with a plot\nTurn 'em all to sludge when I'mma spill 'em with the bomb\nDeath, it be ya destiny, you'll never kill the bond\nIf you steppin' to the Lavender, you'll have your mother gone\nI'mma be transparent 'cause I been hard!\nAll you people meant harm! I can see through them scars!\nIt is the will of wisps to kill this shit, I leave you men charred!\nFrom the stage down to the grave! Name's the same, Gengar!","syncedLyrics":"[00:05.45] You've got a ticket to vacation but you'd like another room\n[00:08.90] For on the ceiling is a spectre and it's writing out your doom\n[00:12.14] Give the staff a little ring about the phantom if you choose\n[00:15.24] You'll need some tape for ghostly shipping\n[00:17.16] Once you've wrangled all that ooze!\n[00:18.59] Ghostly riders might be headless or they may have skulls of flame!\n[00:22.08] But they are never very friendly, when repetitively named!\n[00:25.30] Check each pocket for a monster!\n[00:27.29] But be wary when you do! For I'm a ghost too\n[00:29.77] Now, I'mma haunt the fuck out of you!\n[00:31.95] Do you feel the shiver through your spirit? I can almost catch you\n[00:35.50] No crucifix will make a crucial difference, you can't trap Boo's!\n[00:38.99] You wanna see the rooms I live in? I'll make you my statue\n[00:42.04] Still don't believe in superstitions? You live in a vacuum!\n[00:45.41] You see me lifting up your desk lamp?\n[00:46.96] I'm the creepy menace with the best laugh\n[00:48.90] And I lead the mansions where no guests crash\n[00:50.47] No sleep, I travel without jet lag\n[00:52.19] And Luigi's begging me to step back\n[00:53.75] But I keep my enemies in death traps\n[00:55.31] I'm in deeper levels you can't trespass\n[00:56.91] There's no secret exit, I'm the red flag!\n[00:58.69] Drop off in my swamp getting lost in a beat\n[01:00.22] Conjure the piece causing a scene, I'll be flaunting my teeth\n[01:02.42] When I'm crossing a thief calling a priest\n[01:03.80] Ain't gonna solve all the plots that I scheme\n[01:05.24] Talk to your prof and then leave, any doorknob\n[01:07.06] Could've opened your coffin, so knock 'fore you walk in my office\n[01:09.00] Rocks on my top got more drip\n[01:10.22] Than me haunting the tip of the faucet (Let's Go!)\n[01:11.83] Lead the paranormal paratroopas: day one\n[01:13.95] I'm the stage that you will lose your game on\n[01:15.43] Shining in the darkest moon, I hate dawn\n[01:17.06] Sent a curse to where these hoovers came from\n[01:18.70] Where is your backbone?\n[01:19.60] I keep my skeletons out of my closet, I snap foes\n[01:21.76] You couldn't pick me apart, better pull up your power-up plants\n[01:23.89] And I'll put you in paintings like Van Ghost!\n[01:25.49] If you tryna fuck with my friends or my family\n[01:27.05] You know that I'm going ghost! (I'm going ghost!)\n[01:28.34] I got Fenton-all up in my veins for real\n[01:30.25] But no, I ain't comatose (no, sir!)\n[01:31.64] And I been a menace since the second grade\n[01:33.04] Ask Sam, how I move with the Mansons\n[01:34.68] Got my shot and I ain't gonna chance it (uh-huh)\n[01:36.25] Ectoplasm, my fists, I enhance 'em (uh-huh)\n[01:37.81] Putting in work for the people of Amity\n[01:39.58] Lotta phantoms tryna cause a calamity\n[01:41.13] When I started, ain't nobody a fan of me (yuh!)\n[01:42.93] Crazy parents had me question my sanity (uh-huh)\n[01:44.25] Skulkers stalking, steady tryna banish me (damn)\n[01:46.06] Masters wanting me to bask in his vanity (damn)\n[01:47.88] Never sorry, when I shatter his fantasy (uh-huh)\n[01:49.40] Holding it down for the sake of humanity (yes, sir!)\n[01:51.08] They see the green of my eyes and they run away\n[01:52.63] No, I ain't come to play\n[01:53.53] He causing problems, then we gonna run the fade\n[01:55.29] Wonder how many of y'all gettin' done today\n[01:56.88] Exorcise 'em, I could do it a hunnit ways\n[01:58.51] Rolling with Tucker, he keeping the tech\n[01:59.81] Fam roll in a tank, shit look like a mech\n[02:01.76] End of the day, we don't play 'bout the set\n[02:03.13] They can't step to my people, we coming correct!\n[02:05.76] You scurvy scallywags, man the starboard bow!\n[02:09.02] We have fish to scare and souls to steal! (Hahaha!)\n[02:11.76] Oh, is he forreal? We won't fight but let's make a deal!\n[02:14.56] Your motives I clocked them, no, I don't do no rigamarole\n[02:17.08] Open the locker, throw in his soul!\n[02:18.68] No boy, I don't care about pleas!\n[02:20.47] Stop all that begging and get off yo knees!\n[02:22.08] What do I need? Look at my drip, wrist, ship, everything green!\n[02:25.36] Looking \"abyss\", thinkin' the darkest depths in the sea, that be me!\n[02:28.53] Haha! There's only one captain on this here ship, splash!\n[02:31.12] Come take a dip, it's lit! See you was right to be wary\n[02:33.55] Grin on my face, gon' creep when I scare 'em\n[02:35.14] Hooks like tagline hittem with catchphrase\n[02:37.08] Sike, we taking his soul just glaring!\n[02:38.56] Scream! Who gon' terrorize the sea? Me!\n[02:40.70] Who pulled up all green? Me!\n[02:42.22] Zaza smelling just like my gym locker, blunt-like feet!\n[02:45.29] They know me! All-green demon from the dark blue deep!\n[02:47.64] Ain't to nobody's surprise\n[02:48.79] When you meet your demise, you see me!\n[02:51.45] Don't you want to say hello? You've gotta! (Hi!)\n[02:53.33] There's no escape now, tomato with some vodka\n[02:56.08] How I'm red and hard to take down (Ahahaha!)\n[02:57.97] Took illnesses to end me many cysts, have you tried one?\n[03:01.26] Be bleeding after asking for me, what a way to die young!\n[03:04.56] My story's awful, queen for five and causing strife to them lot!\n[03:07.86] Aragon-t, bored, So I burned some people, and what?\n[03:11.25] Hear them screaming, crying as the flames of hell defile (yuh!)\n[03:14.56] No monarch's ever happy, to disturb me's suicidal\n[03:17.72] Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary, BOO!!!\n[03:19.70] Scratch out your eyes, take the one, then the two!\n[03:21.13] Got claws on your body, reflections ain't you\n[03:22.65] Now stay trapped in a mirror land once I've stepped through!\n[03:24.34] Light a fucking candle in the dark!\n[03:25.68] Lose your way when the shadows dance!\n[03:27.24] Chance it and chant my name!\n[03:28.82] Not knowing what comes in from afar (afar, afar!)\n[03:31.34] Sometimes this mansion can be brought to life\n[03:34.31] Run, find a lantern or a torch for light\n[03:37.89] Unkind are phantoms, ghouls, and poltergeists\n[03:40.77] Come nightfall, Casper wouldn't haunt a fly! (Fly!)\n[03:44.22] Let the spirit provide you some guidance\n[03:45.73] Lifting you up higher than the airline did!\n[03:47.33] Putting the jinx in hijinks!\n[03:48.61] Might be the bubbliest sprite since the lemon and lime drink!\n[03:50.60] Phased through the TV screen to the DVDs and books!\n[03:52.81] Are you even keeping up?\n[03:54.03] The deceased they need me to speak for them!\n[03:55.97] I've been reaching each every medium!\n[03:57.35] Opti-mist even when I died! The Cloud 9 year old which is why!\n[04:00.52] When my skin is hit with the light!\n[04:02.02] I outshine with these silver linings!\n[04:03.99] Don't spit with liquid or slime\n[04:05.40] Equipped with the sickly chill down your spine\n[04:07.01] The slick apparition kid on that grind\n[04:08.44] I'm printing millions, rich by design! (Woo!)\n[04:11.48] \n[04:16.47] (Aha!) Who you gonna call for the ghosts and ghouls?\n[04:19.26] Big green homie, don't you move!\n[04:20.69] I ain't even that mean, I want mostly food!\n[04:22.52] For real, don't approach me dude! (ya!)\n[04:23.98] Won't run with the crew, I'mma ghost these fools!\n[04:25.99] Not me with the most to lose! (why?!)\n[04:27.56] I be chilling in the cut like an open wound\n[04:29.13] No L's 'cause I broke the hoov!\n[04:30.84] You just took the slimy route, can't beat me and my grimey style\n[04:33.94] Bet they wanna find me now! Keep seeking, though I highly doubt!\n[04:37.07] That y'all can't stand my mighty shout!\n[04:38.86] It's gross, just peek at my account!\n[04:40.49] No tiny weakling, I'm a stout!\n[04:42.08] Not Drake but she can slime me out!\n[04:43.94] Stick to the count, I'm picking 'em out\n[04:45.66] Step to me, I'm sending 'em south\n[04:47.11] I said no L's, not in my mansion\n[04:48.97] Sending 'em in, I'm kicking 'em out!\n[04:50.59] Evacuate, don't enter the bout cause this right here not finna go down\n[04:53.71] You stuck and you can't guess what happened\n[04:55.48] End up slimed like Figure It Out!\n[04:57.00] By wild pools and trees a horseman did stand\n[05:00.15] The villagers would flee 'twas foretold they'd be damned!\n[05:03.64] A stare full of fire and a steed, black as coal (He arrives!)\n[05:07.05] He comes when it's dire and leaves with your soul! (Ahahahaha!)\n[05:11.17] Tall stories and spoke of in folklore\n[05:12.48] Haunting the roads where the lone walk\n[05:13.84] Amorphous form born from the shadow of the oak\n[05:15.58] Caught in the glow of a torch and a man's own thoughts\n[05:17.38] Those branches warp to the phantom before you\n[05:19.19] Run to your gaff or be caught 'fore the dawn's due\n[05:20.83] Nasty and fraught with a ghastly allure\n[05:22.23] They abhorred them thunderous claps of it stamping its four shoes!\n[05:24.58] Under attack, I've been stalking the banks and the moors\n[05:26.56] Some say that he handle a sword\n[05:27.72] Others claim that he capture and drag ya\n[05:28.87] By chains to the Abaddon shores! Not famine or war!\n[05:31.03] I'm anarchy, ravaging, balance and order stallion warrior!\n[05:33.56] Black Crom Anthony Hopkins, lambs for the slaughter\n[05:35.61] Pray I don't stop in my tracks and call ya!\n[05:40.17] 苦し, 苦し,永遠の 苦しみ\n[05:53.43] Head into my tale in the void\n[05:54.87] Tossed in a well like they flipped a coin\n[05:56.76] Splatter scene with my whispered voice\n[05:58.21] Got a static screen and I bring the noise\n[06:00.10] Put my tape in, I'mma shake the booth\n[06:01.63] Crawl up every stone when I pay my dues\n[06:03.33] You can't channel how I'm breaking through\n[06:04.77] Then I'm breaking you, then it's breaking news!\n[06:06.42] I'm not for the weak heart, never leave, never depart\n[06:08.83] Never let you live in peace 'cause I mean harm!\n[06:10.34] Make you suffer like I did and then restart\n[06:11.64] Turning your VCR into VR!\n[06:13.49] Crank the pace like a music box\n[06:14.89] Take a step away and you lose the plot\n[06:16.60] Glide to the light rays in my pupil's maw\n[06:18.26] Give you seven days like a luna moth!\n[06:20.17] The spirit of vengeance is more than an apparition\n[06:23.44] This immortal torture will leave your corpse in a bad condition!\n[06:26.65] Talking trash? You get charred to ashes from a Penance Stare\n[06:29.85] Feel the flames from the wheel of fire\n[06:31.22] Do a burnout on your soul then and there!\n[06:33.18] When a villain hear me coming\n[06:34.48] I can hear 'em st-st-st-stuttering\n[06:35.80] Motorcycle's gonna r-r-r-rev up!\n[06:37.54] All of you evil people, yeah, I'm f-f-f-fed up!\n[06:40.10] Chain swinging, y-y-you're gonna d-d-d-die!\n[06:42.28] Hold up, let him c-c-c-cook!\n[06:43.96] In the kitchen of hellfire, go ahead, l-l-look in my eyes!\n[06:46.97] Bring the harlett to the party chains\n[06:48.28] Hang around my body like a bandolier!\n[06:50.13] Leave ya body danglin' from the ceiling of the\n[06:51.80] House lobby like a chandelier!\n[06:53.23] You ain't gotta believe in ghosts but let me just make one thing clear\n[06:56.50] If you see me standing in front of you and I point in your direction\n[06:58.23] Then you will know that the end is here!\n[07:00.12] \n[07:06.73] Saved the best for last, hit 'em up fast to match the stats\n[07:09.45] Tradin' up, this what happens when the rappin' evolves that gas, facts\n[07:12.74] Hauntin' 'em from the original game!\n[07:14.61] Levitate on the ethereal plane\n[07:16.26] Cursin' you out with the steel to my brain\n[07:17.88] If I fall then your energy's drained, huh!\n[07:19.56] Shadow is sneakin' and stakin' the claim\n[07:21.30] Breakin' the sane when I'm sprayin' the ray\n[07:22.78] The Gigantamax terror erasin' the day\n[07:24.45] In the night, you'll fall under my shade, yuh!\n[07:26.09] Opening the void and every enemy get dragged down\n[07:27.84] Everybody runnin' but the shadow playin' tag now\n[07:29.42] Hit 'em with the physical, the poison leave you jabbed out\n[07:31.23] Song'll make you perish but nobody hear the mad sounds\n[07:32.98] Nasty with a baddie like a villain with a plot\n[07:34.48] Turn 'em all to sludge when I'mma spill 'em with the bomb\n[07:36.05] Death, it be ya destiny, you'll never kill the bond\n[07:37.77] If you steppin' to the Lavender, you'll have your mother gone\n[07:39.65] I'mma be transparent 'cause I been hard!\n[07:41.94] All you people meant harm! I can see through them scars!\n[07:45.10] It is the will of wisps to kill this shit, I leave you men charred!\n[07:48.87] From the stage down to the grave! Name's the same, Gengar!\n[07:52.61] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Ghost Rap Cypher\n  artist: Freshy Kanal\n  album: Ghost Rap Cypher\n  duration_ms: 518000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: You've got a ticket to vacation but you'd like another room\n  start_ms: 5450\n  end_ms: 8900\n- text: For on the ceiling is a spectre and it's writing out your doom\n  start_ms: 8900\n  end_ms: 12140\n- text: Give the staff a little ring about the phantom if you choose\n  start_ms: 12140\n  end_ms: 15240\n- text: You'll need some tape for ghostly shipping\n  start_ms: 15240\n  end_ms: 17160\n- text: Once you've wrangled all that ooze!\n  start_ms: 17160\n  end_ms: 18590\n- text: Ghostly riders might be headless or they may have skulls of flame!\n  start_ms: 18590\n  end_ms: 22080\n- text: But they are never very friendly, when repetitively named!\n  start_ms: 22080\n  end_ms: 25300\n- text: Check each pocket for a monster!\n  start_ms: 25300\n  end_ms: 27290\n- text: But be wary when you do! For I'm a ghost too\n  start_ms: 27290\n  end_ms: 29770\n- text: Now, I'mma haunt the fuck out of you!\n  start_ms: 29770\n  end_ms: 31950\n- text: Do you feel the shiver through your spirit? I can almost catch you\n  start_ms: 31950\n  end_ms: 35500\n- text: No crucifix will make a crucial difference, you can't trap Boo's!\n  start_ms: 35500\n  end_ms: 38990\n- text: You wanna see the rooms I live in? I'll make you my statue\n  start_ms: 38990\n  end_ms: 42040\n- text: Still don't believe in superstitions? You live in a vacuum!\n  start_ms: 42040\n  end_ms: 45410\n- text: You see me lifting up your desk lamp?\n  start_ms: 45410\n  end_ms: 46960\n- text: I'm the creepy menace with the best laugh\n  start_ms: 46960\n  end_ms: 48900\n- text: And I lead the mansions where no guests crash\n  start_ms: 48900\n  end_ms: 50470\n- text: No sleep, I travel without jet lag\n  start_ms: 50470\n  end_ms: 52190\n- text: And Luigi's begging me to step back\n  start_ms: 52190\n  end_ms: 53750\n- text: But I keep my enemies in death traps\n  start_ms: 53750\n  end_ms: 55310\n- text: I'm in deeper levels you can't trespass\n  start_ms: 55310\n  end_ms: 56910\n- text: There's no secret exit, I'm the red flag!\n  start_ms: 56910\n  end_ms: 58690\n- text: Drop off in my swamp getting lost in a beat\n  start_ms: 58690\n  end_ms: 60220\n- text: Conjure the piece causing a scene, I'll be flaunting my teeth\n  start_ms: 60220\n  end_ms: 62420\n- text: When I'm crossing a thief calling a priest\n  start_ms: 62420\n  end_ms: 63800\n- text: Ain't gonna solve all the plots that I scheme\n  start_ms: 63800\n  end_ms: 65240\n- text: Talk to your prof and then leave, any doorknob\n  start_ms: 65240\n  end_ms: 67060\n- text: Could've opened your coffin, so knock 'fore you walk in my office\n  start_ms: 67060\n  end_ms: 69000\n- text: Rocks on my top got more drip\n  start_ms: 69000\n  end_ms: 70220\n- text: Than me haunting the tip of the faucet (Let's Go!)\n  start_ms: 70220\n  end_ms: 71830\n- text: 'Lead the paranormal paratroopas: day one'\n  start_ms: 71830\n  end_ms: 73950\n- text: I'm the stage that you will lose your game on\n  start_ms: 73950\n  end_ms: 75430\n- text: Shining in the darkest moon, I hate dawn\n  start_ms: 75430\n  end_ms: 77060\n- text: Sent a curse to where these hoovers came from\n  start_ms: 77060\n  end_ms: 78700\n- text: Where is your backbone?\n  start_ms: 78700\n  end_ms: 79600\n- text: I keep my skeletons out of my closet, I snap foes\n  start_ms: 79600\n  end_ms: 81760\n- text: You couldn't pick me apart, better pull up your power-up plants\n  start_ms: 81760\n  end_ms: 83890\n- text: And I'll put you in paintings like Van Ghost!\n  start_ms: 83890\n  end_ms: 85490\n- text: If you tryna fuck with my friends or my family\n  start_ms: 85490\n  end_ms: 87050\n- text: You know that I'm going ghost! (I'm going ghost!)\n  start_ms: 87050\n  end_ms: 88340\n- text: I got Fenton-all up in my veins for real\n  start_ms: 88340\n  end_ms: 90250\n- text: But no, I ain't comatose (no, sir!)\n  start_ms: 90250\n  end_ms: 91640\n- text: And I been a menace since the second grade\n  start_ms: 91640\n  end_ms: 93040\n- text: Ask Sam, how I move with the Mansons\n  start_ms: 93040\n  end_ms: 94680\n- text: Got my shot and I ain't gonna chance it (uh-huh)\n  start_ms: 94680\n  end_ms: 96250\n- text: Ectoplasm, my fists, I enhance 'em (uh-huh)\n  start_ms: 96250\n  end_ms: 97810\n- text: Putting in work for the people of Amity\n  start_ms: 97810\n  end_ms: 99580\n- text: Lotta phantoms tryna cause a calamity\n  start_ms: 99580\n  end_ms: 101130\n- text: When I started, ain't nobody a fan of me (yuh!)\n  start_ms: 101130\n  end_ms: 102930\n- text: Crazy parents had me question my sanity (uh-huh)\n  start_ms: 102930\n  end_ms: 104250\n- text: Skulkers stalking, steady tryna banish me (damn)\n  start_ms: 104250\n  end_ms: 106060\n- text: Masters wanting me to bask in his vanity (damn)\n  start_ms: 106060\n  end_ms: 107880\n- text: Never sorry, when I shatter his fantasy (uh-huh)\n  start_ms: 107880\n  end_ms: 109400\n- text: Holding it down for the sake of humanity (yes, sir!)\n  start_ms: 109400\n  end_ms: 111080\n- text: They see the green of my eyes and they run away\n  start_ms: 111080\n  end_ms: 112630\n- text: No, I ain't come to play\n  start_ms: 112630\n  end_ms: 113530\n- text: He causing problems, then we gonna run the fade\n  start_ms: 113530\n  end_ms: 115290\n- text: Wonder how many of y'all gettin' done today\n  start_ms: 115290\n  end_ms: 116880\n- text: Exorcise 'em, I could do it a hunnit ways\n  start_ms: 116880\n  end_ms: 118510\n- text: Rolling with Tucker, he keeping the tech\n  start_ms: 118510\n  end_ms: 119810\n- text: Fam roll in a tank, shit look like a mech\n  start_ms: 119810\n  end_ms: 121760\n- text: End of the day, we don't play 'bout the set\n  start_ms: 121760\n  end_ms: 123130\n- text: They can't step to my people, we coming correct!\n  start_ms: 123130\n  end_ms: 125760\n- text: You scurvy scallywags, man the starboard bow!\n  start_ms: 125760\n  end_ms: 129020\n- text: We have fish to scare and souls to steal! (Hahaha!)\n  start_ms: 129020\n  end_ms: 131760\n- text: Oh, is he forreal? We won't fight but let's make a deal!\n  start_ms: 131760\n  end_ms: 134560\n- text: Your motives I clocked them, no, I don't do no rigamarole\n  start_ms: 134560\n  end_ms: 137080\n- text: Open the locker, throw in his soul!\n  start_ms: 137080\n  end_ms: 138680\n- text: No boy, I don't care about pleas!\n  start_ms: 138680\n  end_ms: 140470\n- text: Stop all that begging and get off yo knees!\n  start_ms: 140470\n  end_ms: 142080\n- text: What do I need? Look at my drip, wrist, ship, everything green!\n  start_ms: 142080\n  end_ms: 145360\n- text: Looking \"abyss\", thinkin' the darkest depths in the sea, that be me!\n  start_ms: 145360\n  end_ms: 148530\n- text: Haha! There's only one captain on this here ship, splash!\n  start_ms: 148530\n  end_ms: 151120\n- text: Come take a dip, it's lit! See you was right to be wary\n  start_ms: 151120\n  end_ms: 153550\n- text: Grin on my face, gon' creep when I scare 'em\n  start_ms: 153550\n  end_ms: 155140\n- text: Hooks like tagline hittem with catchphrase\n  start_ms: 155140\n  end_ms: 157080\n- text: Sike, we taking his soul just glaring!\n  start_ms: 157080\n  end_ms: 158560\n- text: Scream! Who gon' terrorize the sea? Me!\n  start_ms: 158560\n  end_ms: 160700\n- text: Who pulled up all green? Me!\n  start_ms: 160700\n  end_ms: 162220\n- text: Zaza smelling just like my gym locker, blunt-like feet!\n  start_ms: 162220\n  end_ms: 165290\n- text: They know me! All-green demon from the dark blue deep!\n  start_ms: 165290\n  end_ms: 167640\n- text: Ain't to nobody's surprise\n  start_ms: 167640\n  end_ms: 168790\n- text: When you meet your demise, you see me!\n  start_ms: 168790\n  end_ms: 171450\n- text: Don't you want to say hello? You've gotta! (Hi!)\n  start_ms: 171450\n  end_ms: 173330\n- text: There's no escape now, tomato with some vodka\n  start_ms: 173330\n  end_ms: 176080\n- text: How I'm red and hard to take down (Ahahaha!)\n  start_ms: 176080\n  end_ms: 177970\n- text: Took illnesses to end me many cysts, have you tried one?\n  start_ms: 177970\n  end_ms: 181260\n- text: Be bleeding after asking for me, what a way to die young!\n  start_ms: 181260\n  end_ms: 184560\n- text: My story's awful, queen for five and causing strife to them lot!\n  start_ms: 184560\n  end_ms: 187860\n- text: Aragon-t, bored, So I burned some people, and what?\n  start_ms: 187860\n  end_ms: 191250\n- text: Hear them screaming, crying as the flames of hell defile (yuh!)\n  start_ms: 191250\n  end_ms: 194560\n- text: No monarch's ever happy, to disturb me's suicidal\n  start_ms: 194560\n  end_ms: 197720\n- text: Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary, BOO!!!\n  start_ms: 197720\n  end_ms: 199700\n- text: Scratch out your eyes, take the one, then the two!\n  start_ms: 199700\n  end_ms: 201130\n- text: Got claws on your body, reflections ain't you\n  start_ms: 201130\n  end_ms: 202650\n- text: Now stay trapped in a mirror land once I've stepped through!\n  start_ms: 202650\n  end_ms: 204340\n- text: Light a fucking candle in the dark!\n  start_ms: 204340\n  end_ms: 205680\n- text: Lose your way when the shadows dance!\n  start_ms: 205680\n  end_ms: 207240\n- text: Chance it and chant my name!\n  start_ms: 207240\n  end_ms: 208820\n- text: Not knowing what comes in from afar (afar, afar!)\n  start_ms: 208820\n  end_ms: 211340\n- text: Sometimes this mansion can be brought to life\n  start_ms: 211340\n  end_ms: 214310\n- text: Run, find a lantern or a torch for light\n  start_ms: 214310\n  end_ms: 217890\n- text: Unkind are phantoms, ghouls, and poltergeists\n  start_ms: 217890\n  end_ms: 220770\n- text: Come nightfall, Casper wouldn't haunt a fly! (Fly!)\n  start_ms: 220770\n  end_ms: 224220\n- text: Let the spirit provide you some guidance\n  start_ms: 224220\n  end_ms: 225730\n- text: Lifting you up higher than the airline did!\n  start_ms: 225730\n  end_ms: 227330\n- text: Putting the jinx in hijinks!\n  start_ms: 227330\n  end_ms: 228610\n- text: Might be the bubbliest sprite since the lemon and lime drink!\n  start_ms: 228610\n  end_ms: 230600\n- text: Phased through the TV screen to the DVDs and books!\n  start_ms: 230600\n  end_ms: 232810\n- text: Are you even keeping up?\n  start_ms: 232810\n  end_ms: 234030\n- text: The deceased they need me to speak for them!\n  start_ms: 234030\n  end_ms: 235970\n- text: I've been reaching each every medium!\n  start_ms: 235970\n  end_ms: 237350\n- text: Opti-mist even when I died! The Cloud 9 year old which is why!\n  start_ms: 237350\n  end_ms: 240520\n- text: When my skin is hit with the light!\n  start_ms: 240520\n  end_ms: 242020\n- text: I outshine with these silver linings!\n  start_ms: 242020\n  end_ms: 243990\n- text: Don't spit with liquid or slime\n  start_ms: 243990\n  end_ms: 245400\n- text: Equipped with the sickly chill down your spine\n  start_ms: 245400\n  end_ms: 247010\n- text: The slick apparition kid on that grind\n  start_ms: 247010\n  end_ms: 248440\n- text: I'm printing millions, rich by design! (Woo!)\n  start_ms: 248440\n  end_ms: 251480\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 251480\n  end_ms: 256470\n- text: (Aha!) Who you gonna call for the ghosts and ghouls?\n  start_ms: 256470\n  end_ms: 259260\n- text: Big green homie, don't you move!\n  start_ms: 259260\n  end_ms: 260690\n- text: I ain't even that mean, I want mostly food!\n  start_ms: 260690\n  end_ms: 262520\n- text: For real, don't approach me dude! (ya!)\n  start_ms: 262520\n  end_ms: 263980\n- text: Won't run with the crew, I'mma ghost these fools!\n  start_ms: 263980\n  end_ms: 265990\n- text: Not me with the most to lose! (why?!)\n  start_ms: 265990\n  end_ms: 267560\n- text: I be chilling in the cut like an open wound\n  start_ms: 267560\n  end_ms: 269130\n- text: No L's 'cause I broke the hoov!\n  start_ms: 269130\n  end_ms: 270840\n- text: You just took the slimy route, can't beat me and my grimey style\n  start_ms: 270840\n  end_ms: 273940\n- text: Bet they wanna find me now! Keep seeking, though I highly doubt!\n  start_ms: 273940\n  end_ms: 277070\n- text: That y'all can't stand my mighty shout!\n  start_ms: 277070\n  end_ms: 278860\n- text: It's gross, just peek at my account!\n  start_ms: 278860\n  end_ms: 280490\n- text: No tiny weakling, I'm a stout!\n  start_ms: 280490\n  end_ms: 282080\n- text: Not Drake but she can slime me out!\n  start_ms: 282080\n  end_ms: 283940\n- text: Stick to the count, I'm picking 'em out\n  start_ms: 283940\n  end_ms: 285660\n- text: Step to me, I'm sending 'em south\n  start_ms: 285660\n  end_ms: 287110\n- text: I said no L's, not in my mansion\n  start_ms: 287110\n  end_ms: 288970\n- text: Sending 'em in, I'm kicking 'em out!\n  start_ms: 288970\n  end_ms: 290590\n- text: Evacuate, don't enter the bout cause this right here not finna go down\n  start_ms: 290590\n  end_ms: 293710\n- text: You stuck and you can't guess what happened\n  start_ms: 293710\n  end_ms: 295480\n- text: End up slimed like Figure It Out!\n  start_ms: 295480\n  end_ms: 297000\n- text: By wild pools and trees a horseman did stand\n  start_ms: 297000\n  end_ms: 300150\n- text: The villagers would flee 'twas foretold they'd be damned!\n  start_ms: 300150\n  end_ms: 303640\n- text: A stare full of fire and a steed, black as coal (He arrives!)\n  start_ms: 303640\n  end_ms: 307050\n- text: He comes when it's dire and leaves with your soul! (Ahahahaha!)\n  start_ms: 307050\n  end_ms: 311170\n- text: Tall stories and spoke of in folklore\n  start_ms: 311170\n  end_ms: 312480\n- text: Haunting the roads where the lone walk\n  start_ms: 312480\n  end_ms: 313840\n- text: Amorphous form born from the shadow of the oak\n  start_ms: 313840\n  end_ms: 315580\n- text: Caught in the glow of a torch and a man's own thoughts\n  start_ms: 315580\n  end_ms: 317380\n- text: Those branches warp to the phantom before you\n  start_ms: 317380\n  end_ms: 319190\n- text: Run to your gaff or be caught 'fore the dawn's due\n  start_ms: 319190\n  end_ms: 320830\n- text: Nasty and fraught with a ghastly allure\n  start_ms: 320830\n  end_ms: 322230\n- text: They abhorred them thunderous claps of it stamping its four shoes!\n  start_ms: 322230\n  end_ms: 324580\n- text: Under attack, I've been stalking the banks and the moors\n  start_ms: 324580\n  end_ms: 326560\n- text: Some say that he handle a sword\n  start_ms: 326560\n  end_ms: 327720\n- text: Others claim that he capture and drag ya\n  start_ms: 327720\n  end_ms: 328870\n- text: By chains to the Abaddon shores! Not famine or war!\n  start_ms: 328870\n  end_ms: 331030\n- text: I'm anarchy, ravaging, balance and order stallion warrior!\n  start_ms: 331030\n  end_ms: 333560\n- text: Black Crom Anthony Hopkins, lambs for the slaughter\n  start_ms: 333560\n  end_ms: 335610\n- text: Pray I don't stop in my tracks and call ya!\n  start_ms: 335610\n  end_ms: 340170\n- text: 苦し, 苦し,永遠の 苦しみ\n  start_ms: 340170\n  end_ms: 353430\n- text: Head into my tale in the void\n  start_ms: 353430\n  end_ms: 354870\n- text: Tossed in a well like they flipped a coin\n  start_ms: 354870\n  end_ms: 356760\n- text: Splatter scene with my whispered voice\n  start_ms: 356760\n  end_ms: 358210\n- text: Got a static screen and I bring the noise\n  start_ms: 358210\n  end_ms: 360100\n- text: Put my tape in, I'mma shake the booth\n  start_ms: 360100\n  end_ms: 361630\n- text: Crawl up every stone when I pay my dues\n  start_ms: 361630\n  end_ms: 363330\n- text: You can't channel how I'm breaking through\n  start_ms: 363330\n  end_ms: 364770\n- text: Then I'm breaking you, then it's breaking news!\n  start_ms: 364770\n  end_ms: 366420\n- text: I'm not for the weak heart, never leave, never depart\n  start_ms: 366420\n  end_ms: 368830\n- text: Never let you live in peace 'cause I mean harm!\n  start_ms: 368830\n  end_ms: 370340\n- text: Make you suffer like I did and then restart\n  start_ms: 370340\n  end_ms: 371640\n- text: Turning your VCR into VR!\n  start_ms: 371640\n  end_ms: 373490\n- text: Crank the pace like a music box\n  start_ms: 373490\n  end_ms: 374890\n- text: Take a step away and you lose the plot\n  start_ms: 374890\n  end_ms: 376600\n- text: Glide to the light rays in my pupil's maw\n  start_ms: 376600\n  end_ms: 378260\n- text: Give you seven days like a luna moth!\n  start_ms: 378260\n  end_ms: 380170\n- text: The spirit of vengeance is more than an apparition\n  start_ms: 380170\n  end_ms: 383440\n- text: This immortal torture will leave your corpse in a bad condition!\n  start_ms: 383440\n  end_ms: 386650\n- text: Talking trash? 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I can see through them scars!\n  start_ms: 461940\n  end_ms: 465100\n- text: It is the will of wisps to kill this shit, I leave you men charred!\n  start_ms: 465100\n  end_ms: 468870\n- text: From the stage down to the grave! Name's the same, Gengar!\n  start_ms: 468870\n  end_ms: 472610\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 472610\nplain: |-\n  You've got a ticket to vacation but you'd like another room\n  For on the ceiling is a spectre and it's writing out your doom\n  Give the staff a little ring about the phantom if you choose\n  You'll need some tape for ghostly shipping\n  Once you've wrangled all that ooze!\n  Ghostly riders might be headless or they may have skulls of flame!\n  But they are never very friendly, when repetitively named!\n  Check each pocket for a monster!\n  But be wary when you do! For I'm a ghost too\n  Now, I'mma haunt the fuck out of you!\n\n  Do you feel the shiver through your spirit? 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(why?!)\n  I be chilling in the cut like an open wound\n  No L's 'cause I broke the hoov!\n  You just took the slimy route, can't beat me and my grimey style\n  Bet they wanna find me now! Keep seeking, though I highly doubt!\n  That y'all can't stand my mighty shout!\n  It's gross, just peek at my account!\n  No tiny weakling, I'm a stout!\n  Not Drake but she can slime me out!\n  Stick to the count, I'm picking 'em out\n  Step to me, I'm sending 'em south\n  I said no L's, not in my mansion\n  Sending 'em in, I'm kicking 'em out!\n  Evacuate, don't enter the bout cause this right here not finna go down\n  You stuck and you can't guess what happened\n  End up slimed like Figure It Out!\n\n  By wild pools and trees a horseman did stand\n  The villagers would flee 'twas foretold they'd be damned!\n  A stare full of fire and a steed, black as coal (He arrives!)\n  He comes when it's dire and leaves with your soul! (Ahahahaha!)\n  Tall stories and spoke of in folklore\n  Haunting the roads where the lone walk\n  Amorphous form born from the shadow of the oak\n  Caught in the glow of a torch and a man's own thoughts\n  Those branches warp to the phantom before you\n  Run to your gaff or be caught 'fore the dawn's due\n  Nasty and fraught with a ghastly allure\n  They abhorred them thunderous claps of it stamping its four shoes!\n  Under attack, I've been stalking the banks and the moors\n  Some say that he handle a sword\n  Others claim that he capture and drag ya\n  By chains to the Abaddon shores! Not famine or war!\n  I'm anarchy, ravaging, balance and order stallion warrior!\n  Black Crom Anthony Hopkins, lambs for the slaughter\n  Pray I don't stop in my tracks and call ya!\n\n  苦し, 苦し,永遠の 苦しみ\n  Head into my tale in the void\n  Tossed in a well like they flipped a coin\n  Splatter scene with my whispered voice\n  Got a static screen and I bring the noise\n  Put my tape in, I'mma shake the booth\n  Crawl up every stone when I pay my dues\n  You can't channel how I'm breaking through\n  Then I'm breaking you, then it's breaking news!\n  I'm not for the weak heart, never leave, never depart\n  Never let you live in peace 'cause I mean harm!\n  Make you suffer like I did and then restart\n  Turning your VCR into VR!\n  Crank the pace like a music box\n  Take a step away and you lose the plot\n  Glide to the light rays in my pupil's maw\n  Give you seven days like a luna moth!\n\n  The spirit of vengeance is more than an apparition\n  This immortal torture will leave your corpse in a bad condition!\n  Talking trash? 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You live in a vacuum!\nYou see me lifting up your desk lamp?\nI'm the creepy menace with the best laugh\nAnd I lead the mansions where no guests crash\nNo sleep, I travel without jet lag\nAnd Luigi's begging me to step back\nBut I keep my enemies in death traps\nI'm in deeper levels you can't trespass\nThere's no secret exit, I'm the red flag!\nDrop off in my swamp getting lost in a beat\nConjure the piece causing a scene, I'll be flaunting my teeth\nWhen I'm crossing a thief calling a priest\nAin't gonna solve all the plots that I scheme\nTalk to your prof and then leave, any doorknob\nCould've opened your coffin, so knock 'fore you walk in my office\nRocks on my top got more drip\nThan me haunting the tip of the faucet (Let's Go!)\nLead the paranormal paratroopas: day one\nI'm the stage that you will lose your game on\nShining in the darkest moon, I hate dawn\nSent a curse to where these hoovers came from\nWhere is your backbone?\nI keep my skeletons out of my closet, I snap foes\nYou couldn't pick me apart, better pull up your power-up plants\nAnd I'll put you in paintings like Van Ghost!\n\nIf you tryna fuck with my friends or my family\nYou know that I'm going ghost! (I'm going ghost!)\nI got Fenton-all up in my veins for real\nBut no, I ain't comatose (no, sir!)\nAnd I been a menace since the second grade\nAsk Sam, how I move with the Mansons\nGot my shot and I ain't gonna chance it (uh-huh)\nEctoplasm, my fists, I enhance 'em (uh-huh)\nPutting in work for the people of Amity\nLotta phantoms tryna cause a calamity\nWhen I started, ain't nobody a fan of me (yuh!)\nCrazy parents had me question my sanity (uh-huh)\nSkulkers stalking, steady tryna banish me (damn)\nMasters wanting me to bask in his vanity (damn)\nNever sorry, when I shatter his fantasy (uh-huh)\nHolding it down for the sake of humanity (yes, sir!)\nThey see the green of my eyes and they run away\nNo, I ain't come to play\nHe causing problems, then we gonna run the fade\nWonder how many of y'all gettin' done today\nExorcise 'em, I could do it a hunnit ways\nRolling with Tucker, he keeping the tech\nFam roll in a tank, shit look like a mech\nEnd of the day, we don't play 'bout the set\nThey can't step to my people, we coming correct!\n\nYou scurvy scallywags, man the starboard bow!\nWe have fish to scare and souls to steal! (Hahaha!)\nOh, is he forreal? We won't fight but let's make a deal!\nYour motives I clocked them, no, I don't do no rigamarole\nOpen the locker, throw in his soul!\nNo boy, I don't care about pleas!\nStop all that begging and get off yo knees!\nWhat do I need? Look at my drip, wrist, ship, everything green!\nLooking \"abyss\", thinkin' the darkest depths in the sea, that be me!\nHaha! There's only one captain on this here ship, splash!\nCome take a dip, it's lit! See you was right to be wary\nGrin on my face, gon' creep when I scare 'em\nHooks like tagline hittem with catchphrase\nSike, we taking his soul just glaring!\nScream! Who gon' terrorize the sea? Me!\nWho pulled up all green? Me!\nZaza smelling just like my gym locker, blunt-like feet!\nThey know me! All-green demon from the dark blue deep!\nAin't to nobody's surprise\nWhen you meet your demise, you see me!\n\nDon't you want to say hello? You've gotta! (Hi!)\nThere's no escape now, tomato with some vodka\nHow I'm red and hard to take down (Ahahaha!)\nTook illnesses to end me many cysts, have you tried one?\nBe bleeding after asking for me, what a way to die young!\nMy story's awful, queen for five and causing strife to them lot!\nAragon-t, bored, So I burned some people, and what?\nHear them screaming, crying as the flames of hell defile (yuh!)\nNo monarch's ever happy, to disturb me's suicidal\nBloody Mary, Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary, BOO!!!\nScratch out your eyes, take the one, then the two!\nGot claws on your body, reflections ain't you\nNow stay trapped in a mirror land once I've stepped through!\nLight a fucking candle in the dark!\nLose your way when the shadows dance!\nChance it and chant my name!\nNot knowing what comes in from afar (afar, afar!)\n\nSometimes this mansion can be brought to life\nRun, find a lantern or a torch for light\nUnkind are phantoms, ghouls, and poltergeists\nCome nightfall, Casper wouldn't haunt a fly! (Fly!)\nLet the spirit provide you some guidance\nLifting you up higher than the airline did!\nPutting the jinx in hijinks!\nMight be the bubbliest sprite since the lemon and lime drink!\nPhased through the TV screen to the DVDs and books!\nAre you even keeping up?\nThe deceased they need me to speak for them!\nI've been reaching each every medium!\nOpti-mist even when I died! The Cloud 9 year old which is why!\nWhen my skin is hit with the light!\nI outshine with these silver linings!\nDon't spit with liquid or slime\nEquipped with the sickly chill down your spine\nThe slick apparition kid on that grind\nI'm printing millions, rich by design! (Woo!)\n\n(Aha!) Who you gonna call for the ghosts and ghouls?\nBig green homie, don't you move!\nI ain't even that mean, I want mostly food!\nFor real, don't approach me dude! (ya!)\nWon't run with the crew, I'mma ghost these fools!\nNot me with the most to lose! (why?!)\nI be chilling in the cut like an open wound\nNo L's 'cause I broke the hoov!\nYou just took the slimy route, can't beat me and my grimey style\nBet they wanna find me now! Keep seeking, though I highly doubt!\nThat y'all can't stand my mighty shout!\nIt's gross, just peek at my account!\nNo tiny weakling, I'm a stout!\nNot Drake but she can slime me out!\nStick to the count, I'm picking 'em out\nStep to me, I'm sending 'em south\nI said no L's, not in my mansion\nSending 'em in, I'm kicking 'em out!\nEvacuate, don't enter the bout cause this right here not finna go down\nYou stuck and you can't guess what happened\nEnd up slimed like Figure It Out!\n\nBy wild pools and trees a horseman did stand\nThe villagers would flee 'twas foretold they'd be damned!\nA stare full of fire and a steed, black as coal (He arrives!)\nHe comes when it's dire and leaves with your soul! (Ahahahaha!)\nTall stories and spoke of in folklore\nHaunting the roads where the lone walk\nAmorphous form born from the shadow of the oak\nCaught in the glow of a torch and a man's own thoughts\nThose branches warp to the phantom before you\nRun to your gaff or be caught 'fore the dawn's due\nNasty and fraught with a ghastly allure\nThey abhorred them thunderous claps of it stamping its four shoes!\nUnder attack, I've been stalking the banks and the moors\nSome say that he handle a sword\nOthers claim that he capture and drag ya\nBy chains to the Abaddon shores! Not famine or war!\nI'm anarchy, ravaging, balance and order stallion warrior!\nBlack Crom Anthony Hopkins, lambs for the slaughter\nPray I don't stop in my tracks and call ya!\n\n苦し, 苦し,永遠の 苦しみ\nHead into my tale in the void\nTossed in a well like they flipped a coin\nSplatter scene with my whispered voice\nGot a static screen and I bring the noise\nPut my tape in, I'mma shake the booth\nCrawl up every stone when I pay my dues\nYou can't channel how I'm breaking through\nThen I'm breaking you, then it's breaking news!\nI'm not for the weak heart, never leave, never depart\nNever let you live in peace 'cause I mean harm!\nMake you suffer like I did and then restart\nTurning your VCR into VR!\nCrank the pace like a music box\nTake a step away and you lose the plot\nGlide to the light rays in my pupil's maw\nGive you seven days like a luna moth!\n\nThe spirit of vengeance is more than an apparition\nThis immortal torture will leave your corpse in a bad condition!\nTalking trash? 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You live in a vacuum!\n[00:45.41] You see me lifting up your desk lamp?\n[00:46.96] I'm the creepy menace with the best laugh\n[00:48.90] And I lead the mansions where no guests crash\n[00:50.47] No sleep, I travel without jet lag\n[00:52.19] And Luigi's begging me to step back\n[00:53.75] But I keep my enemies in death traps\n[00:55.31] I'm in deeper levels you can't trespass\n[00:56.91] There's no secret exit, I'm the red flag!\n[00:58.69] Drop off in my swamp getting lost in a beat\n[01:00.22] Conjure the piece causing a scene, I'll be flaunting my teeth\n[01:02.42] When I'm crossing a thief calling a priest\n[01:03.80] Ain't gonna solve all the plots that I scheme\n[01:05.24] Talk to your prof and then leave, any doorknob\n[01:07.06] Could've opened your coffin, so knock 'fore you walk in my office\n[01:09.00] Rocks on my top got more drip\n[01:10.22] Than me haunting the tip of the faucet (Let's Go!)\n[01:11.83] Lead the paranormal paratroopas: day one\n[01:13.95] I'm the stage that you will lose your game on\n[01:15.43] Shining in the darkest moon, I hate dawn\n[01:17.06] Sent a curse to where these hoovers came from\n[01:18.70] Where is your backbone?\n[01:19.60] I keep my skeletons out of my closet, I snap foes\n[01:21.76] You couldn't pick me apart, better pull up your power-up plants\n[01:23.89] And I'll put you in paintings like Van Ghost!\n[01:25.49] If you tryna fuck with my friends or my family\n[01:27.05] You know that I'm going ghost! (I'm going ghost!)\n[01:28.34] I got Fenton-all up in my veins for real\n[01:30.25] But no, I ain't comatose (no, sir!)\n[01:31.64] And I been a menace since the second grade\n[01:33.04] Ask Sam, how I move with the Mansons\n[01:34.68] Got my shot and I ain't gonna chance it (uh-huh)\n[01:36.25] Ectoplasm, my fists, I enhance 'em (uh-huh)\n[01:37.81] Putting in work for the people of Amity\n[01:39.58] Lotta phantoms tryna cause a calamity\n[01:41.13] When I started, ain't nobody a fan of me (yuh!)\n[01:42.93] Crazy parents had me question my sanity (uh-huh)\n[01:44.25] Skulkers stalking, steady tryna banish me (damn)\n[01:46.06] Masters wanting me to bask in his vanity (damn)\n[01:47.88] Never sorry, when I shatter his fantasy (uh-huh)\n[01:49.40] Holding it down for the sake of humanity (yes, sir!)\n[01:51.08] They see the green of my eyes and they run away\n[01:52.63] No, I ain't come to play\n[01:53.53] He causing problems, then we gonna run the fade\n[01:55.29] Wonder how many of y'all gettin' done today\n[01:56.88] Exorcise 'em, I could do it a hunnit ways\n[01:58.51] Rolling with Tucker, he keeping the tech\n[01:59.81] Fam roll in a tank, shit look like a mech\n[02:01.76] End of the day, we don't play 'bout the set\n[02:03.13] They can't step to my people, we coming correct!\n[02:05.76] You scurvy scallywags, man the starboard bow!\n[02:09.02] We have fish to scare and souls to steal! (Hahaha!)\n[02:11.76] Oh, is he forreal? We won't fight but let's make a deal!\n[02:14.56] Your motives I clocked them, no, I don't do no rigamarole\n[02:17.08] Open the locker, throw in his soul!\n[02:18.68] No boy, I don't care about pleas!\n[02:20.47] Stop all that begging and get off yo knees!\n[02:22.08] What do I need? Look at my drip, wrist, ship, everything green!\n[02:25.36] Looking \"abyss\", thinkin' the darkest depths in the sea, that be me!\n[02:28.53] Haha! There's only one captain on this here ship, splash!\n[02:31.12] Come take a dip, it's lit! See you was right to be wary\n[02:33.55] Grin on my face, gon' creep when I scare 'em\n[02:35.14] Hooks like tagline hittem with catchphrase\n[02:37.08] Sike, we taking his soul just glaring!\n[02:38.56] Scream! Who gon' terrorize the sea? Me!\n[02:40.70] Who pulled up all green? Me!\n[02:42.22] Zaza smelling just like my gym locker, blunt-like feet!\n[02:45.29] They know me! All-green demon from the dark blue deep!\n[02:47.64] Ain't to nobody's surprise\n[02:48.79] When you meet your demise, you see me!\n[02:51.45] Don't you want to say hello? You've gotta! (Hi!)\n[02:53.33] There's no escape now, tomato with some vodka\n[02:56.08] How I'm red and hard to take down (Ahahaha!)\n[02:57.97] Took illnesses to end me many cysts, have you tried one?\n[03:01.26] Be bleeding after asking for me, what a way to die young!\n[03:04.56] My story's awful, queen for five and causing strife to them lot!\n[03:07.86] Aragon-t, bored, So I burned some people, and what?\n[03:11.25] Hear them screaming, crying as the flames of hell defile (yuh!)\n[03:14.56] No monarch's ever happy, to disturb me's suicidal\n[03:17.72] Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary, BOO!!!\n[03:19.70] Scratch out your eyes, take the one, then the two!\n[03:21.13] Got claws on your body, reflections ain't you\n[03:22.65] Now stay trapped in a mirror land once I've stepped through!\n[03:24.34] Light a fucking candle in the dark!\n[03:25.68] Lose your way when the shadows dance!\n[03:27.24] Chance it and chant my name!\n[03:28.82] Not knowing what comes in from afar (afar, afar!)\n[03:31.34] Sometimes this mansion can be brought to life\n[03:34.31] Run, find a lantern or a torch for light\n[03:37.89] Unkind are phantoms, ghouls, and poltergeists\n[03:40.77] Come nightfall, Casper wouldn't haunt a fly! (Fly!)\n[03:44.22] Let the spirit provide you some guidance\n[03:45.73] Lifting you up higher than the airline did!\n[03:47.33] Putting the jinx in hijinks!\n[03:48.61] Might be the bubbliest sprite since the lemon and lime drink!\n[03:50.60] Phased through the TV screen to the DVDs and books!\n[03:52.81] Are you even keeping up?\n[03:54.03] The deceased they need me to speak for them!\n[03:55.97] I've been reaching each every medium!\n[03:57.35] Opti-mist even when I died! The Cloud 9 year old which is why!\n[04:00.52] When my skin is hit with the light!\n[04:02.02] I outshine with these silver linings!\n[04:03.99] Don't spit with liquid or slime\n[04:05.40] Equipped with the sickly chill down your spine\n[04:07.01] The slick apparition kid on that grind\n[04:08.44] I'm printing millions, rich by design! (Woo!)\n[04:11.48] \n[04:16.47] (Aha!) Who you gonna call for the ghosts and ghouls?\n[04:19.26] Big green homie, don't you move!\n[04:20.69] I ain't even that mean, I want mostly food!\n[04:22.52] For real, don't approach me dude! (ya!)\n[04:23.98] Won't run with the crew, I'mma ghost these fools!\n[04:25.99] Not me with the most to lose! (why?!)\n[04:27.56] I be chilling in the cut like an open wound\n[04:29.13] No L's 'cause I broke the hoov!\n[04:30.84] You just took the slimy route, can't beat me and my grimey style\n[04:33.94] Bet they wanna find me now! Keep seeking, though I highly doubt!\n[04:37.07] That y'all can't stand my mighty shout!\n[04:38.86] It's gross, just peek at my account!\n[04:40.49] No tiny weakling, I'm a stout!\n[04:42.08] Not Drake but she can slime me out!\n[04:43.94] Stick to the count, I'm picking 'em out\n[04:45.66] Step to me, I'm sending 'em south\n[04:47.11] I said no L's, not in my mansion\n[04:48.97] Sending 'em in, I'm kicking 'em out!\n[04:50.59] Evacuate, don't enter the bout cause this right here not finna go down\n[04:53.71] You stuck and you can't guess what happened\n[04:55.48] End up slimed like Figure It Out!\n[04:57.00] By wild pools and trees a horseman did stand\n[05:00.15] The villagers would flee 'twas foretold they'd be damned!\n[05:03.64] A stare full of fire and a steed, black as coal (He arrives!)\n[05:07.05] He comes when it's dire and leaves with your soul! (Ahahahaha!)\n[05:11.17] Tall stories and spoke of in folklore\n[05:12.48] Haunting the roads where the lone walk\n[05:13.84] Amorphous form born from the shadow of the oak\n[05:15.58] Caught in the glow of a torch and a man's own thoughts\n[05:17.38] Those branches warp to the phantom before you\n[05:19.19] Run to your gaff or be caught 'fore the dawn's due\n[05:20.83] Nasty and fraught with a ghastly allure\n[05:22.23] They abhorred them thunderous claps of it stamping its four shoes!\n[05:24.58] Under attack, I've been stalking the banks and the moors\n[05:26.56] Some say that he handle a sword\n[05:27.72] Others claim that he capture and drag ya\n[05:28.87] By chains to the Abaddon shores! Not famine or war!\n[05:31.03] I'm anarchy, ravaging, balance and order stallion warrior!\n[05:33.56] Black Crom Anthony Hopkins, lambs for the slaughter\n[05:35.61] Pray I don't stop in my tracks and call ya!\n[05:40.17] 苦し, 苦し,永遠の 苦しみ\n[05:53.43] Head into my tale in the void\n[05:54.87] Tossed in a well like they flipped a coin\n[05:56.76] Splatter scene with my whispered voice\n[05:58.21] Got a static screen and I bring the noise\n[06:00.10] Put my tape in, I'mma shake the booth\n[06:01.63] Crawl up every stone when I pay my dues\n[06:03.33] You can't channel how I'm breaking through\n[06:04.77] Then I'm breaking you, then it's breaking news!\n[06:06.42] I'm not for the weak heart, never leave, never depart\n[06:08.83] Never let you live in peace 'cause I mean harm!\n[06:10.34] Make you suffer like I did and then restart\n[06:11.64] Turning your VCR into VR!\n[06:13.49] Crank the pace like a music box\n[06:14.89] Take a step away and you lose the plot\n[06:16.60] Glide to the light rays in my pupil's maw\n[06:18.26] Give you seven days like a luna moth!\n[06:20.17] The spirit of vengeance is more than an apparition\n[06:23.44] This immortal torture will leave your corpse in a bad condition!\n[06:26.65] Talking trash? 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(I'm going ghost!)\n  start_ms: 87050\n  end_ms: 88340\n- text: I got Fenton-all up in my veins for real\n  start_ms: 88340\n  end_ms: 90250\n- text: But no, I ain't comatose (no, sir!)\n  start_ms: 90250\n  end_ms: 91640\n- text: And I been a menace since the second grade\n  start_ms: 91640\n  end_ms: 93040\n- text: Ask Sam, how I move with the Mansons\n  start_ms: 93040\n  end_ms: 94680\n- text: Got my shot and I ain't gonna chance it (uh-huh)\n  start_ms: 94680\n  end_ms: 96250\n- text: Ectoplasm, my fists, I enhance 'em (uh-huh)\n  start_ms: 96250\n  end_ms: 97810\n- text: Putting in work for the people of Amity\n  start_ms: 97810\n  end_ms: 99580\n- text: Lotta phantoms tryna cause a calamity\n  start_ms: 99580\n  end_ms: 101130\n- text: When I started, ain't nobody a fan of me (yuh!)\n  start_ms: 101130\n  end_ms: 102930\n- text: Crazy parents had me question my sanity (uh-huh)\n  start_ms: 102930\n  end_ms: 104250\n- text: Skulkers stalking, steady tryna banish me (damn)\n  start_ms: 104250\n  end_ms: 106060\n- text: Masters wanting me to bask in his vanity (damn)\n  start_ms: 106060\n  end_ms: 107880\n- text: Never sorry, when I shatter his fantasy (uh-huh)\n  start_ms: 107880\n  end_ms: 109400\n- text: Holding it down for the sake of humanity (yes, sir!)\n  start_ms: 109400\n  end_ms: 111080\n- text: They see the green of my eyes and they run away\n  start_ms: 111080\n  end_ms: 112630\n- text: No, I ain't come to play\n  start_ms: 112630\n  end_ms: 113530\n- text: He causing problems, then we gonna run the fade\n  start_ms: 113530\n  end_ms: 115290\n- text: Wonder how many of y'all gettin' done today\n  start_ms: 115290\n  end_ms: 116880\n- text: Exorcise 'em, I could do it a hunnit ways\n  start_ms: 116880\n  end_ms: 118510\n- text: Rolling with Tucker, he keeping the tech\n  start_ms: 118510\n  end_ms: 119810\n- text: Fam roll in a tank, shit look like a mech\n  start_ms: 119810\n  end_ms: 121760\n- text: End of the day, we don't play 'bout the set\n  start_ms: 121760\n  end_ms: 123130\n- text: They can't step to my people, we coming correct!\n  start_ms: 123130\n  end_ms: 125760\n- text: You scurvy scallywags, man the starboard bow!\n  start_ms: 125760\n  end_ms: 129020\n- text: We have fish to scare and souls to steal! (Hahaha!)\n  start_ms: 129020\n  end_ms: 131760\n- text: Oh, is he forreal? We won't fight but let's make a deal!\n  start_ms: 131760\n  end_ms: 134560\n- text: Your motives I clocked them, no, I don't do no rigamarole\n  start_ms: 134560\n  end_ms: 137080\n- text: Open the locker, throw in his soul!\n  start_ms: 137080\n  end_ms: 138680\n- text: No boy, I don't care about pleas!\n  start_ms: 138680\n  end_ms: 140470\n- text: Stop all that begging and get off yo knees!\n  start_ms: 140470\n  end_ms: 142080\n- text: What do I need? Look at my drip, wrist, ship, everything green!\n  start_ms: 142080\n  end_ms: 145360\n- text: Looking \"abyss\", thinkin' the darkest depths in the sea, that be me!\n  start_ms: 145360\n  end_ms: 148530\n- text: Haha! There's only one captain on this here ship, splash!\n  start_ms: 148530\n  end_ms: 151120\n- text: Come take a dip, it's lit! See you was right to be wary\n  start_ms: 151120\n  end_ms: 153550\n- text: Grin on my face, gon' creep when I scare 'em\n  start_ms: 153550\n  end_ms: 155140\n- text: Hooks like tagline hittem with catchphrase\n  start_ms: 155140\n  end_ms: 157080\n- text: Sike, we taking his soul just glaring!\n  start_ms: 157080\n  end_ms: 158560\n- text: Scream! Who gon' terrorize the sea? Me!\n  start_ms: 158560\n  end_ms: 160700\n- text: Who pulled up all green? Me!\n  start_ms: 160700\n  end_ms: 162220\n- text: Zaza smelling just like my gym locker, blunt-like feet!\n  start_ms: 162220\n  end_ms: 165290\n- text: They know me! All-green demon from the dark blue deep!\n  start_ms: 165290\n  end_ms: 167640\n- text: Ain't to nobody's surprise\n  start_ms: 167640\n  end_ms: 168790\n- text: When you meet your demise, you see me!\n  start_ms: 168790\n  end_ms: 171450\n- text: Don't you want to say hello? You've gotta! (Hi!)\n  start_ms: 171450\n  end_ms: 173330\n- text: There's no escape now, tomato with some vodka\n  start_ms: 173330\n  end_ms: 176080\n- text: How I'm red and hard to take down (Ahahaha!)\n  start_ms: 176080\n  end_ms: 177970\n- text: Took illnesses to end me many cysts, have you tried one?\n  start_ms: 177970\n  end_ms: 181260\n- text: Be bleeding after asking for me, what a way to die young!\n  start_ms: 181260\n  end_ms: 184560\n- text: My story's awful, queen for five and causing strife to them lot!\n  start_ms: 184560\n  end_ms: 187860\n- text: Aragon-t, bored, So I burned some people, and what?\n  start_ms: 187860\n  end_ms: 191250\n- text: Hear them screaming, crying as the flames of hell defile (yuh!)\n  start_ms: 191250\n  end_ms: 194560\n- text: No monarch's ever happy, to disturb me's suicidal\n  start_ms: 194560\n  end_ms: 197720\n- text: Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary, BOO!!!\n  start_ms: 197720\n  end_ms: 199700\n- text: Scratch out your eyes, take the one, then the two!\n  start_ms: 199700\n  end_ms: 201130\n- text: Got claws on your body, reflections ain't you\n  start_ms: 201130\n  end_ms: 202650\n- text: Now stay trapped in a mirror land once I've stepped through!\n  start_ms: 202650\n  end_ms: 204340\n- text: Light a fucking candle in the dark!\n  start_ms: 204340\n  end_ms: 205680\n- text: Lose your way when the shadows dance!\n  start_ms: 205680\n  end_ms: 207240\n- text: Chance it and chant my name!\n  start_ms: 207240\n  end_ms: 208820\n- text: Not knowing what comes in from afar (afar, afar!)\n  start_ms: 208820\n  end_ms: 211340\n- text: Sometimes this mansion can be brought to life\n  start_ms: 211340\n  end_ms: 214310\n- text: Run, find a lantern or a torch for light\n  start_ms: 214310\n  end_ms: 217890\n- text: Unkind are phantoms, ghouls, and poltergeists\n  start_ms: 217890\n  end_ms: 220770\n- text: Come nightfall, Casper wouldn't haunt a fly! (Fly!)\n  start_ms: 220770\n  end_ms: 224220\n- text: Let the spirit provide you some guidance\n  start_ms: 224220\n  end_ms: 225730\n- text: Lifting you up higher than the airline did!\n  start_ms: 225730\n  end_ms: 227330\n- text: Putting the jinx in hijinks!\n  start_ms: 227330\n  end_ms: 228610\n- text: Might be the bubbliest sprite since the lemon and lime drink!\n  start_ms: 228610\n  end_ms: 230600\n- text: Phased through the TV screen to the DVDs and books!\n  start_ms: 230600\n  end_ms: 232810\n- text: Are you even keeping up?\n  start_ms: 232810\n  end_ms: 234030\n- text: The deceased they need me to speak for them!\n  start_ms: 234030\n  end_ms: 235970\n- text: I've been reaching each every medium!\n  start_ms: 235970\n  end_ms: 237350\n- text: Opti-mist even when I died! The Cloud 9 year old which is why!\n  start_ms: 237350\n  end_ms: 240520\n- text: When my skin is hit with the light!\n  start_ms: 240520\n  end_ms: 242020\n- text: I outshine with these silver linings!\n  start_ms: 242020\n  end_ms: 243990\n- text: Don't spit with liquid or slime\n  start_ms: 243990\n  end_ms: 245400\n- text: Equipped with the sickly chill down your spine\n  start_ms: 245400\n  end_ms: 247010\n- text: The slick apparition kid on that grind\n  start_ms: 247010\n  end_ms: 248440\n- text: I'm printing millions, rich by design! (Woo!)\n  start_ms: 248440\n  end_ms: 251480\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 251480\n  end_ms: 256470\n- text: (Aha!) Who you gonna call for the ghosts and ghouls?\n  start_ms: 256470\n  end_ms: 259260\n- text: Big green homie, don't you move!\n  start_ms: 259260\n  end_ms: 260690\n- text: I ain't even that mean, I want mostly food!\n  start_ms: 260690\n  end_ms: 262520\n- text: For real, don't approach me dude! (ya!)\n  start_ms: 262520\n  end_ms: 263980\n- text: Won't run with the crew, I'mma ghost these fools!\n  start_ms: 263980\n  end_ms: 265990\n- text: Not me with the most to lose! (why?!)\n  start_ms: 265990\n  end_ms: 267560\n- text: I be chilling in the cut like an open wound\n  start_ms: 267560\n  end_ms: 269130\n- text: No L's 'cause I broke the hoov!\n  start_ms: 269130\n  end_ms: 270840\n- text: You just took the slimy route, can't beat me and my grimey style\n  start_ms: 270840\n  end_ms: 273940\n- text: Bet they wanna find me now! Keep seeking, though I highly doubt!\n  start_ms: 273940\n  end_ms: 277070\n- text: That y'all can't stand my mighty shout!\n  start_ms: 277070\n  end_ms: 278860\n- text: It's gross, just peek at my account!\n  start_ms: 278860\n  end_ms: 280490\n- text: No tiny weakling, I'm a stout!\n  start_ms: 280490\n  end_ms: 282080\n- text: Not Drake but she can slime me out!\n  start_ms: 282080\n  end_ms: 283940\n- text: Stick to the count, I'm picking 'em out\n  start_ms: 283940\n  end_ms: 285660\n- text: Step to me, I'm sending 'em south\n  start_ms: 285660\n  end_ms: 287110\n- text: I said no L's, not in my mansion\n  start_ms: 287110\n  end_ms: 288970\n- text: Sending 'em in, I'm kicking 'em out!\n  start_ms: 288970\n  end_ms: 290590\n- text: Evacuate, don't enter the bout cause this right here not finna go down\n  start_ms: 290590\n  end_ms: 293710\n- text: You stuck and you can't guess what happened\n  start_ms: 293710\n  end_ms: 295480\n- text: End up slimed like Figure It Out!\n  start_ms: 295480\n  end_ms: 297000\n- text: By wild pools and trees a horseman did stand\n  start_ms: 297000\n  end_ms: 300150\n- text: The villagers would flee 'twas foretold they'd be damned!\n  start_ms: 300150\n  end_ms: 303640\n- text: A stare full of fire and a steed, black as coal (He arrives!)\n  start_ms: 303640\n  end_ms: 307050\n- text: He comes when it's dire and leaves with your soul! (Ahahahaha!)\n  start_ms: 307050\n  end_ms: 311170\n- text: Tall stories and spoke of in folklore\n  start_ms: 311170\n  end_ms: 312480\n- text: Haunting the roads where the lone walk\n  start_ms: 312480\n  end_ms: 313840\n- text: Amorphous form born from the shadow of the oak\n  start_ms: 313840\n  end_ms: 315580\n- text: Caught in the glow of a torch and a man's own thoughts\n  start_ms: 315580\n  end_ms: 317380\n- text: Those branches warp to the phantom before you\n  start_ms: 317380\n  end_ms: 319190\n- text: Run to your gaff or be caught 'fore the dawn's due\n  start_ms: 319190\n  end_ms: 320830\n- text: Nasty and fraught with a ghastly allure\n  start_ms: 320830\n  end_ms: 322230\n- text: They abhorred them thunderous claps of it stamping its four shoes!\n  start_ms: 322230\n  end_ms: 324580\n- text: Under attack, I've been stalking the banks and the moors\n  start_ms: 324580\n  end_ms: 326560\n- text: Some say that he handle a sword\n  start_ms: 326560\n  end_ms: 327720\n- text: Others claim that he capture and drag ya\n  start_ms: 327720\n  end_ms: 328870\n- text: By chains to the Abaddon shores! Not famine or war!\n  start_ms: 328870\n  end_ms: 331030\n- text: I'm anarchy, ravaging, balance and order stallion warrior!\n  start_ms: 331030\n  end_ms: 333560\n- text: Black Crom Anthony Hopkins, lambs for the slaughter\n  start_ms: 333560\n  end_ms: 335610\n- text: Pray I don't stop in my tracks and call ya!\n  start_ms: 335610\n  end_ms: 340170\n- text: 苦し, 苦し,永遠の 苦しみ\n  start_ms: 340170\n  end_ms: 353430\n- text: Head into my tale in the void\n  start_ms: 353430\n  end_ms: 354870\n- text: Tossed in a well like they flipped a coin\n  start_ms: 354870\n  end_ms: 356760\n- text: Splatter scene with my whispered voice\n  start_ms: 356760\n  end_ms: 358210\n- text: Got a static screen and I bring the noise\n  start_ms: 358210\n  end_ms: 360100\n- text: Put my tape in, I'mma shake the booth\n  start_ms: 360100\n  end_ms: 361630\n- text: Crawl up every stone when I pay my dues\n  start_ms: 361630\n  end_ms: 363330\n- text: You can't channel how I'm breaking through\n  start_ms: 363330\n  end_ms: 364770\n- text: Then I'm breaking you, then it's breaking news!\n  start_ms: 364770\n  end_ms: 366420\n- text: I'm not for the weak heart, never leave, never depart\n  start_ms: 366420\n  end_ms: 368830\n- text: Never let you live in peace 'cause I mean harm!\n  start_ms: 368830\n  end_ms: 370340\n- text: Make you suffer like I did and then restart\n  start_ms: 370340\n  end_ms: 371640\n- text: Turning your VCR into VR!\n  start_ms: 371640\n  end_ms: 373490\n- text: Crank the pace like a music box\n  start_ms: 373490\n  end_ms: 374890\n- text: Take a step away and you lose the plot\n  start_ms: 374890\n  end_ms: 376600\n- text: Glide to the light rays in my pupil's maw\n  start_ms: 376600\n  end_ms: 378260\n- text: Give you seven days like a luna moth!\n  start_ms: 378260\n  end_ms: 380170\n- text: The spirit of vengeance is more than an apparition\n  start_ms: 380170\n  end_ms: 383440\n- text: This immortal torture will leave your corpse in a bad condition!\n  start_ms: 383440\n  end_ms: 386650\n- text: Talking trash? You get charred to ashes from a Penance Stare\n  start_ms: 386650\n  end_ms: 389850\n- text: Feel the flames from the wheel of fire\n  start_ms: 389850\n  end_ms: 391220\n- text: Do a burnout on your soul then and there!\n  start_ms: 391220\n  end_ms: 393180\n- text: When a villain hear me coming\n  start_ms: 393180\n  end_ms: 394480\n- text: I can hear 'em st-st-st-stuttering\n  start_ms: 394480\n  end_ms: 395800\n- text: Motorcycle's gonna r-r-r-rev up!\n  start_ms: 395800\n  end_ms: 397540\n- text: All of you evil people, yeah, I'm f-f-f-fed up!\n  start_ms: 397540\n  end_ms: 400100\n- text: Chain swinging, y-y-you're gonna d-d-d-die!\n  start_ms: 400100\n  end_ms: 402280\n- text: Hold up, let him c-c-c-cook!\n  start_ms: 402280\n  end_ms: 403960\n- text: In the kitchen of hellfire, go ahead, l-l-look in my eyes!\n  start_ms: 403960\n  end_ms: 406970\n- text: Bring the harlett to the party chains\n  start_ms: 406970\n  end_ms: 408280\n- text: Hang around my body like a bandolier!\n  start_ms: 408280\n  end_ms: 410130\n- text: Leave ya body danglin' from the ceiling of the\n  start_ms: 410130\n  end_ms: 411800\n- text: House lobby like a chandelier!\n  start_ms: 411800\n  end_ms: 413230\n- text: You ain't gotta believe in ghosts but let me just make one thing clear\n  start_ms: 413230\n  end_ms: 416500\n- text: If you see me standing in front of you and I point in your direction\n  start_ms: 416500\n  end_ms: 418230\n- text: Then you will know that the end is here!\n  start_ms: 418230\n  end_ms: 420120\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 420120\n  end_ms: 426730\n- text: Saved the best for last, hit 'em up fast to match the stats\n  start_ms: 426730\n  end_ms: 429450\n- text: Tradin' up, this what happens when the rappin' evolves that gas, facts\n  start_ms: 429450\n  end_ms: 432740\n- text: Hauntin' 'em from the original game!\n  start_ms: 432740\n  end_ms: 434610\n- text: Levitate on the ethereal plane\n  start_ms: 434610\n  end_ms: 436260\n- text: Cursin' you out with the steel to my brain\n  start_ms: 436260\n  end_ms: 437880\n- text: If I fall then your energy's drained, huh!\n  start_ms: 437880\n  end_ms: 439560\n- text: Shadow is sneakin' and stakin' the claim\n  start_ms: 439560\n  end_ms: 441300\n- text: Breakin' the sane when I'm sprayin' the ray\n  start_ms: 441300\n  end_ms: 442780\n- text: The Gigantamax terror erasin' the day\n  start_ms: 442780\n  end_ms: 444450\n- text: In the night, you'll fall under my shade, yuh!\n  start_ms: 444450\n  end_ms: 446090\n- text: Opening the void and every enemy get dragged down\n  start_ms: 446090\n  end_ms: 447840\n- text: Everybody runnin' but the shadow playin' tag now\n  start_ms: 447840\n  end_ms: 449420\n- text: Hit 'em with the physical, the poison leave you jabbed out\n  start_ms: 449420\n  end_ms: 451230\n- text: Song'll make you perish but nobody hear the mad sounds\n  start_ms: 451230\n  end_ms: 452980\n- text: Nasty with a baddie like a villain with a plot\n  start_ms: 452980\n  end_ms: 454480\n- text: Turn 'em all to sludge when I'mma spill 'em with the bomb\n  start_ms: 454480\n  end_ms: 456050\n- text: Death, it be ya destiny, you'll never kill the bond\n  start_ms: 456050\n  end_ms: 457770\n- text: If you steppin' to the Lavender, you'll have your mother gone\n  start_ms: 457770\n  end_ms: 459650\n- text: I'mma be transparent 'cause I been hard!\n  start_ms: 459650\n  end_ms: 461940\n- text: All you people meant harm! I can see through them scars!\n  start_ms: 461940\n  end_ms: 465100\n- text: It is the will of wisps to kill this shit, I leave you men charred!\n  start_ms: 465100\n  end_ms: 468870\n- text: From the stage down to the grave! Name's the same, Gengar!\n  start_ms: 468870\n  end_ms: 472610\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 472610\nplain: |-\n  You've got a ticket to vacation but you'd like another room\n  For on the ceiling is a spectre and it's writing out your doom\n  Give the staff a little ring about the phantom if you choose\n  You'll need some tape for ghostly shipping\n  Once you've wrangled all that ooze!\n  Ghostly riders might be headless or they may have skulls of flame!\n  But they are never very friendly, when repetitively named!\n  Check each pocket for a monster!\n  But be wary when you do! For I'm a ghost too\n  Now, I'mma haunt the fuck out of you!\n\n  Do you feel the shiver through your spirit? I can almost catch you\n  No crucifix will make a crucial difference, you can't trap Boo's!\n  You wanna see the rooms I live in? I'll make you my statue\n  Still don't believe in superstitions? You live in a vacuum!\n  You see me lifting up your desk lamp?\n  I'm the creepy menace with the best laugh\n  And I lead the mansions where no guests crash\n  No sleep, I travel without jet lag\n  And Luigi's begging me to step back\n  But I keep my enemies in death traps\n  I'm in deeper levels you can't trespass\n  There's no secret exit, I'm the red flag!\n  Drop off in my swamp getting lost in a beat\n  Conjure the piece causing a scene, I'll be flaunting my teeth\n  When I'm crossing a thief calling a priest\n  Ain't gonna solve all the plots that I scheme\n  Talk to your prof and then leave, any doorknob\n  Could've opened your coffin, so knock 'fore you walk in my office\n  Rocks on my top got more drip\n  Than me haunting the tip of the faucet (Let's Go!)\n  Lead the paranormal paratroopas: day one\n  I'm the stage that you will lose your game on\n  Shining in the darkest moon, I hate dawn\n  Sent a curse to where these hoovers came from\n  Where is your backbone?\n  I keep my skeletons out of my closet, I snap foes\n  You couldn't pick me apart, better pull up your power-up plants\n  And I'll put you in paintings like Van Ghost!\n\n  If you tryna fuck with my friends or my family\n  You know that I'm going ghost! (I'm going ghost!)\n  I got Fenton-all up in my veins for real\n  But no, I ain't comatose (no, sir!)\n  And I been a menace since the second grade\n  Ask Sam, how I move with the Mansons\n  Got my shot and I ain't gonna chance it (uh-huh)\n  Ectoplasm, my fists, I enhance 'em (uh-huh)\n  Putting in work for the people of Amity\n  Lotta phantoms tryna cause a calamity\n  When I started, ain't nobody a fan of me (yuh!)\n  Crazy parents had me question my sanity (uh-huh)\n  Skulkers stalking, steady tryna banish me (damn)\n  Masters wanting me to bask in his vanity (damn)\n  Never sorry, when I shatter his fantasy (uh-huh)\n  Holding it down for the sake of humanity (yes, sir!)\n  They see the green of my eyes and they run away\n  No, I ain't come to play\n  He causing problems, then we gonna run the fade\n  Wonder how many of y'all gettin' done today\n  Exorcise 'em, I could do it a hunnit ways\n  Rolling with Tucker, he keeping the tech\n  Fam roll in a tank, shit look like a mech\n  End of the day, we don't play 'bout the set\n  They can't step to my people, we coming correct!\n\n  You scurvy scallywags, man the starboard bow!\n  We have fish to scare and souls to steal! (Hahaha!)\n  Oh, is he forreal? We won't fight but let's make a deal!\n  Your motives I clocked them, no, I don't do no rigamarole\n  Open the locker, throw in his soul!\n  No boy, I don't care about pleas!\n  Stop all that begging and get off yo knees!\n  What do I need? Look at my drip, wrist, ship, everything green!\n  Looking \"abyss\", thinkin' the darkest depths in the sea, that be me!\n  Haha! There's only one captain on this here ship, splash!\n  Come take a dip, it's lit! See you was right to be wary\n  Grin on my face, gon' creep when I scare 'em\n  Hooks like tagline hittem with catchphrase\n  Sike, we taking his soul just glaring!\n  Scream! Who gon' terrorize the sea? Me!\n  Who pulled up all green? Me!\n  Zaza smelling just like my gym locker, blunt-like feet!\n  They know me! All-green demon from the dark blue deep!\n  Ain't to nobody's surprise\n  When you meet your demise, you see me!\n\n  Don't you want to say hello? You've gotta! (Hi!)\n  There's no escape now, tomato with some vodka\n  How I'm red and hard to take down (Ahahaha!)\n  Took illnesses to end me many cysts, have you tried one?\n  Be bleeding after asking for me, what a way to die young!\n  My story's awful, queen for five and causing strife to them lot!\n  Aragon-t, bored, So I burned some people, and what?\n  Hear them screaming, crying as the flames of hell defile (yuh!)\n  No monarch's ever happy, to disturb me's suicidal\n  Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary, BOO!!!\n  Scratch out your eyes, take the one, then the two!\n  Got claws on your body, reflections ain't you\n  Now stay trapped in a mirror land once I've stepped through!\n  Light a fucking candle in the dark!\n  Lose your way when the shadows dance!\n  Chance it and chant my name!\n  Not knowing what comes in from afar (afar, afar!)\n\n  Sometimes this mansion can be brought to life\n  Run, find a lantern or a torch for light\n  Unkind are phantoms, ghouls, and poltergeists\n  Come nightfall, Casper wouldn't haunt a fly! (Fly!)\n  Let the spirit provide you some guidance\n  Lifting you up higher than the airline did!\n  Putting the jinx in hijinks!\n  Might be the bubbliest sprite since the lemon and lime drink!\n  Phased through the TV screen to the DVDs and books!\n  Are you even keeping up?\n  The deceased they need me to speak for them!\n  I've been reaching each every medium!\n  Opti-mist even when I died! The Cloud 9 year old which is why!\n  When my skin is hit with the light!\n  I outshine with these silver linings!\n  Don't spit with liquid or slime\n  Equipped with the sickly chill down your spine\n  The slick apparition kid on that grind\n  I'm printing millions, rich by design! (Woo!)\n\n  (Aha!) Who you gonna call for the ghosts and ghouls?\n  Big green homie, don't you move!\n  I ain't even that mean, I want mostly food!\n  For real, don't approach me dude! (ya!)\n  Won't run with the crew, I'mma ghost these fools!\n  Not me with the most to lose! (why?!)\n  I be chilling in the cut like an open wound\n  No L's 'cause I broke the hoov!\n  You just took the slimy route, can't beat me and my grimey style\n  Bet they wanna find me now! Keep seeking, though I highly doubt!\n  That y'all can't stand my mighty shout!\n  It's gross, just peek at my account!\n  No tiny weakling, I'm a stout!\n  Not Drake but she can slime me out!\n  Stick to the count, I'm picking 'em out\n  Step to me, I'm sending 'em south\n  I said no L's, not in my mansion\n  Sending 'em in, I'm kicking 'em out!\n  Evacuate, don't enter the bout cause this right here not finna go down\n  You stuck and you can't guess what happened\n  End up slimed like Figure It Out!\n\n  By wild pools and trees a horseman did stand\n  The villagers would flee 'twas foretold they'd be damned!\n  A stare full of fire and a steed, black as coal (He arrives!)\n  He comes when it's dire and leaves with your soul! (Ahahahaha!)\n  Tall stories and spoke of in folklore\n  Haunting the roads where the lone walk\n  Amorphous form born from the shadow of the oak\n  Caught in the glow of a torch and a man's own thoughts\n  Those branches warp to the phantom before you\n  Run to your gaff or be caught 'fore the dawn's due\n  Nasty and fraught with a ghastly allure\n  They abhorred them thunderous claps of it stamping its four shoes!\n  Under attack, I've been stalking the banks and the moors\n  Some say that he handle a sword\n  Others claim that he capture and drag ya\n  By chains to the Abaddon shores! Not famine or war!\n  I'm anarchy, ravaging, balance and order stallion warrior!\n  Black Crom Anthony Hopkins, lambs for the slaughter\n  Pray I don't stop in my tracks and call ya!\n\n  苦し, 苦し,永遠の 苦しみ\n  Head into my tale in the void\n  Tossed in a well like they flipped a coin\n  Splatter scene with my whispered voice\n  Got a static screen and I bring the noise\n  Put my tape in, I'mma shake the booth\n  Crawl up every stone when I pay my dues\n  You can't channel how I'm breaking through\n  Then I'm breaking you, then it's breaking news!\n  I'm not for the weak heart, never leave, never depart\n  Never let you live in peace 'cause I mean harm!\n  Make you suffer like I did and then restart\n  Turning your VCR into VR!\n  Crank the pace like a music box\n  Take a step away and you lose the plot\n  Glide to the light rays in my pupil's maw\n  Give you seven days like a luna moth!\n\n  The spirit of vengeance is more than an apparition\n  This immortal torture will leave your corpse in a bad condition!\n  Talking trash? You get charred to ashes from a Penance Stare\n  Feel the flames from the wheel of fire\n  Do a burnout on your soul then and there!\n  When a villain hear me coming\n  I can hear 'em st-st-st-stuttering\n  Motorcycle's gonna r-r-r-rev up!\n  All of you evil people, yeah, I'm f-f-f-fed up!\n  Chain swinging, y-y-you're gonna d-d-d-die!\n  Hold up, let him c-c-c-cook!\n  In the kitchen of hellfire, go ahead, l-l-look in my eyes!\n  Bring the harlett to the party chains\n  Hang around my body like a bandolier!\n  Leave ya body danglin' from the ceiling of the\n  House lobby like a chandelier!\n  You ain't gotta believe in ghosts but let me just make one thing clear\n  If you see me standing in front of you and I point in your direction\n  Then you will know that the end is here!\n\n  Saved the best for last, hit 'em up fast to match the stats\n  Tradin' up, this what happens when the rappin' evolves that gas, facts\n  Hauntin' 'em from the original game!\n  Levitate on the ethereal plane\n  Cursin' you out with the steel to my brain\n  If I fall then your energy's drained, huh!\n  Shadow is sneakin' and stakin' the claim\n  Breakin' the sane when I'm sprayin' the ray\n  The Gigantamax terror erasin' the day\n  In the night, you'll fall under my shade, yuh!\n  Opening the void and every enemy get dragged down\n  Everybody runnin' but the shadow playin' tag now\n  Hit 'em with the physical, the poison leave you jabbed out\n  Song'll make you perish but nobody hear the mad sounds\n  Nasty with a baddie like a villain with a plot\n  Turn 'em all to sludge when I'mma spill 'em with the bomb\n  Death, it be ya destiny, you'll never kill the bond\n  If you steppin' to the Lavender, you'll have your mother gone\n  I'mma be transparent 'cause I been hard!\n  All you people meant harm! I can see through them scars!\n  It is the will of wisps to kill this shit, I leave you men charred!\n  From the stage down to the grave! Name's the same, Gengar!\n"}]