Fam listen/I’m ambitious/I leave a man missin’/plant somethin’ tickin’ under his transmission
A brief respite for Ghost, making way for Kool G. and Nems. Both are loyal comrades ready to aid their companion in the fight to take back the streets, the eerie melodies offer a melancholy tone, but only serve as the calm before the storm. It barrels in quick and effortless like a slick assassin.