taleofaghost
Kamiyada Lyrics


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202 all day, i parle, where my demons stay pupils black as night, white as day
What would Jesus say
Tears come down her face, as I sway, in my hearse I lay

This is the tale of a ghost, I have been dead since the day I came out of the womb
Slittin' the right hand couldn't sleep just like humans I thought as I sat in the dark of my room
Young adolescent the blessing his family thought that his mind he was being consumed
By all the thoughts and the statements bestowed onto him to persuade them in lettin' him loose
Could they be stopped? Walkin the streets seein' wanted civilians would constantly watch
Hiding his face in the masses that showed he was given transparent once he's hit the block
Nothing could save him but he didn't want to be saved, fully content with the shock
People were staring in awe as the shells started breakin' a smile rolled through with that Glock
Pow pow pow pow

Bodies were droppin around him but he kept a smile on his face
Smoke and the stench of the corpses polluted the air as civilians were runnin away
He didn't care, smiling through all the destruction the chaos he left in his way
Switch in the clip in the Smith and the Wesson he held was the only sirens that got break
Sirens broke out in the streets people started to flee and they ordered him down on the ground
He didn't listen continued to load ammunition and constantly lay niggas down
He was insane, a screw must be loose in his brain
Or simply just tired of the lames
All of the fakes, told em dont make no mistake, he the reason they should be afraid
Light up the block, gunned down by armies, the cops, and the bundles of shells that be dropped
They ain't get shot, since time had run out on the clock, just the menace who had to be stopped




Slowly approachin' the perp they thought they had murked, they subdued him with countless to watch
One single bullet would signal the death of a murderer's blood ran over the rocks

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Kamiyada's TaleOfAGhost recount the story of a young man who seems to have gone on a shooting spree. The opening lines of the song make reference to the singer's struggle with his inner demons. He questions what Jesus would say about his actions, suggesting that he may feel guilty about the path he has chosen. Later in the song, the singer's actions become more pronounced, as he turns to violence and destruction. Initially, he seems to act with indifference, smiling despite the chaos he creates. However, as the story progresses, he becomes more aggressive, shooting people who cross his path. Ultimately, he is stopped by the police and dies in a hail of bullets.


The lyrics of TaleOfAGhost paint a vivid picture of a young man's descent into madness. It is unclear what has caused him to act in this way, but there are hints that he may be struggling with mental health issues. The lyrics, while violent and disturbing, are carefully crafted to convey a sense of unease and discomfort. The rhyme scheme and use of imagery helps to build tension and suspense, leaving the listener uncertain about what will happen next.


Line by Line Meaning

202 all day, i parle, where my demons stay pupils black as night, white as day
I spend my time in dangerous places where my inner demons thrive, my eyes reflecting my internal conflict


What would Jesus say
I am aware of the societal expectations and judgements on my actions, but I do not care


Tears come down her face, as I sway, in my hearse I lay
I am reminiscing about a past relationship as I lay in my coffin, mourning the fact that my destructive behavior caused her pain


This is the tale of a ghost, I have been dead since the day I came out of the womb
I am a tormented soul, feeling dead and empty since the day I was born


Slittin' the right hand couldn't sleep just like humans I thought as I sat in the dark of my room
My self-destructive tendencies have made me feel like I am not human, but a monster stuck in the darkness


Young adolescent the blessing his family thought that his mind he was being consumed
My family thought I was blessed, but little did they know that my mind was deteriorating


By all the thoughts and the statements bestowed onto him to persuade them in lettin' him loose
I was influenced by the thoughts and statements of others, which contributed to my downfall


Could they be stopped? Walkin the streets seein' wanted civilians would constantly watch
I wondered if the people watching me were capable of stopping me, as I walked the streets


Hiding his face in the masses that showed he was given transparent once he's hit the block
I blended in with the crowd, but as soon as I took violent actions, I became noticeable and exposed


Nothing could save him but he didn't want to be saved, fully content with the shock
I was beyond redemption, and did not want to be saved, enjoying the adrenaline rush that came with violent actions


People were staring in awe as the shells started breakin' a smile rolled through with that Glock
I found pleasure in using my weapon, smiling as the sound of gunfire and the sight of shells filled the air


Bodies were droppin around him but he kept a smile on his face
I was unfazed by the violence around me, still enjoying the destruction I caused


Smoke and the stench of the corpses polluted the air as civilians were runnin away
The smell of death filled the air, scaring away the innocent civilians as I continued my rampage


Switch in the clip in the Smith and the Wesson he held was the only sirens that got break
The only sound that broke the silence was the clicking of the gun as I reloaded it


Sirens broke out in the streets people started to flee and they ordered him down on the ground
As the police arrived, people ran away in fear and the authorities ordered me to surrender


He didn't listen continued to load ammunition and constantly lay niggas down
I refused to listen and kept on shooting, adding more casualties to the body count


He was insane, a screw must be loose in his brain
My violent actions were a result of insanity and a mental break


Or simply just tired of the lames
I may have also been fed up with the monotony of everyday life and wanted to break free


All of the fakes, told em dont make no mistake, he the reason they should be afraid
I viewed myself as the reason for others' fear and wanted to instill terror in them


Light up the block, gunned down by armies, the cops, and the bundles of shells that be dropped
I continued to shoot and cause chaos, but soon found myself facing consequences as the authorities fought back


They ain't get shot, since time had run out on the clock, just the menace who had to be stopped
My time had run out and I was the one who had to be stopped, while the authorities managed to avoid getting shot


Slowly approachin' the perp they thought they had murked, they subdued him with countless to watch
The police eventually caught up to me and subdued me, allowing others to watch as justice was served


One single bullet would signal the death of a murderer's blood ran over the rocks
My violent and destructive behavior ultimately led to my downfall, as I was killed and left to bleed on the ground




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Ayden

Good song

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