smell something

mc chris

name is ray

and my stance is predominantly pro ghost

the ones in story told at a marshmallow roast

been a ghostie all my life

grew up in a haunted house

half swiss

half russian

now i'm all about busting

used to own a book store that required a lot of dusting

the time to keep the pace

i bust ghosts

paranormal investigation

chance to grow all in all with no hesitation

the mast turbulence rock falls

even sponge migration

plus eruption

book staking

and i'm lacking information. been possessed

been blown

yes my pole still works

tell him my job might be hard

but it's got a lot of perks

we bust heads of the dead

intervene if they're mean

my collection is contained

light is green

trap is clean

ray stantz is the man with the wand in his hand

no spells

just hell

screamin' demon be damned

on the front line i got no time for frontin'

strictly business is my mission

listen

do you smell something?

i believe in mediums

table tippin'

homie

you'd be tripping

in front of this phenomenon is suddenly not enough

better batten down the hatches for some wrath of god type stuff. always got a cigarette hanging off the lip

always workin' on the ecto it's a defective piece of shit

always got my goggles to help me see ghosts better

before trappin' happened

my plan was just better!

lost my parents in a plane crash

a triangle over the bermuda

they left me a haunted house

which i sold

so therapeutic

needin' to grow up

even though

i'm kinda like a kid

it's infectious

need protection

just like a protection grid

getting high

i'm moving slime my memory is towards the antagonist

do damage with the now that the mayor is backing us

always glad to help and hug

but if you're spud

back off

i burn every ghost 'till they're burnt and black like sack cloth

do you smell something?

do you smell something?

do you smell something?

do you smell something?