I Don’t Really Need Those (Ghosts) lyrics

[Phone Ringing]
Ugh, Jesus f*cking Christ, pick up the phone. Pick up the phone
[Answering Machine] [BEEP] Hey you've reached ? I'm not here right now, just leave me a message. I'll call you back. [BEEP]


[First Voicemail]
Girl you won't pick up the f*cking phone, b*tch
I've been trying to call you all f*cking day!
You know that thing in your room that box with the f*cking
Chinese or Japanese lettering on it, I don't know what the f*ck?
Yeah I bumped into it while I was sweeping the floor
It f*cking broke open and this thing came out yo
I don't know what the f*ck it is, but it won't leave
It's breaking all the sh*t in the f*cking house, it doesn't speak English
You need to get your ass home and figure out how to
Get this thing out of our house
I can't believe you brought a f*cking demon into our house
b*tch, get home, NOW! [BEEP]

UGH, alright listen up, b*tch

[Verse 1: The Buttress]
I'm a typhoon, you're a sea crest
Caligula listening to seashells, Buttress make you wiggle, uh
I'm from hell, and I don't really need bells or whistles
Buttress walk through the thistles
I'm makeshift, stop fronting, you're nothing
Exit the Matrix, dual-layers-of-self b*tch
Go back to Malaysia, Asia, whatever, the malarial area
I ain't scared of ya', you're tame you dumb b*tch
'Cause I done zapped a hundred spooks found in the deepest nooks & crannies
Ghosts of grannies and young ones, Buttress the fun one
I come to prod with my rod of justice
And make fists with spirits because I don't really need those ghosts
I ain't afraid of no ghost, b*tch!
Haha, that was easy, haha

[Second Voicemail]
[BEEP] Uh, yeah, hey, sorry about the other voicemail, uh
It's all good now, uh, I'm just cleaning up, uh
I just had to talk to it, yeah, uh
Yo on the way home would you mind
Picking me up some maxi pads yo? Heavy flow? I just started. Alright, thanks I love you, bye. [BEEP]