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Jaxon Vibe - Ghost Dad's Lectures Lyrics



Jaxon Vibe - Ghost Dad's Lectures Lyrics




[Intro]
Professor's son, but I ain't living in your shadow
Got your lectures playing while I'm rolling up tobacco
Your voice distorted, like the truth you tried to feed me
Academic bloodline but this shit ain't gonna keep me

[Verse 1]
Sampling daddy's wisdom through these busted-up speakers
While he calls my art "performative," f*ck your features
Got your PhD hanging on the wall like a noose
But your sociology can't explain my truth
Every theory that you preached just made me laugh
While you analyzed society, I chose a different path
"Son, you're wasting potential" - that's what you said
But these rhymes in my head worth more than what I read

[Chorus]
Inherited trauma in my DNA
But I'm remixing it in my own f*cking way
Your voice keeps skipping like a broken record
But I'm the glitch in your system, that's what you never reckoned
(That's what you never reckoned)

[Verse 2]
Got your old recordings, twist 'em till they scream
Turn your dissertations into rapper's f*cking dreams
Every lecture bout conformity just feeds my fire
While you're theorizing life, I'm living it much higher
Remember when you caught me writing verses in class?
Called it "teenage rebellion that was bound to pass"
Now I'm making art that makes the speakers bleed
While you're still stuck in that ivory tower's creed

[Bridge]
Static interference with your paradigms
Convert your footnotes into streetwise rhymes
Your voice keeps cutting through my consciousness
But I'm chopping it up, making it meaningless

[Verse 3]
Each skip and scratch is middle fingers to the past
Your academic legacy wasn't built to last
In my veins flows books and scholarly shit
But I'm spitting flames that your peers won't admit
Sorry daddy, but your son's gone rogue
Trading citations for this hip-hop flow
Your voice still haunts me through these samples
But I'm building something your theories can't handle

[Outro]
Professor's son but I chose a different education
Street knowledge mixed with your indoctrination
The record spins, but I control the needle now
Making art that makes your lectures bow down
(Making art that makes your lectures bow down)
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[Intro]
Professor's son, but I ain't living in your shadow
Got your lectures playing while I'm rolling up tobacco
Your voice distorted, like the truth you tried to feed me
Academic bloodline but this shit ain't gonna keep me

[Verse 1]
Sampling daddy's wisdom through these busted-up speakers
While he calls my art "performative," f*ck your features
Got your PhD hanging on the wall like a noose
But your sociology can't explain my truth
Every theory that you preached just made me laugh
While you analyzed society, I chose a different path
"Son, you're wasting potential" - that's what you said
But these rhymes in my head worth more than what I read

[Chorus]
Inherited trauma in my DNA
But I'm remixing it in my own f*cking way
Your voice keeps skipping like a broken record
But I'm the glitch in your system, that's what you never reckoned
(That's what you never reckoned)

[Verse 2]
Got your old recordings, twist 'em till they scream
Turn your dissertations into rapper's f*cking dreams
Every lecture bout conformity just feeds my fire
While you're theorizing life, I'm living it much higher
Remember when you caught me writing verses in class?
Called it "teenage rebellion that was bound to pass"
Now I'm making art that makes the speakers bleed
While you're still stuck in that ivory tower's creed

[Bridge]
Static interference with your paradigms
Convert your footnotes into streetwise rhymes
Your voice keeps cutting through my consciousness
But I'm chopping it up, making it meaningless

[Verse 3]
Each skip and scratch is middle fingers to the past
Your academic legacy wasn't built to last
In my veins flows books and scholarly shit
But I'm spitting flames that your peers won't admit
Sorry daddy, but your son's gone rogue
Trading citations for this hip-hop flow
Your voice still haunts me through these samples
But I'm building something your theories can't handle

[Outro]
Professor's son but I chose a different education
Street knowledge mixed with your indoctrination
The record spins, but I control the needle now
Making art that makes your lectures bow down
(Making art that makes your lectures bow down)
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Writer: Ivan J.
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Performed By: Jaxon Vibe
Language: English
Written by: Ivan J.
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