GHOSTS – عفاريت Lyrics – Abyusif – أبيوسف

GHOSTS – عفاريت Lyrics Meaning

[اللازمة]
This part has a cold, rebellious vibe. He’s saying he and his crew don’t feel human, like they’re something wild and unnatural. What he’s dealing with isn’t real or pure—it’s a mix of things he doesn’t even want. He’s throwing shade at people who used to be hot and confident, but now they’re scared and insecure. All they care about is attention, and they’ve lost their spark. Even though he’s attractive and has charm, it’s the crazy ones who are afraid of him.

[المقطع الأول]
Here, he’s basically daring anyone to try and hide from him—he’ll expose them. He compares himself to a ghost or a monster, untouchable and cold. Even money doesn’t satisfy him. If others are struggling, that’s not his problem—he’s threatening their place. It’s no wonder they’re scared. He mocks them for acting tough and now backing down. He treats them like nothing, says he’ll step over them like stairs. Everything around them is falling apart—reputation, team, confidence. He talks about burning through people’s fake images like calories. Then he flexes his lifestyle, saying he’s above their level, living in suites more expensive than their whole lives. In the scene, they’re nothing but scratches—he’s classy yet powerful. Even if someone tries to shade him, he just walks away untouched. He’s slick, confident, and when he strikes someone’s career, they don’t bounce back. They talk a big game, but when it comes down to it, they vanish—like they were never really there.

[اللازمة]
Once again, he repeats the feeling of being inhuman, alien even. What’s around him isn’t real—it’s mixed-up energy he doesn’t need. He calls out those who used to be cool but now are scared and exposed. They’re obsessed with being seen, but they’ve sold out and lost their value. Despite being attractive and smooth, he still scares off even the wildest of people.

[المقطع الثاني]
In this part, he’s saying he doesn’t sing backward or fake anything—he’s straight-up and real with his people. He doesn’t leave money or rights on the table. He sees himself as Egypt’s true voice, not some experimental artist. He’ll go after anyone if he’s protected by faith. He doesn’t see these rivals as enemies—they’re more like weak products of his world. You can’t buy his loyalty; he’s not for sale, especially not when it comes to his family. He knows who you are and doesn’t need you to define him. You won’t get far by just reaching—you won’t succeed or even fill a track with real presence. He’s a rockstar, while others try to act like role models but can’t match up. You can’t eat at his table because you can’t keep up or fake it well. In terms of jealousy or rivalry, others are clueless. His voice leaves a mark, like a tattoo. He’s making big moves, and the younger generation follows. Others are sleeping on him while he’s shaking things up. He sneezes and sells with just a look. He’s the sun, but people think he’s a sunset—mistaking his strength. He’s relentless, not taking breaks. He’s done counting—his stock is locked. No empty space around him, just sharp hits. Every word he says is reviewed and clean. He’s cutting out material things like villas or condos because he’s beyond that.

[اللازمة]
Again, he’s emphasizing how he and his crew feel like something non-human, like a hybrid force you can’t classify. He pushes away things that don’t serve him. He’s pointing fingers at those who used to act cool but now seem scared. Their main goal is to be noticed, but they’ve cheapened themselves in the process. He still stands out as good-looking and charming, yet even the crazy ones are scared to mess with him.