Lyrics:
Either we keep complaining or we can change
Start the engine push the button
And recognize with sisters and brothers
They know us by our love for one
track out no interest
In how the fuck you are cause uh business
Act but don't care I
Don't want to stand by
Envy your damn life
Should be me it's fine
Put my brother around my neck and got my sister on my collar
Money never meant the world could give a fuck about a dollar
Hotel hoppin' in jacuzzi,
the wrong cord
Nigga cut through the grass, seen his footsteps
I'm a gangster, my sister a hood rat
In his trap like we 12 we gon' blitz that
He can't talk,
a crowd of modest size
In the Court of the Dragon, the guests shield their eyes
Hidden faces covered by masks made of bone
A sallow man in robes, who sits
that fat pass BY, why asks why?
Made my way through the crowd with the side to side
Then I pushed up on the tush 'cause, uh, I ain't shy!
Said,
But it's like I’m living in a ghost town
Man, how does that work?
Promise I won't be defined by my past work
But my last work spoke to 'em
Some still
and Trayvon martin we ain't forgot you
My sisters and Brothers shit even my pops too
This right here is dedicated to you
For my people just know nothing can
(Words and Music by Joan Baez)
It's only when the high winds blow that I wish my hair was long
Sailing through the autumn leaves singing an ancient
My mom is in the bedroom, cryin' again
Sister's on the street corner, lyin' again
Just heard about another one of my niggas dyin' again
I'm tryin'
me
Hopefully, ghost will be the star I know they're supposed to be
Yall just clowns man homie don't play that
Never back down any time a crowd say rap
all black
All chrome, black-owned
Black tints, matte black
Walked by, my window down, let 'em see who in it
Crack a big smile (ding)
Go figure, me
I see you and I know you see me
We walk by
Our paths never meet
Seems so clear I'm the invisible freak
You keep your side of the street
Sister
The voices play songs in my head
No matter what they're about death
My hallways echo the thought that life's got an end
My ghosts are now all on display
[Ghostface Killah]
Yeah, what's happening New York City?
It's ya boy Ghost in the motherfuckin ' house tonight
("Don't fuck with Ghost, you'll
ears
And the ghosts of your empty crys
Slowly creep closer
Suffocating you
In this crowd you stand alone
Crushed by the weight of this mass
But
Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah
Ah, Ah Ah
Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah
Ah, Ah Ah
Sister sweetest can't you see its me
I'm feeling sweet dripping from head to toe in all my mamas
your favourites bubbles and some toilet paper
Wildfires was the fragrance
Rivers dried for the Lakers Crowds fell silent in some stadiums
Shelves faced
breath was a life
It was to be captured in suspended animation
To be felt by all, understood by every nation
What's the sense of hating, when I can show
I'ma name this song after my sister who got killed in front of her kids in 2020
I'm Carlos Shafray. I love you for life, lil bro
This song for all
Ghost delusion
Remember the protrusion
The Holy Ghost delusion
Embrace the scowl by gnashing
The whore of God we feast
She is pure beauty, her skin so
walked in left his ass brainless
Shoutout Marcus, walked him down and, now he chalked all on the pavement
Go and pick your sister up, disrespectful
Give no
Rhyme Syndicate, a storm incubating
The Syndicate's stronger day by day
12-gauge leave suckers brutally
Layin' in the concrete, kick ya face
Your
behind
Traveled from one dusty town to another
Showin’ them crowds a good ole time
We met him one night in Deadwood
He was just about half drunk
Tellin’
.jpg/300px-Sister_Hazel_(2174716298).jpg "Sister Hazel")
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