Lyrics:
Sitting at the station
Where the trains rolled by
Chill in the air as the tired sun lay down
He thought of how this town had been
As he gazed
OVO now (Bae)
We got the Phantom, we got the Rolls Royce, it's like a ghost town (Baby)
Now I'm takin' Air Drake all the way back to my home town
(Yea) This is my story, yeah, I'm from that Chi-town dirt
I went from being broke to sleeping in Versace shirts
(Yea) This is my story, money, cars,
(Yea) This is my story, yeah, I'm from that Chi-town dirt
I went from being broke to sleeping in Versace shirts
(Yea) This is my story, money, cars,
(Yeah!) This is my story
Yeah I'm from that Chi-town dirt
I went from being broke
To sleeping in Versace shirts
(Yeah!) This is my story
Money, cars,
side of town
But I was proud to call
That old black man my friend
He had a pillow by the bed he used to pray on
And a beat up old guitar he let me
Lights are shining bright, it's always downtown on the road
I have friends that come from outta town asking me to go
They say, "There's so much
hands,
Down by the riverside.
Ghost town in my homeland,
I will come back again.
And if you make a ghost of me,
I will still be free.
Ghost town in
the feeling in my heart tonight
But this ghost, but this town has been turned upside down
I don't want to believe but this ghost is all I see
But this ghost
Just Cry For A Ghost Town, Thats Such A great Shame
Take Six Politicians To Dig Me A Grave
Take Six intellectuals, My Soul Try To Save
And Six Union
Bridge
We are haunted houses
Lining the streets of memories
In our lonely ghost towns
Full of all our ghost stories
Outro
We’re all wandering in
the Book of David
In the holy light (when it's laid to waste)
It will be written
By the children of Eden (I said save this place)
And the Holy Ghost
die
Late at night when the moon is bright
The same old ghost goes riding by
Lester always loved his work, no Lester wasn't soft
He loved upholding law
crawling under my skin
I'm a ghost in this town, so i'm fine
Anatema is my bloodline
I'm a ghost in my own skin
I'm failure by design, so i just keep
bag in our stash
The ultraviolet haze, we hit it and pass
We toast to the Ghost of old days, yeah, old ager hump
We rap renegades, must stay paid
(Listen)
Death by lyrical injection
I kill you rappers
A lotta green with a yellow complexion
Women call me the Green Bay Packer
I pack the zero's, meaning
gave me pills (blue-red)
Ask me how it feels (don`t care)
Ask me how it goes (don`t care)
Never seen no ghosts (oh my)
Never seen no ghosts (oh my)
Uh uh
stood golden
Well if God is king then who am I when life has come to pass me by
Am I an orphan or a ghost
Am I an orphan or a ghost
breaking and they're shaking and they're aching
But they're staying
Staying
Planted and painted
Red, white and tainted
In drive-by towns with their chapels
I just bust a bitch down in my ghost
I guess that makes me a Ghostbuster
I won't love her, I'll just fuck her
I just bust a bitch down in my ghost
I
trying to get by on her end
I'm just trying to blow the fuck up
Well my OG's had different motives, somebody getting stuck up
I was out in Buc Town with BT
a
New part of town
Still surrounded with memories like the
Sheets and the couch
I swear the puppy can feel it
He ain’t been eatin’ or sleepin’
We both
years old
You gotta love it though: somebody
Still speaks from his soul
And wouldn't change by the change or
The game or the fame
When he came in the game
the town of Tucumcari
Now people just blow by
The old Mother Road is lonely
Kete sees him through the curtain
Prays that he will tarry
Sleeping in the corner
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