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that wasn't next to me
From celebrities
To a refugee
To the death of me
Cold blooded my heart
Go huntin for marks
Ghost come in da dark
Death Row ducking

Blue Train

Tripping Daisy

Time Capsule

1997

I'm not the one you saw around the tree early that day
I'm not the ghost that crossed your path and made you think that way
It seems to be too much

miney moe catch a tiger by his toe
Roses are red, violets are blue
My booty stinks, how about you?

I caught you robbing the bank of Canada with Margaret

give it a try, all of my demos expired
I have a dream
Not to grow a tree
But to recite my poetry
While i"m in between the beat and you
You gotta be

around your head just like 
A halo ring
Covered in confetti leaves 
Under the branch of a Crepe Myrtle tree
Bright and cold where the clouds get big

Bottles of Belaire, the prince is the freshest
Tree by the elbow we get for the LO
So I should be happy, but this shit is stressin'
Staring at heaven

by Sinead O'Connor 
Stained the pages and stared out at the water
Took a note when she said that songs are ghosts
I guess if anybody knows she knows

Spinnin' round and round we come around bad for the crowd man I'm thinkin' out loud
Pick me up when I get downed, let love abound, down town run

(Verse)
Walk around photo in my hand
Ask around until someone says I know her
I saw her

Sitting down by the laundromat
Rose in a glass she had track

Yeah
Nobody Famous
Look
Watching my back around these equal opportunists
Already took my family tree and pruned it
Planted seeds and regrew it

Are they in town?
So tell me what's your name?
I'm underground
And I could be your ghost
Wander around (I'm comin')

Believe in me, if I'm staying

Bamseeya

Frost

Smile Now, Die Later

1995

say the deck had five aces
So I strapped on my coquettes and took ten paces
I turned around, bang bang was the sound
Now there's a dead man laying

Rings around the planets, stranded in a cosmic ocean
Boats sink quickly where I'm posted
Ghosts seem sickly where I'm going
Hellish nightmares of living

Wake up wake up.
Do you feel the wolves biting at your bones.
Will you ever see the light through the trees?
Some die by fire and some plead.
We are

Friend or Foe

Eightball & MJG

We Are the South: Greatest Hits

2008

to be conned, racked, fucked around
And ripped bad 
Barking up on the wrong tree 
Talking about runnin' up in my past 
Niggas have hateful thoughts

The Inmost Light Itself

Current 93

All the Pretty Little Horses [Limited Vinyl]

1997

sign
(Some hope)
The gaudy sequinned dragging banner of
The Inmost Light
Around my eyes the sewers spew and laugh
The fallenflower gazes at me

python by colored lips
Posting my bubblegum on Facebook chicalet
Little red rides me so good 
Wolf of Wall Street in my hood
The axiom say platinum but

a good defense, then Bob Shapiro is the name
Mark Geragos, the same, but only if ya got the coin
To turn around the whole shabang, before it hit ya in

of bison and lions and tree giants
Now we trust this same system to save us from climate crisis
When many worlds collide, who will remain
The side with

to get they visas 
And I know I ain't been around much
But thats how it go when money you trying touch
Still Ghost Gang so I move on the hush 
Pop up like

Now I don't play around no more frowns 
I used to be like a ghost screaming to the crowd
cnd they couldn't hear me from the crown 
But now they hear me

Live at the Tunnel

Cru

Da Dirty 30

1997

slap box my ghost 'til one of us cry 

Jae to the Won  can niggas fuck around? 

And they better say "nah"  word to Allah 

They dyin' down  I got

I've been turning to these ghosts again
Lost hope in my old friends
Shut the door got me closed in
Kick the chair now I'm chokin
Watch me float down

A ring fire around my soul, Devoured by the light of a moonlit Rose, stones of ice and fallen trees, a Spell I set that backfired on me, dream the Dream