Lyrics:
get the jump on mine clutchin on an uzi
Ruthless like everyone I told ya get the fuck down
I'm basically a ghost. I could throw up dust by sundown
Run
It just don't feel right
Not having you by my side
The thought of you would run me out of town
I've been gone a few days
Tryna' get away from your
Look - you ain't dealin wit no child's toy
I'm a wild cowboy (yo I'm a wild cowboy)
Yet you walk around town with
Them real aisle toys
Your best bet,
it gets dark, in Pigeon Park
Voice in my head, will soon be fed
By the vultures that circle round the dead
In a crooked little town, they were
it gets dark, in Pigeon Park
Voice in my head, will soon be fed
By the vultures that circle round the dead
In a crooked little town, they were
Three thirty in the morning
Not a soul insight
The city's lookin' like a ghost town
On a moonless summer night
Raindrops on the windshield
There's
work in Dallas
But the river has to go
Oh, whatcha gonna do when time runs out on you
Run down, ghost town
Barren pastures all around
How ya
H-Town, long live Ghost and Lou
Let me smoke my weed in peace
Exhale watch demons leave
I can not just leave the streets
Seen too many triggers squeeze
I
they have left long ago
And all those passing by have started to slow
It's a ghost town and it has been for years
But he won't admit, cause that's what
a fruit fight
Wouldn't throw a rock in a ghost town
So don't try to play post, clown
You know the L.L.'s back in town
And all the want-to-be
a fruit fight
Wouldn't throw a rock in a ghost town
So don't try to play post, clown
You know the L.L.'s back in town
And all the want-to-be
a fruit fight
Wouldn't throw a rock in a ghost town
So don't try to play post, clown
You know the L.L.'s back in town
And all the want-to-be
chitchat
Run these rappers outta town Ever since i been back (been back)
I’m the king and you know i run the town
From the 954 i gotta make my niggas proud
town
Hills and hollers all around
And that's me right there in the middle
In the middle of what matters most
Fathers, sons, and the Holy Ghost
no love or codes
Bro in the cell, it cold
Couldn't leave if he wanna go home (facts)
Dizzle ride 'round town in a Ghost, I know (facts)
She a slim
this motherfucker lookin'
Like a ghost town
Ain't nobody hustlin' no more
I don't see nobody hustlin' no more
(do your thing nigga)
Ain't nobody hustlin'
We woke up under the gun
And if you'd seen half the shit I've seen
In this dead, dead ghost town
You wouldn't hesitate
To burn these bridges down
Wires hum the rails ring
Smokestack burning fiery sparks
Rise up to the stars
Towns asleep by empty roads
Churches rise from crooked roofs
Cloaked
You tried your best to bury in the ground
A place, a face, a very small town
The walls you built are crumbling down
Haunted by the shadows all around
a good time by snappin your necks, come on
[Chorus 2: Ghostface Killah (Rare Earth sample)]
(I just want to celebrate) Like my baby's first steps you
bitch, she like dat
I give her everything, she come right back
Like dat, like dat my whole town be like dat
Don't play around, nigga like dat
Shut shit
on the line
But your reputation dead cuz imma make it die
The guy right here is what ghost towns symbolize
How you gonna be something if you can't recognize
You
down
Like Silent Hill this ghost town
We keep a couple hundred rounds
Souls we keep them unbound
Blessings keep them by the ounce
Saber tooth like
streets
Trouble his uneasy head?
Does he see them haunted
By the thousands of the dead?
See the ghost town streets now crowded
By the dead as they arise
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