Lyrics:
to get my pissed off on
I'm gonna aim my headlights into your bedroom windows
Throw empty beer cans at both of your shadows
I didn't come here to start
anya)
Gat 2 milli on the Floor
3, 4 milli in the Dome
Might just get whipped by the Porsche
We ain't playing no more
I get money by the minute
I blow time
droves
My perception is crooked, just like the angle of my bones
You go and you click it
Skip around for a minute
Never get the full picture
I'm like
ever felt like someone's always looking at you
When your walking through the forest unkuen
Ghost stories from the rez
Have you seen them that long
done and over
Was because I drove'er
Through all the static
Not stick but automatic
That's the way it is
He gotta get his
Talin' MLK
Gonna find
It's Ghost, pressing y'all clowns on the regular
Dead you on a five pack, then take ya cellular
Don't get it twisted, black, cuz I'll bury ya
This is
be history after
Gotta split em up and slip through the fractures
Slick, we dip out quick then flip the chapter
Finger pointing ain't necessary, I get
make it through the Chi
Get to you and almost die?
Finally tired of comin' and goin', make up your mind
I ain't come to pick up the kids to pick
Be nice to have a little breeze.
Breeze on by fuck the cops.
Do we have the cash? We don't have to talk that, hey hey
Get the fuck outta here with
to know
Just want to flow with the Holy Ghost
God's Holy Spirit lives inside of me
And day by day He keeps perfecting me
There ain't no other place I'd
Where them roads led
Denoted by the the glow
The holy ghost and now
Folks tend
To spend a half a grand
To watch your boy rap
A whole set
Anointed
niggas money's gettin' low
But could you come back though, set up shop, and get the fat glow?
Tired of y'all, mostly inspired by y'all
So what the deal
and kids going to be ok, down here on our lonesome?”
“Just supposing you go off and get to die.”
Chorus
Well the cab went down, the load swung around,
I'm just a ghost I can't ever get to you
Baby I'm just a ghost shadows in the corner of your room
Baby I'm just a ghost I can't ever get to you
Wish
his Daytons in his hand
Keys in his hand, reason again to let you know he's the man
Back when we rocked Ellesses, he had dreams of Caprices
Drove by
kept her in Mercedes latest
But it was the Holy Ghost that drove her to the Son of David
I was there when mama said, "I believe."
I watched the Jesus
drove by his house, so who you tryin' to dial
If you're lookin' for an answer, you're probably gonna find it now
And to the man in the hat standing
changin think I made it through the dark
I ain't giving you the world you wasn't wit me from the start
I aint need no handouts I had to get it on my own
All
Uh
Yeah
(Let's get it)
Yeah
Uh
So what, you tell me there's nowhere to go
I know that, fa show, I don't wanna be here no mo'
I came up from the flo'
club
I can tell
By the way that you drove
You're not from around here
Trading off with boys in the city
Making moves on a waitress at night
Hooking up
world
So dark and, oh, so cold, it's, oh, so cold
Oh, so cold, oh
Soon as my flow starts
I compose art like the ghost of Mozart
Even though they
[Intro: people whispering]
Is it a bird? Is it a plane? (no it's Ghost, no it's Ghost)
What did y'all discover?
Is it a bird? Is it a plane? (no it's
knock down a crown like a domino
Haunted by my own thoughts so I made friends with the ghosts
Funny they the only friends ain't ghosting me though
Put my
Thoughts of us everything of everyone's debts
I'm so fly drove by jets
The way we've adapted, through thick and thin I made it happen
Got the eye
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