Ghost

The only way, for me to come back, is by Makaveli

That's it

All these motherfuckers stole from me

I'm takin' back what's mine

(You motherfuckers can't stop me

Even if I die, I'm gonna be a fuckin' problem

Do you believe in ghosts, motherfucker?

Real live black... ghosts)

(Feel me?)

Some say I'm crazy, these punk-ass cops can't fade me

Mama tried to raise me, but had too many babies

Papa was a motherfuckin' joke

Used to find dope in his coat

And nearly choked when he'd tell me not to smoke

Damn, don't get me started

My mama smoked so God damn much

When she was pregnant that I'm surprised I ain't retarded

At night I can't sleep, count sheep

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

Starin' at the wall, heard a scream

Wake up in the mornin'

See the blood in the hall from the murder scene

Don't cry, just ask why, and try not to die

As I take you through a ghetto nigga's lullaby

On the corner, where the niggaz slang they crack

And the undercovers jack those that don't watch they back

(Five-OH!) I daydream about the dope world

Take a puff from the blunt and watch the smoke swirl

My Mossberg goes BOOM, what's another plug

Snatchin' drugs, pumpin' slugs in these other thugs

(Give it up nigga!) Don't run out of breath

Every step could be death 'till you blast

And be the last nigga left, then I'll be ghost

Don't cry, just ask why, and try not to die

As I take you through a ghetto nigga's lullaby

Don't cry, just ask why, and try not to die

As I take you through a ghetto nigga's lullaby

A seven-deuce full of niggaz goes by

Thought I was trippin' the second time they rolled by

Recognized the plates, the faces looked familiar

But everybody swear they know the nigga that's gonna kill ya

Don't murder me, murder me

Kill a nigga in his sleep

Let me die as I rest in peace, deep

Back to these niggaz in the seven-deuce

A MAC-10 out the window bout to let it loose

What could I do?

Run for cover and return fire

Die Motherfuckin' dir, hope yo' ass fry don't ask why

But I let off everything I have

An empty clip, hit the ground as a nigga dash

On my ass was the motherfuckin' cops now

Barely breathin' tryin' to keep from gettin' shot down

BOO-YOW is the sound, bullet whizzed by

Still runnin' like a nigga got nine lives

Don't know why but I'm runnin' to my fuckin' block

Took a shot, tired of runnin' from the niggaz and the cops

Time to be a ghost

(Hey man, come the fuck on!)

And then we'll be ghost

Don't cry, just ask why, and try not to die

As I take you through a ghetto nigga's lullaby

Don't cry, just ask why, and try not to die

As I take you through a ghetto nigga's lullaby

Fuck the police nigga!