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Ghost (Rmx By Mad Bullet Beatz)
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Intro: 2pac The only way, for me to come back, is by Makaveli That's it All these motherf**kers stole from me I'm takin' back what's mine (You motherf**kers can't stop me Even if I die, I'm gonna be a f**kin' problem Do you believe in ghosts, motherf**ker? Real live black... ghosts) (Feel me?) (1 Verse 2pac) Some say I'm crazy, these punk-a** cops can't fade me Mama tried to raise me, but had too many babies Papa was a motherf**kin' 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 pa** through the gla** 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 n***a's lullaby On the corner, where the n***as 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 n***a!) Don't run out of breath Every step could be death 'till you blast And be the last n***a left, then I'll be ghost (Hook 2pac) Don't cry, just ask why, and try not to die As I take you through a ghetto n***a's lullaby Don't cry, just ask why, and try not to die As I take you through a ghetto n***a's lullaby (2 Verse 2pac) A seven-deuce full of n***as 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 n***a that's gonna kill ya Don't murder me, murder me Kill a n***a in his sleep Let me die as I rest in peace, deep Back to these n***as 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 Motherf**kin' dir, hope yo' a** fry don't ask why But I let off everything I have An empty clip, hit the ground as a n***a dash On my a** was the motherf**kin' cops now Barely breathin' tryin' to keep from gettin' shot down BOO-YOW is the sound, bullet whizzed by Still runnin' like a n***a got nine lives Don't know why but I'm runnin' to my f**kin' block Took a shot, tired of runnin' from the n***as and the cops Time to be a ghost (Hey man, come the f**k on!) (Hook Outro 2pac) And then we'll be ghost Don't cry, just ask why, and try not to die As I take you through a ghetto n***a's lullaby Don't cry, just ask why, and try not to die As I take you through a ghetto n***a's lullaby F**k the police n***a!
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