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2PAC lyrics : "Ghost"

[Tupac - speaking]
The only way, for me to come back, is by Makaveli
That's it! All these mother$#&@ers stole from me

I'm takin back what's mine

[slowed down voice]

[laughing] You mother$#&@ers can't stop me
Even if I die, I'm gon' be a $#&@in problem
Do you believe in ghosts, mother$#&@er?

Real live black... ghosts
Feel me?


[Verse One: 2Pac]
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 mother$#&@in, joke
Used to find dope in his coat
And nearly choked when he'd tell me not to smoke

Daaamn, don't get me started
My mama smoked so God damn much
when she was pregnant I'm surprised I ain't !@$!ed

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 ^!$$%'s lullabye
On the corner, where the ^!$$%z 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 mausberg goes BOOM, what's another plug

Snatchin drugs, pumpin slugs in these other thugs
(GIVE IT UP !#$%) Don't run out of breath
Every step could be death 'til you blast

And be the last ^!$$% left, then I'll be ghost

[Chorus: 2Pac]

Don't cry, just ask why, and try not to die
As I take you through a ghetto ^!$$%'s lullabye
Don't cry, just ask why, and try not to die

As I take you through a ghetto ^!$$%'s lullabye

[Verse Two: 2Pac]

A seven-deuce full of ^!$$%z goes by
Thought I was trippin the second time they rolled, by
Recognized the plates, the faces looked familiar

Everybody swear they know the ^!$$% that's gonna, kill ya
Don't murder me murder me, killa a ^!$$% in his sleep
Let me die as I rest in peace, deep

Back to these ^!$$%z 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 MOTHER!#@*IN DIE, hope yo' $$# fry, don't ask why
But I let off everything I have
An empty clip, hit the ground as a ^!$$% dash

On my $$# was the mother$#&@in cops now
Barely breathin tryin to keep from gettin shot down
BOO-YAOW is the sound, bullet whizzed by

Still runnin like a ^!$$% got nine lives
Don't know why but I'm runnin to my $#&@in block
Took a shot, tired of runnin from the ^!$$%z and the cops

Time to be a ghost
(HEY MAN, COME THE !#@* ON!)
And then we'll be ghost


[Chorus]


[Tupac - speaking]
!#@* THE POLICE !#$%! [laughing]

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