2Pac - Ghost Lyrics:
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
LaughingYou motherf**kers can`t stop me
Even if I die, I`m gon` be a f**kin problem
Do you believe in ghosts, motherf**ker?
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 motherf**kin, 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 retarded
At night I can`t sleep, can`t peep
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 ni**a`s lullabye
On the corner, where the ni**az 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 NI**A) Don`t run out of breath
Every step could be death `til you blast
And be the last ni**a left, then I`ll be ghost
Don`t cry, just ask why, and try not to die
As I take you through a ghetto ni**a`s lullabye
Don`t cry, just ask why, and try not to die
As I take you through a ghetto ni**a`s lullabye
A seven-deuce full of ni**az goes by
Thought I was trippin the second time they rolled, by
Recognized the plates, the faces looked familiar
Everybody swear they know the ni**a that`s gonna, kill ya
Don`t murder me murder me, killa a ni**a in his sleep
Let me die as I rest in peace, deep
Back to these ni**az 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 DIE, hope yo` ass fry, don`t ask why
But I let off everything I have
An empty clip, hit the ground as a ni**a dash
On my ass was the motherf**kin cops now
Barely breathin tryin to keep from gettin shot down
BOO-YAOW is the sound, bullet whizzed by
Still runnin like a ni**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 ni**az and the cops
Time to be a ghost
(HEY MAN, COME THE F**K 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 ni**a`s lullabye
Don`t cry, just ask why, and try not to die
As I take you through a ghetto ni**a`s lullabye
F**K THE POLICE NI**A!laughing
That`s it! All these motherf**kers stole from me
I`m takin back what`s mine
LaughingYou motherf**kers can`t stop me
Even if I die, I`m gon` be a f**kin problem
Do you believe in ghosts, motherf**ker?
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 motherf**kin, 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 retarded
At night I can`t sleep, can`t peep
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 ni**a`s lullabye
On the corner, where the ni**az 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 NI**A) Don`t run out of breath
Every step could be death `til you blast
And be the last ni**a left, then I`ll be ghost
Don`t cry, just ask why, and try not to die
As I take you through a ghetto ni**a`s lullabye
Don`t cry, just ask why, and try not to die
As I take you through a ghetto ni**a`s lullabye
A seven-deuce full of ni**az goes by
Thought I was trippin the second time they rolled, by
Recognized the plates, the faces looked familiar
Everybody swear they know the ni**a that`s gonna, kill ya
Don`t murder me murder me, killa a ni**a in his sleep
Let me die as I rest in peace, deep
Back to these ni**az 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 DIE, hope yo` ass fry, don`t ask why
But I let off everything I have
An empty clip, hit the ground as a ni**a dash
On my ass was the motherf**kin cops now
Barely breathin tryin to keep from gettin shot down
BOO-YAOW is the sound, bullet whizzed by
Still runnin like a ni**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 ni**az and the cops
Time to be a ghost
(HEY MAN, COME THE F**K 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 ni**a`s lullabye
Don`t cry, just ask why, and try not to die
As I take you through a ghetto ni**a`s lullabye
F**K THE POLICE NI**A!laughing