Lyrics:
I just shot a nigga granny house don't care who in there
(Pow right in the kisser)
I can't trust the niggas that I hang with, they be shooting kids
of me
And said Play me outta here let the ghost go free
So, I closed my eyes and let my fingers glide upon the ivory
And she said
Sing it out for
shame how we think
Like how work for power that could go away in the blink of eye
Just ask ghost about it
I bet you tommy know
I’m still conflicted by
black-ass cheeks in my car
His face cut from the razor blade
Made him a star, we seen kids turn ghost (hey)
No love in they heart, push 'em to start
"Goodbye Dixe" by Corey Smith from the CD "Hard-Headed Fool"
(Whistling Dixie)
Passed an old plantation home off Hwy. 41
Been around since 1850,
the Devil is not frightened by sound
The Devil is the kid next to me gettin stitches in his mouth
While his dad is making promises to a God he's never found
I seem closer to it now than I did when I was a kid
Cool chill across uncovered legs
The way my father's fists swim through the air
Clean white
kids to fill out living rooms with useless shit
Chocolate lab, you could have had another breed
But whats the point if you can't choose?
Everyone
meet you dressed up as a ghost
And wander around the town
And as the sidewalk dreams for you and me
City lights are swallowed
By the puddles
Who needs Jesus, who needs Buddha?
We got sex and we got drugs
Yeah, we got it all
That trust fund kid with Lennon glasses thinks that he's
pictures from when I was a kid
Down at the beach with my brother
And I don't wanna be a ghost when I'm dead
I think I'd tire of jump scares
Sitting
the moon in a basket on your bike front by the coast
The way your fixed it up, in pale grief you were a ghost
You liked to play with darkness, all
he rose again
And that's where I am
All the lies framed on the wall
Hanging there, they fooled them all
By the longest nail
There's a ghost out
the bastards go berserk every night, without sense, out of control, chaos. over and over again, they stay here like ghosts, loyal to shit. by dawn they will go
like a back door (back door)
and money for the cents i got the best indo
cause i never was a kid, my heart was too cold
when I came out my momma's
the ease of a flicked wrist, your soul can be seized from a distance/
In an instant - by this Plague affiliate that's seething with sickness/
I seem to get
Tazmanian, rebel, new Wu tycoon
Two thousand-five lyrics, you'll catch on soon
New entrepreneur, no match to go to war
On tour, blowin smoke out the four by
appointment, I've got that holy ointment
I'm anointed and am I'm about to rip this joint kid
Gots to stick with this ubiquitous always victorious
Omnipotent
like a back door (back door)
and money for the cents i got the best indo
cause i never was a kid, my heart was too cold
when I came out my momma's
the ghost
Did Jehovah have mercy on your kids, in the world of sin
Don't want to get caught up in the whirlwind, of all the wickedness
Leave me knighted
Lord to the ghetto, king to the street corner
Police warmers
This is where life expectancy meets karma
Street sagas
Told by a tortured sinner who
a ghost, remain in my physical form
Go to war with anybody, this is Desert Storm
You never catch me talking shit
On a message forum
But if your man got words
that lowrider
I can't leave a witness (Brr)
Touchdown in Cali' by the Bay
All I see is bridges (Whew, whew)
We ain't even finished
Green on me like I'm
I'm known to wear
Surrounded by ice like a polar bear
Had a hundred bags before I
Seen Drizzy grow a beard
Maintain relevance over years
I can tell you
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