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The Black Ghosts Some Way Through This

was on fire would you tell me your desire if my hands were round your throat would you tell me what I need to know there must be some way, some way through this

Yo, Yo Gansta, gansta Gansta, yo That's right Journey through the life of some real niggas Some real niggas, you'll never see what I've seen When I sleep

bullet's daytona Comin', comin' through duck Run 4 cover Comin', comin' through duck Run 4 cover Comin', comin' through duck Run 4 cover Comin', comin' through duck Run 4 cover Comin', comin' through

it a bird? Is it a plane? (no it's Ghost, no it's Ghost) What did y'all discover? Is it a bird? Is it a plane? (no it's Ghost, no it's Ghost) It's a Superman

I threw in two bricks to garbage I wash my money in Woodlife, dunyy, sippin' on Folgers Black jewels trucking, still come through bummy

way team, posted up on the benches Wit a maggot for a stash that I kept hid under the black fences Jakes shootin' through the middle, like Kerry Kittles

Maybach? A ghost tail for the Phantoms, face facts? We ruin hip hop, slaughterhouse and payback In the shape of a tatt, you done faded to black GO? [

{"Put some money on it"} You could be that dude in cement shoes or the next soft nigga on this evening's news Rap beef, street beef, breeze through crews

voodoo But it's like 'Black magic' how I spit this fluid to niggas How do you move on his way When taking all this stress and pain There's gotta be a better way