Ghost Lyrics & Tabs by Tupac Shakur
Ghost
guitar chords lyrics
The only way for me to come back is
That's me
All these motherfuckers stole from me
I'm takin' back what's mine
Hahaha
You motherfuckers can't stop me
Even if I die I'm gonna be a fuckin'
problem
Do you believe in ghosts,
motherfucker?
Real live, black... ghosts
Fear me
Some say I'm crazy, these punk-ass
cops can't fade me
Momma tried to raise me, but had too
Some say I'm crazy, these punk-ass
cops can't fade me
Momma tried to raise me, but had too
many babies
Papa was a motherfuckin' 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 momma smoked so goddamn
much when she was pregnant
I'm surprised I ain't retarded
At night I can't sleep, count?
As they pass through the glass of my
neighbors, five deep
Starin' at the wall, heard a scream
Wake up in the morning, 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 nigga's lullaby
On the corner where the niggas sling
they crack
And the undercovers jack, those that
don't watch they back
I daydream about the dope world
Take a puff from the blunt and watch
the smoke swirl
My Mossberg goes *boom* once
another plug
Snatchin' drugs, pumpin' slugs in
these other thugs (give it up, nigga)
Don't run out of breath, every step
could be death
Til ya blast and be the last nigga left
(then I'll be ghost)
Don't cry, just ask why
And try not to die as I take you through
a ghetto nigga's lullaby
A seven deuce full of niggas goes by
Thought I was trippin' the second time
they roll by
Recognize the plates, the faces look
familiar
But everybody swear they know the
nigga that's gonna kill ya
Don't murder me, murder me, kill a
nigga in his sleep
Let me die as I rest in peace, deep
Back to these niggas 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 motherfucker die, hope your ass
fry, don't ask why
But I let off everything I had
An empty clip hit the ground as a
nigga dash
On my ass was the motherfuckin' cops
now
Barely breathin', trying to keep from
gettin' shot down
*Boo-cow* was the sound, bullet whiz
by
Still runnin' like a nigga got nine lives
Don't know why, but I'm runnin' to my
fuckin' block
Took a shot, tired of runnin' from the
niggas and the cops
Time to be a ghost
Don't cry, just ask why
And try not to die as I take you through
a ghetto nigga's lullaby
Fuck the police, nigga!
