The only way, for me to come back, is by makaveli
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That's it! all these motherf*ckers stole from me
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I'm takin' back what's mine
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Laughing you motherf*ckers can't stop me
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Even if I die, I'm gon' be a f*ckin' problem
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Do you believe in ghosts, motherf*cker?
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Real live black ghosts
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Feel me?
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Some say I'm crazy, these punk-ass cops can't fade me
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Mama tried to raise me, but had too many babies
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Papa was a motherf*ckin, joke
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Used to find dope in his coat
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And nearly choked when he'd tell me not to smoke
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Daaamn, don't get me started
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My mama smoked so god damn much
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When she was pregnant I'm surprised I ain't retarded
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At night I can't sleep, can't peep
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As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep
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Starin at the wall, heard a scream
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Wake up in the mornin
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See the blood in the hall from the murder scene
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Don't cry, just ask why, and try not to die
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As I take you through a ghetto nigga's lullabye
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On the corner, where the niggaz slang they crack
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And the undercovers jack those that don't watch they back
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(five-oh!) I daydream about the dope world
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Take a puff from the blunt and watch the smoke swirl
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My mausberg goes boom, what's another plug
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Snatchin drugs, pumpin slugs in these other thugs
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(give it up nigga) don't run out of breath
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Every step could be death 'til you blast
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And be the last nigga left, then I'll be ghost
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Don't cry, just ask why, and try not to die
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As I take you through a ghetto nigga's lullabye
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Don't cry, just ask why, and try not to die
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As I take you through a ghetto nigga's lullabye
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A seven-deuce full of niggaz goes by
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Thought I was trippin the second time they rolled, by
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Recognized the plates, the faces looked familiar
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Everybody swear they know the nigga that's gonna, kill ya
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Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep
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Let me die as I rest in peace, deep
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Back to these niggaz in the seven-deuce
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A mac-10 out the window bout to let it loose, what could I do?
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Run for cover and return fire
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Die motherf*ckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why
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But I let off everything I have
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An empty clip, hit the ground as a nigga dash
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On my ass was the motherf*ckin cops now
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Barely breathin tryin to keep from gettin shot down
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Boo-yaow is the sound, bullet whizzed by
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Still runnin like a nigga got nine lives
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Don't know why but I'm runnin to my f*ckin block
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Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggaz and the cops
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Time to be a ghost
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(hey man, come the f*ck on!)
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And then we'll be ghost
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Don't cry, just ask why, and try not to die
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As I take you through a ghetto nigga's lullabye
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Don't cry, just ask why, and try not to die
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As I take you through a ghetto nigga's lullabye
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F*ck the police nigga!laughing
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