歌手:Tupac
专辑:《Tupac: Resurrection》

作词 : Tupac Shakur/Marshall Mathers/Mark Jordan/Luis Resto
作曲 : Tupac Shakur/Marshall Mathers/Mark Jordan/Luis Resto
"Ghost"
The only way, for me to come back, is by Makaveli
That’s it! All these ************* stole from me
I’m takin back what’s mine
Even if I die, I’m gon’ be a ****** problem
Do you believe in ghosts, ************?
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 ************, joke
Used to find **** 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, count sheep
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 *****’s lullabye
On the corner, where the ****** slang they crack
And the undercovers jack those that don’t watch they back
(Five-OH!) I daydream about the **** 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 *****) Don’t run out of breath
Every step could be death ’til you blast
And be the last ***** left, then I’ll be ghost
Don’t cry, just ask why, and try not to die
As I take you through a ghetto *****’s lullabye
Don’t cry, just ask why, and try not to die
As I take you through a ghetto *****’s lullabye
A seven-deuce full of ****** goes by
Thought I was trippin the second time they rolled, by
Recognized the plates, the faces looked familiar
Everybody swear they know the ***** that’s gonna, kill ya
Don’t murder me murder me, killa a ***** in his sleep
Let me die as I rest in peace, deep
Back to these ****** 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 ************ DIE, hope yo’ ass fry, don’t ask why
But I let off everything I have
An empty clip, hit the ground as a ***** dash
On my ass was the ************ cops now
Barely breathin tryin to keep from gettin shot down
BOO-YAOW is the sound, bullet whizzed by
Still runnin like a ***** got nine lives
Don’t know why but I’m runnin to my ****** block
Took a shot, tired of runnin from the ****** and the cops
Time to be a ghost
(HEY MAN, COME THE **** 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 *****’s lullabye
Don’t cry, just ask why, and try not to die
As I take you through a ghetto *****’s lullabye