graves One day we'll all be ghosts Trippin' around in someone else's home One day we'll all be ghosts, ghosts, ghosts Ghosts, ghosts, ghosts One day
their graves One day we'll all be ghosts Trippin' around in someone else's home One day we'll all be ghosts, ghosts, ghosts Ghosts, ghosts, ghosts One
fathe, save the drama We toast when I wine and dine ya -- all you need is me I won't stress you but bless you Mentally and sexual, we both intellectual
in me is surly coming through Pray to a ghost that I've never met (don't pill?) someway out of this mess It's the heart It's the heart And there is
I fuck around, and y'all gone and a nigga like me Cause I'm blessed with a tight 22's, AK-47, 3-57, Mac 11 Balling and and a 25, bulletproof vest and
registrar and delight your tiny heart a moment with uncontested omnipresence will... you've had the wind knocked out of you by something life size and
enemies die now, walk around half dead Head down, K blasted off Hennessee and Thai Trying it, mixed it, now I'm twisted blisted and high Visions of me
and in the process, keep you goin I'm bout to lose my composure, I'm gettin close To packin up and leavin notes, and gettin ghost Tell me who knows,
Our enemies die now, walk around half dead Head down, K blasted off Hennessee and Thai Tryin it, mixed it, now I'm twisted blisted and high Visions of
chasin Worldwide through the hard times, warrior faces Shed tears as we bury niggaz close to heart What was a friend now a ghost in the dark, cold hearted
that takes you higher Head in heaven, fingers in the mire Her heart is racing, you can't keep up The night is bleeding like a cut Between the horses of love and
around you end up being stuck in the system And the 10th rule don't put a tag on a broken heart Just put a toe-tag on your mark And rule number 11, you
said You play with me Gonna pay the price No ghost of a chance I'm holdin the dice You lie about this and lie about that Don't wanna hear Nothing about
love and war And everything's here to explore, It's all unlike, the usual, A different place but beautiful, And it is not quite as it seems, I hear the
heart free Nice to hold when I'm tired There's a ghost on the horizon When I go to bed How can I fall asleep at night How will I rest my head Oh
They say the ghosts of Bad and Evil still live in that tavern And on a quiet night You can still hear the footsteps of Slim Shady and Royce Da Five-Nine
