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I'll fo' five 'em Kill Banks on my song and really do it that's the true meaning of a ghost rider Ten g's will take Yayo out his Air Forces Believe in
fuck do it take for a gangsta to win? No mics, no +Unsigned Hype+, nigga *FUCK* The Source Plus them awards I don't need And them niggaz breathin the same air
hope, sing a song of fire I don't know how to be just like that Little hope, sing a song of fire Little hope, and the song is silent With your mind,
day I see the girl with the strawberry curl And I?m too shy to meet her Some nights I go to bed There?s a ghost in the air above my head And I tremble
: So, now you're not there But your ghost still burns in the air Finally above us the waves have come To take you away And with this song, I'll say
So, now you're not there But your ghost still burns in the air Finally above us the waves have come To take you away And with this song, I'll say goodbye
you know you telling me 'bout making a song come in the studio, and tell me that I'm making it wrong pissed off 'cause reality is making us strong like the ghost
play some songs, 'cause you know Cam was in the room, Young Guru, and Dame was in the room. So I played... actually it's a song that you'll never hear
way Keep the mics and choke holds. The saga unfolds Machavellian approaches executed by the coach I'm in these streets like a ghost The air-jettin' artist
Plays my favourite song Radio Radio Radio I'm alone Radio Radio Radio Please don't go I sit in the dark light To wait for ghost night To bring
room was getting hotter And someone hit the light There was power in the darkness There was violence in the night And the golden sons and daughters They were coming up for air
axe for a long time The smell in the air is chicken shit. We'll grind that axe for a long time Every fucking song remains the same To everyone who
: [RZA] Yo... this song is... Aiyyo Dunn this song is called Sunshower Cause we approachin the final hour You know I ahh all I can say to my brothers
Elevator buttons and morning air Stranger's silence makes me wanna take the stairs If you were here, we'd laugh about their vacant stares But right now
day I see the girl with the strawberry curl And I'm too shy to meet her Some nights I go to bed There's a ghost in the air above my head And I tremble
I see the girl with the strawberry curl, And I'm too shy to meet her. Some nights I go to bed, There's a ghost in the air above my head, And I tremble
