't hide, we let go We've got more than we know My friends are a different breed My friends are There's a ghost in this room I think I'll name it after
a phonograph Ghosts float up the stair like silent moving pictures The loyal phantoms of his in-house staff A wondrous place it is, there can be no doubt
hit the street, you know I be thugged-the-fuck-out When I beef, slugs get bust at your house All week, its drama, ya block like ghost town You want peace
One slot machine one stop light town And if Jesus came back tonight To every story there are two sides If you walk with the devil he'll tell you a lie
really want? We hit you with the heat is that what you really want? [spliff star] Y'all niggas wanna test my squad, I doubt it doubt it All that murder
a dime chick Run with a click like Al Pacino in the God Father Bitch why bother fahgetaboutit I'll bang ya grand daughter if she in college Don't ever doubt
ends meet Been a gunrunner and a medicine man In a Kansas town I was a rainmaker, there the hand of fate got out of hand Rainmaker, rainmaker, save this one horse town
doin' crack and Scarface told me he snitches just like a rat Wanna live good so he snitched on thugs Somebody must have told him steroids wasn't drug Walkin' round town
Living on the edge of the city limit line This is where the boundary finally ends And I swear that we're the last living souls in a populated ghost town
anything now we're high, and i'll swear i'll never see you again by my side this town becomes a river, now she's on my mind and the ghost will sing another
sometimes at night Sometimes it's still the same The way that it was When I was the keeper of your flame We all have our ghosts, we all have our doubts
of one on the radio. "Call home, call home, if you ever have any doubts." You're just a Hitchhike highway ghost riding your rage from town to town.
you hear the sound of the crawling flesh? Now can you smell the burning desire? This place is too small to hide All the ghosts that's kicking around inside What this town
on the edge of the city limit line This is where the boundary finally ends And I swear that we're the last living souls in a populated ghost town All
't hide, we let go We've got more than we know My friends are a different breed My friends are... There's a ghost in this room I think I'll name it after
the voices in doubt Nothing here falling in place A map that points to all our mistakes Too much to handle, much to take This is a ghost town Too far