Yeah my niggaz, just spend a little bit of time with the ghost
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holiday, styles, pinero, well you listen to me
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real niggaz feel me, some real nggaz probably won't feel me
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but as you know me, I don't really give a fuck
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before I leave I'd like to give a word to the shorties
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despite what I say, despite what you see in the streets
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dspite what you influenced by, the life of crime has many downs
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A little bit of ups, and everything you do got consequences and repercussions,
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so you're best bet better be to stay in school
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hit the books, stay off the streets if possble
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to those on the streets, who feel stuck in the game
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to those in jail, thats just how shit goes sometimes
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we make do wit what we got.
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to all mc's, poets, lyricists, people such as myself, ghostly individuals
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you should listen to my album, and listen and listen and listen
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I dont know what i'ma sell or none or that shit
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I would say i dont give a fuck but i'd probably be lying
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I love to get money and break it down wit my niggaz
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but in case i don't, the most important thing is respect and honor
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and i got plenty of that, so until sheek lou child, next l.o.x. album
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and all the mtherfucking rest of the albums we do from the double R
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to the d block, to anybody else whose our motherfucking family putting down an
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album, we gon crush yall motherfuckers
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Well this one is the ghost, my lil niggaz stay outta trouble,
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my big niggaz who in trouble, hold ya head and everybody in the motherfucking
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struggle, I love you and if you love me,
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shit i'll see you when I get there, One.
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Outro
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