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    STYLES P

    The Ghost In The Machine 2005 ©

    Ghost Stories, Part 1

    Ghost in the Machine!
    This part is the movie part, y'knahmsayin?
    Directed by me, produced by Vinny Idol
    Feel this motherfuckin movie
    Parts 3 and 4 comin soon

    You don't like me fuck you it's more than enough shots for ya
    Your man ridin wit'chu bet he gettin shot for ya
    I got some hand grenades nigga but they not for ya
    They for some other shit
    My man got robbed out of town and I told him I could cover it
    He younger than me and wilder than me
    He wanna kidnap a mother I said nigga you on some other shit
    Slow down young'n, we gon' get your revenge
    When the shit get real we got to go down gunnin
    Said he got a set of grenades he got from Jamaican niggaz
    Said he goin through there and e'rything and shake a nigga
    Nigga you buggin out
    We gon' get that money and the work back, then we gon' slug it out
    Slow down soldier, keep your composure
    Stay quiet and close, then strike like a cobra
    You can't attack now, they expectin you you pushy nigga
    Give it 2 weeks, and they gon' think you pussy nigga
    I guarantee you that they Eagles is big
    So we gon' show them niggaz how, evil we is
    And we don't give a fuck how diesel they is
    Cause they all break down when the Eagle get lit
    He young, get me thirsty but he listenin
    Plus he know my M.O. so I ain't bullshittin him
    Besides we was half on the work
    I get it he knock it off you do the math it could work
    But bein with the wrong driver on the wrong ride
    is guaranteed to get a fuckin passenger hurt shit
    You don't get it but you will in a minute
    Told shorty to come home and just chill for a minute
    It's been a long time we ain't build in a minute
    He been deep down South keepin it trill for a minute
    Now he back home, gettin his mack on
    645i sittin on black chrome
    I'm thinkin to myself, damn shorty mature
    Got a hundred worth of ice, purple label velour
    We got a dutch and we blowin it in front of the store
    He asked how I was doin, who was in the studio
    Which hood niggaz was frontin, tryin to make a movie though
    Block still buggin out, told a nigga truly yo
    Fuck rap, I need to get a movie like Coolio
    Then he blurted out they got us for six figures
    Kicked down the door and he counted out 6 niggaz
    A bitch told him who did it, I told him the shit figures
    Gimme 2 weeks and just bring me the get-wit'er

    2005 ©




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