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The Ghost
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Tha concept of it all is me being a ghost, and I'm not here to hurt anybody or haunt anybody.. I'm just tryna be friends with 'em, somebody they can confide in.. Somebody they can relate to. Hope u all can catch tha real meaning to it
lyrikally lost
Im Lyrikally Lost AKA tha Fidel Kastrator A talented young emcee from Northern Cali witha lotta potential Ill ass motha fucka
I am tha Lyrikally Lost aka tha Fidel Kastrator this consists of some ill shit here!!! Y'all peep and vote hot repetively! lmao And download repetively as well.. and often nag to your friends about peepin' my webpage, aiight?? coo..
Song Info
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Peak #1,464
Peak in subgenre #47
Author
Lyrikally Lost
Rights
2002
Uploaded
March 23, 2003
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MP3 4.7 MB 128 kbps 0:00
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Call upon tha ghost Call me, Call me when you think itz over I'm a ghost, A spirit, A spook, A host cuz when tha hope in my lyrics is goofed and joked I feel broke, I'm gonna holler to heaven Beggin' to tha Lord God, Let me in, Let me fly And I've trained, Believe it I've gave hard but they kept keepin' me roamin' tha grave yard I'm scarred, and I'm nearly a peasant My weapons is words, I give it my best try People don't understand, I'm not here to hurt them I'm not tryna haunt them either, I wanna love them I wanna help them, I can be your best friend I can be tha one there witchu.. till tha end and itz simple.. I'll hold you by your shoulder blades I will be.. your walking stick when you're old and gray when you're.. cold and rain keeps throwin' ya name and you're froze in pain and you're so insane I know you feel me, even though you can't see me Itz like a cd you let play when you're sleepy And I bet you thought you were alone at home and you don't wanna relate to the magical unknown You're not used to bein' this loved and accepted but tha flu's blue, seein' this trust is perfected Cause you're protected, by me, My voice warms you even though you're scared of it, My voice swarms you Your body is chilled by tha clock in tha hall how tha time keeps tickin' and I walk through tha wall What came in? Who opened tha door? Who rocked you to sleep? Who was closin' ya sore? Who was hummin' to you.. when you was in a damn rage When you was scratched up, who had tha band-aid? When you was feelin' toast, I held you close but you still don't accept me at all cuz I'm a ghost Cuz I don't wanna seem like a BOTHER or something but I've got tha WORDS THAT would help you get through tha night, I'm a ghost, I'm a spirit and I'm not gonna hurt you at all Cuz I don't wanna seem like a BOTHER, but my soul is so EMPTY, help me, free me, listen to me, listen to me You see, My history is truly a mystery My love died out and no1 was missin' me No1 would cry over a slash or a bruise and I couldn't rest in peace, I awoke to tha blues I hadda.. stroke from tha fuse, rolled over in my grave portrayed as a slave, I couldn't bare it, I prayed and God gave me tha 2nd chance to show my heart I arose like a rose from tha ground and marked your curiosity, but you flashed me a weapon I just wanna try and catch your attention I just wanna see if you see what I see is fake and at that rate, I bet that we can relate and I hate being lonely, Itz a blur to me how tha world is still tha same internally For eternities, It ain't cured Unpure like war, We still haven't really matured Cuz I don't wanna seem like a BOTHER or something but I've got tha WORDS THAT would help you get through tha night, I'm a ghost, I'm a spirit and I'm not gonna hurt you at all Cuz I don't wanna seem like a BOTHER, but my soul is so EMPTY, help me, free me, listen to me, listen to me So I'm here now, but you don't wanna call to me You think if I held you, that you'd fall through me Well, we all could be well, You can ignore tha fact but you know in your mind that you was born to rap And me, I'm just floatin' around, I'm an actual dream and dreams stay witchu like a supernatural being Capture tha theme, I'm a ghost, I'm a heart wrapped in a beam Trapped in a clean sugar-coated world, like itz true Tha reality is mistaken as an act but to you deep down, You know tha heat's around tha true ground You ain't a street clown but they treat you like a hound You're a.. unique style, All you need is a crown and a throne, cuz all you breathe is tha sound and you're tone on tha microphone You presence is felt just like Capone You're strong in your bones, You need somebody to trust in Don't give up cuzzin, How you think I got in this concussion from fussin' over little things, so now I'm just a ghost, I can neva be a king Cuz I don't wanna seem like a BOTHER or something but I've got tha WORDS THAT would he
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