The only way, for me to come back, is by Makaveli   That's it! All these motherfuckers stole from me   I'm takin back what's mine      LaughingYou motherfuckers can't stop me   Even if I die, I'm gon' be a fuckin problem   Do you believe in ghosts, motherfucker?   Real live black ghosts   Feel me?      Some say I'm crazy, these punk-ass cops can't fade me   Mama tried to raise me, but had too many babies   Papa was a motherfuckin, joke   Used to find dope in his coat   And nearly choked when he'd tell me not to smoke   Daaamn, don't get me started   My mama smoked so God damn much   When she was pregnant I'm surprised I ain't retarded   At night I can't sleep, can't peep   As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep   Starin at the wall, heard a scream   Wake up in the mornin   See the blood in the hall from the murder scene   Don't cry, just ask why, and try not to die   As I take you through a ghetto nigga's lullabye   On the corner, where the niggaz slang they crack   And the undercovers jack those that don't watch they back   (Five-OH!) I daydream about the dope world   Take a puff from the blunt and watch the smoke swirl   My mausberg goes BOOM, what's another plug   Snatchin drugs, pumpin slugs in these other thugs   (GIVE IT UP NIGGA) Don't run out of breath   Every step could be death 'til you blast   And be the last nigga left, then I'll be ghost      Don't cry, just ask why, and try not to die   As I take you through a ghetto nigga's lullabye   Don't cry, just ask why, and try not to die   As I take you through a ghetto nigga's lullabye      A seven-deuce full of niggaz goes by   Thought I was trippin the second time they rolled, by   Recognized the plates, the faces looked familiar   Everybody swear they know the nigga that's gonna, kill ya   Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep   Let me die as I rest in peace, deep   Back to these niggaz in the seven-deuce   A mac-10 out the window bout to let it loose, what could I do?   Run for cover and return fire   DIE MOTHERFUCKIN DIE, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why   But I let off everything I have   An empty clip, hit the ground as a nigga dash   On my ass was the motherfuckin cops now   Barely breathin tryin to keep from gettin shot down   BOO-YAOW is the sound, bullet whizzed by   Still runnin like a nigga got nine lives   Don't know why but I'm runnin to my fuckin block   Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggaz and the cops   Time to be a ghost   (HEY MAN, COME THE FUCK ON!)   And then we'll be ghost      Don't cry, just ask why, and try not to die   As I take you through a ghetto nigga's lullabye   Don't cry, just ask why, and try not to die   As I take you through a ghetto nigga's lullabye      FUCK THE POLICE NIGGA!laughing