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mc chris - give up the ghost lyrics

(chorus x2)
high term, i’m gonna give it the ghost, so
beth and i laughing on seasoners
scared about weirdo smoker
it ain’t a deal cause i know that ghost is long departed
i’m high in front of my heart that started
samson, samoan, need to laugh it off, although
it’s part of a part that don’t go

(verse)
look me, preceding the pack that’s wrong
a done deed, i felt like nothing’s wrong
no breaks, awake like breaking bad
no mistake, a faker’s faking death
love, weed, brick, packs that stack a mountain
do it again until every time i die
but then front and dumb this on the morgue
that’s why i’m told to condone
love weed, i burn like each day
lost money and set up my new fate
don;t miss me, don’t visit on holidays
white n-gg- f-cking down my minded men
love weed, what’s new is missing booze
no pierce, seven years and still confused
i swear never to see it clear
but i’m here, better fight the flight from fear

(verse)
i’m a potter, go ahead, call me names!
a mom hitter, got me through college days
i will bug off, (???)
(???) the vomit that meet your maze
just a joke, living with my folks
after school, but i thought i was older
emissaries staring at the walls
smoking dope, and set on making calls
get a job, but i was always high
lost a job and i wonder why
i’m a spy, my dogs still (???)
turn up a notch and bake a pumpkin pie
wiggle, babe, right up from behind
your point bomb, according to a friend of mine
nah, ah, come here, i clean the c-ck
i smoke buns, man, i’m feeling starved
clean hum, i’m a hunter’s breath
games on, yes, i have a hit
put the same, i claim a rapper changed
but the song is sagging out my aim

- mc chris lyrics

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