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th3 ghost – tragedy lyrics

(th3 ghost)
huh….when do i start
unleash me….

mama packed his food stuff
u knw.. the good stuff
rice, beans, garri and a few pots
‘u going to another town
make sure u hold it down
before u end up in a hole in the ground’
those were the words but his mind drifted
he didn’t hear em
he wasn’t yearning for higher learning
just the freedom he was earning
he’s still a virgin
he’s been thinking ’bout them girls
and he’s been prepraring
the only that concerns him huh
he already lost his bearing
‘fore the journey started
he hugs his mama at the park and
her tears started as the car departed
partly cos someone u’re a part of
is hard to part with
huh
such a f-cking tragedy…..x2
yl

(yl)
yeah ok…such a f-cking tragedy…..d-mn
look…..mama i made it
i just stepped foot in a foreign land
and truth be told it was more enhanced
than what i pictured
and also the description i got
i couldn’t tell if it was fiction or not
all i knw is that the mixture was hot
cold weather pretty gals
with more cheddar than most fellas
and they all smokin pot
heard its a must
mehn am just hoping its not
my brain cells/sells i dont want it to rot
i’m tryna migrate from the migraine
but i dont want it to stop
admittedly i am one with the plot
feels like i work in a block
they pay attention
by the mention of my name in the streets
i saw fame in this sh-t
so i’m banging them chicks
unanimous sh-t
it ain’t my fault
though i fought with my conscience and won
thats why i went from being cautious to fun
feeling very heartless
partly cos something
you’re a part of is hard to part with

(th3 ghost)
the first part was how a mother lost her son
the 2nd part is how the son lost his heart
the 3rd part…his heart went dark
godd-mn the word is full of hurt…

every second spent u’re tryna prove ursef
thinking 8mile is too short
for u to lose yourself
until u lose ur belt and then u scream
‘f-ck the world’
cos u thought life was a box of pearls
u king of the underworld
now u feeling like an octopus
cats with the 9 get like ten tackles(tentacles)
cos there’s no way u letting sh-t slide
u’re deebo every other day except friday
cos thats when u hit the club
looking for a chick to rob
but u fell for this one
so u tried to pick her up
and have at her
and she dodging like a matador
now u mad at her …….for not offering
but she ain’t a wh-r-
she’s just an orphan
who often comes here
cos its awful to be alone
and she is single
but u were seeing double
the alcohol was making u wobble
u looking for trouble
so u call ur boy with ur toy
and u whistle till he comes near
whisper in his dumb ear
bring the gun here
and then u shoot her and u run scared
ain’t no fun there…..
huh

its such a f-cking tragedy
youths these days wasting their lives
such a f-cking tragedy……
the rap moriarty, yl and mecca

- th3 ghost lyrics

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