Nothing inside was real 'til I found you I pulled the sheets and you slipped away A ghost in here, I can't believe There's a ghost in here, I can't
can't decide what's real since I found you I pulled your sheets and you slip away A ghost in here Well I cant believe There's a ghost in here Well I
Übersetzung: Cold. Ghost In Here.
I can't decide what's real since I found you I pulled your sheets and you slip away A ghost in here Well I cant believe There's a ghost in here Well
promises to keep over the ocean in america far away and fast asleep silent stars blinking in the blackness of an endless sky cold silver satellites,
plenty at you Let me catch you slippin, you soft ni**az is outta here In case you forgot, we on the same s**t that got us here [Outlawz] Yo, to every
you tell a green field From a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil? Do you think you can tell? And did they get you to trade Your heros for ghosts?
C. Killer! Get your money, get your paper. Elevate like my nigga DMX. Here's a prayer ? God bless playa! [Chorus] [Flesh-n-Bone:] Here go the shit I
from you To go waltzing Mathilda, waltzing Mathilda, You'll go waltzing Mathilda with me I'm an innocent victim of a blinded alley And I'm tired of all these soldiers here
it must belong somewhere I know that now that is why I'm staying here Yeah, I know that now, that is why I'm staying here Leave the secret talks on
Everything must belong somewhere. I know that now, that's why I'm staying here. Yeah I know that now that's why I'm staying here. Leave the secret tops
Even when I throw them deuces you just send it back around [T.I:] Your wrist and fingers glisten Ice cold like Michigan Eh look at what we living in Here
from my physical I got touched by the hot hands of bitter fools Divided and tempted snake bitten by the ridicule Frustration and hate filled my adrenaline I play doctors here
of this world So dark and oh so cold, it's oh so cold, oh so cold, oh [Chorus:] Soon as my flow starts I compose art like the ghost of Mozart Even though
rolled two miles until we hit the spot An old ghost town that everybody forgot A place where they used to smoke chronic a lot Slim grabbed the shotgun [Eminem] Dre, here
two miles until we hit the spot An old ghost town that everybody forgot A place where they used to smoke chronic a lot Slim grabbed the shotgun (Dre here
damn gun slingers I've ever seen Got murdered in cold blood That ol' saloon there was their lil' home away from home They say the ghosts of Bad and Evil
Ghost He's the on that scares me most Ashes to rain you feel no pain. Hell fire burns my conscience. My mind explodes Spine is severed, blood runs cold
