[Intro]
Yeah
You know where I'm from, nigga
Yeah
[Chorus]
I represent a town full of ghosts
Where the sun won't shine through the clouds and the smoke
Just a bunch of dead people, runnin' 'round with no souls
And that's where I was found, you ain't know?
Sit 'em down, tell 'em so, I represent a town full of ghosts
Where the sun won't shine through the clouds and the smoke
Just a bunch of dead people, runnin' 'round with no souls
And that's where I was found, you ain't know?
[Verse 1]
The telephone's glitchy, signal really poor [rеvise ?]
The Devil worе dickies and Lucifer wore Levis
True to the core, something that you would ignore, he lies
Even chicks clutchin' Mac-10, you woulda swore was T-Boz
Speakin' of turnin' left, I, see how slick they talk when you dead
Bring 'em back , y'all would have to shoot at Shakur three times
Who woulda thought, rewind (Back)
It's like you gotta hold a gift to know we coexist, truly it's all designed
By the evil that hate us, consumin' us more each time
We consume it like eatin, our view, it destroys the minds
Homeless and still human, but few will ignore each time
Shit, they were transparent before Bruce went to go and decide (What?)
What his will is, I got a sixth sense and a fifth element, truly it's hard when we die
Roamin' the streets at two in the morning, sleep, why?
Ain't no rest for the wicked, that's who we at war wit', but me? I
Yeah
You know where I'm from, nigga
Yeah
[Chorus]
I represent a town full of ghosts
Where the sun won't shine through the clouds and the smoke
Just a bunch of dead people, runnin' 'round with no souls
And that's where I was found, you ain't know?
Sit 'em down, tell 'em so, I represent a town full of ghosts
Where the sun won't shine through the clouds and the smoke
Just a bunch of dead people, runnin' 'round with no souls
And that's where I was found, you ain't know?
[Verse 1]
The telephone's glitchy, signal really poor [rеvise ?]
The Devil worе dickies and Lucifer wore Levis
True to the core, something that you would ignore, he lies
Even chicks clutchin' Mac-10, you woulda swore was T-Boz
Speakin' of turnin' left, I, see how slick they talk when you dead
Bring 'em back , y'all would have to shoot at Shakur three times
Who woulda thought, rewind (Back)
It's like you gotta hold a gift to know we coexist, truly it's all designed
By the evil that hate us, consumin' us more each time
We consume it like eatin, our view, it destroys the minds
Homeless and still human, but few will ignore each time
Shit, they were transparent before Bruce went to go and decide (What?)
What his will is, I got a sixth sense and a fifth element, truly it's hard when we die
Roamin' the streets at two in the morning, sleep, why?
Ain't no rest for the wicked, that's who we at war wit', but me? I
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