作词 : Tupac Shakur/Marshall Mathers/Mark Jordan/Luis Resto 作曲 : Tupac Shakur/Marshall Mathers/Mark Jordan/Luis Resto "Ghost" The only way, for me to come back, is by Makaveli That’s it! All these ************* stole from me I’m takin back what’s mine Even if I die, I’m gon’ be a ****** problem Do you believe in ghosts, ************? 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 ************, joke Used to find **** 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, count sheep 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 *****’s lullabye On the corner, where the ****** slang they crack And the undercovers jack those that don’t watch they back (Five-OH!) I daydream about the **** 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 *****) Don’t run out of breath Every step could be death ’til you blast And be the last ***** left, then I’ll be ghost Don’t cry, just ask why, and try not to die As I take you through a ghetto *****’s lullabye Don’t cry, just ask why, and try not to die As I take you through a ghetto *****’s lullabye A seven-deuce full of ****** goes by Thought I was trippin the second time they rolled, by Recognized the plates, the faces looked familiar Everybody swear they know the ***** that’s gonna, kill ya Don’t murder me murder me, killa a ***** in his sleep Let me die as I rest in peace, deep Back to these ****** 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 ************ DIE, hope yo’ ass fry, don’t ask why But I let off everything I have An empty clip, hit the ground as a ***** dash On my ass was the ************ cops now Barely breathin tryin to keep from gettin shot down BOO-YAOW is the sound, bullet whizzed by Still runnin like a ***** got nine lives Don’t know why but I’m runnin to my ****** block Took a shot, tired of runnin from the ****** and the cops Time to be a ghost (HEY MAN, COME THE **** 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 *****’s lullabye Don’t cry, just ask why, and try not to die As I take you through a ghetto *****’s lullabye
[00:00.000] 作词 : Tupac Shakur/Marshall Mathers/Mark Jordan/Luis Resto [00:00.000] 作曲 : Tupac Shakur/Marshall Mathers/Mark Jordan/Luis Resto [00:00.00]"Ghost" [00:02.22] The only way, for me to come back, is by Makaveli [00:04.88] That’s it! All these ************* stole from me [00:10.62] I’m takin back what’s mine [00:18.54] Even if I die, I’m gon’ be a ****** problem [00:24.73] Do you believe in ghosts, ************? [00:27.20] Real live black... ghosts [00:36.58] Feel me? [00:39.18] Some say I’m crazy, these punk-ass cops can’t fade me [00:41.18] Mama tried to raise me, but had too many babies [00:43.49] Papa was a ************, joke [00:45.45] Used to find **** in his coat [00:48.16] And nearly choked when he’d tell me not to smoke [00:51.18] Daaamn, don’t get me started [00:52.57] My mama smoked so God damn much [00:54.33] when she was pregnant I’m surprised I ain’t retarded [00:56.10] At night I can’t sleep, count sheep [00:57.74] As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep [01:01.50] Starin at the wall, heard a scream [01:04.60] Wake up in the mornin [01:06.04] See the blood in the hall from the murder scene [01:08.41] Don’t cry, just ask why, and try not to die [01:12.12] As I take you through a ghetto *****’s lullabye [01:14.42] On the corner, where the ****** slang they crack [01:17.18] And the undercovers jack those that don’t watch they back [01:19.73] (Five-OH!) I daydream about the **** world [01:21.67] Take a puff from the blunt and watch the smoke swirl [01:25.73] My mausberg goes BOOM, what’s another plug [01:28.67] Snatchin drugs, pumpin slugs in these other thugs [01:31.68] (GIVE IT UP *****) Don’t run out of breath [01:34.24] Every step could be death ’til you blast [01:36.40] And be the last ***** left, then I’ll be ghost [01:39.90] Don’t cry, just ask why, and try not to die [01:42.84] As I take you through a ghetto *****’s lullabye [01:44.72] Don’t cry, just ask why, and try not to die [01:48.67] As I take you through a ghetto *****’s lullabye [01:51.78] A seven-deuce full of ****** goes by [01:53.73] Thought I was trippin the second time they rolled, by [01:55.80] Recognized the plates, the faces looked familiar [01:58.59] Everybody swear they know the ***** that’s gonna, kill ya [02:02.19] Don’t murder me murder me, killa a ***** in his sleep [02:05.55] Let me die as I rest in peace, deep [02:08.65] Back to these ****** in the seven-deuce [02:10.65] A mac-10 out the window bout to let it loose, what could I do? [02:14.49] Run for cover and return fire [02:16.22] DIE ************ DIE, hope yo’ ass fry, don’t ask why [02:19.61] But I let off everything I have [02:22.72] An empty clip, hit the ground as a ***** dash [02:25.69] On my ass was the ************ cops now [02:28.18] Barely breathin tryin to keep from gettin shot down [02:31.91] BOO-YAOW is the sound, bullet whizzed by [02:35.75] Still runnin like a ***** got nine lives [02:38.62] Don’t know why but I’m runnin to my ****** block [02:41.35] Took a shot, tired of runnin from the ****** and the cops [02:44.85] Time to be a ghost [02:46.78] (HEY MAN, COME THE **** ON!) [02:50.48] And then we’ll be ghost [02:53.10] Don’t cry, just ask why, and try not to die [02:55.15] As I take you through a ghetto *****’s lullabye [02:57.79] Don’t cry, just ask why, and try not to die [03:00.86] As I take you through a ghetto *****’s lullabye
