[Talking]
The only way for me [bad word] back is by Makaveli
That's me
All these [bad word] stole from me
I'm takin' back what's mine

Hahaha
You [bad word] can't stop me
Even if I die I'm gonna be a [bad word]  problem
Do you believe in ghosts, [bad word] 
Real live, black... ghosts
Fear me

[Verse 1]
Some say I'm crazy, these punk [bad word] cops can't fade me
Momma tried to raise me, but had too many babies
Papa was a [bad word]  joke, used to find dope in his coat
And nearly choked when he'd tell me not to smoke [bad word]  don't get me started
My momma smoked so [bad word] much when she was pregnant
I'm surprised I ain't retarded
At night I can't sleep, count deep?
As they pass through the glass of my neighbors, five deep
Starin' at the wall, heard a scream
Wake up in the morning, 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 [bad word] s lullaby
On the corner where the niggas sling they crack
And the undercovers jack, those that don't watch they back
I daydream about the dope world
Take a puff from the blunt and watch the smoke swirl
My Mossberg goes *boom* once another plug
Snatchin' [bad word]  pumpin' slugs in these other thugs (give it up, [bad word]  [bad word] out of breath, every step could be death
Til ya blast and be the last [bad word] left (then I'll be ghost)
 [bad word] 2x]
Don't cry, just ask why
And try not to die as I take you through a ghetto [bad word] s lullaby

[Verse 2]
seven deuce full of niggas goes by
Thought I was trippin' the second time they roll by
Recognize the plates, the faces look familiar
But everybody swear they know the [bad word] that's gonna kill ya
Don't murder me, murder me, kill a [bad word] in his sleep
Let me die as I rest in peace, deep
Back to these niggas in the seven deuce
Mac 10 out the window, 'bout to let it loose
What could I [bad word] for cover and return fire
Die [bad word] die, hope your [bad word] fry, don't ask why
But I let off everything I had
An empty clip hit the ground as a [bad word] dash
On my [bad word] was the [bad word]  cops now
Barely breathin', trying to keep from gettin' shot down
*Boo-cow* was the sound, bullet whiz by [bad word]  like a [bad word] got nine lives
Don't know why, but [bad word]  to my [bad word]  block
Took a shot, tired [bad word]  from the niggas and the cops
Time to be a ghost
 [bad word] 2x]
Don't cry, just ask why
And try not to die as I take you through a ghetto [bad word] s lullaby
 [bad word] the police, [bad word]