Lirieke:
Ghost In The Shell

Vertaling: Ghost in the Shell: Stand Alone Komplekse. Reïnkarnasie.

don't you worry 'bout, a damn thang Wid all odds, against us When the guard got me running for the fences Aiming at these henchmen litigate shells I

make it seem easy Queens Day Yo, from the days of encore niggas hung around blocks and corner stores Huggin' gold chains of fantasies rushing the door Niggars from Rochdale, poppin? shells

his cold kennel. Leave the dead starlet on her pedestal. Leave the acid kids in their green fishbowls today. Leave the sad guitar in its hard-shell

print to trace Only evidence I leave is hickies on chicks' face On the corner with the crooked niggas, but yo shit's straight We start war to leave with these seven revolvers Shell

niggas eat and they get fat Chase heads up and down the block and kill rats Skilled with the gats, even feds don't know where the shells at The shell

them D-E-T's had, black, they was rated P.G. Run, I will not give up, no, quick flag the car down Take me to.. Ghost here they come now! Errr! Pull off

easy The walkie talkies them D-E-T's had, black, they was rated P.G Run, I will knock your bug, no, quick flag the car down Take me to, Ghost here they

hell J: HOLIDAY S: And I don't care if I sell, y'all know what I sell J: HOLIDAY S: I use my left hand when I'm loadin the shells J: HOLIDAY S: 'cause