Lirieke:
Park Ghost Boy

Innocence is topped not lost just overung And there's times I would forget but I Knew I didn't want to lose you little 9 year olds Where bareskin boys

Museum The Boll Weevil Monument and Cranberry World The Shuffleboard Hall Of Fame, Poodle Dog Rock And The Mecca of Albino Squirrels We've been to ghost towns, theme parks

Polly down the hall Now he ghost, and this crab niggas to blame Gotta [unverified] with his name, Im'a put in his brain But slow down, he's pullin? over, park

so cold, oh Soon as my flow starts, I compose art like the ghost of Mozart Even though they all say that they're real, I know that most aren't Boy,

whitey feel funny [Interlude: Ghostface Killah] Yeah... what's happpening New York City? It's ya boy Ghost in the muthafuckin' house tonight ("Don't fuck with Ghost

Park Kermit had the whip, he did from the Narks They bagged Woody, Shaggy shot dead in his hoodie Tweety did the Bird, "I thaw, I thought I thaw a putty" Ghost

I know what you mean) No matter what I do, they got a nigga Still runnin' from the police (Put them motherfuckin' Nike's on tight and get ghost, y'all

got, got up in the parking lot Nigga, Scott Storch will bang the instrumental South Central here comes the presidential Pull up jump out the low rider A real lyricist nigga fuck a ghost

sound of a finished kiss Like a lip lifted from a lip I took the wrong road 'round A room in a lighthouse near the park The ghosts in the next room