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Ladies and gentlemen, we are gathered here today in remembrance of innocence lost. What are you in this day and age, in this society, without your cash? Without your scrilla? I want you to take a second right now and ponder that, while I sing you this song. So what is it that keeps shorty on the avenue scheming? Bare foot, broke back with nothing to believe in It's, the way the diamonds be gleaming She sees the product of 200 years of opressed dreaming At 15 her innoncence was stolen with a quickness But it's an act that makes too many young women victims Now her mentality is just to stack those chips For the right price to let you violate her lips Remembering [....] as a 4 year old The loving that she never got she's showing him ten-fold Her devotion to him, it could never be sold So tonight she'll be out in the cold See she's chasing them ghosts The future's looking daunting We've all been affected by the ghetto haunting The future's looking daunting We all live with the presidential haunting Where cash rules, forgo benevolence These days it's all about them dead presidents So even though you got much more than most You still spend your lifetime chasing them ghosts Because cash rules, forgo benevolence SongtexteThese days it's all about them dead presidents So even though you got much more than most You still spend your lifetime chasing them ghosts At 13 he sold his first rock, been hustling ever since Getting rid of them baggies and destroying the evidence His conscience, that was a hard one to convince So Sunday mornings were spent searching for his life's relevance But Sunday night, it was back to that routine Back to the street corners, back to them dope fiends Back to the means of getting the green, pursuing his dreams But there's more to the story than it would seem See for this young man, it was more than the wealth He had a want to be something much bigger than himself But that want to succeed, would soon turned into greed That need was fuelled by his hunger That's why he's chasing ghosts The future's looking daunting We've all been affected by the ghetto haunting The future's looking daunting We all live with the presidential haunting Where cash rules, forgo benevolence These days it's all about them dead presidents So even though you got much more than most You still spend your lifetime chasing them ghosts Because cash rules, forgo benevolence These days it's all about them dead presidents So even though you got much more than most You still spend your lifetime chasing them ghosts Aus Songtexte Mania