Manche Leute sagen es gibt Gespenster Manche sagen es gibt keine Gespenster Wee whoo Out of my prison through the mirror into the light Out of my
puff Black's Some Newports Tap tap Too Short, even chop New York If it ain't screwed up, I don't wanna hear it! Lac on pancake, while I'm pourin' up the
ain't legitimate I'm making music, you don't see me as an instrument And it takes true skills to get on me and be ripping it Nobody sees my contribution, they ain't
dead. [Velma, Girls] They had it coming They had it coming They had it coming all along. I didn't do it/ She does not do it But if I'd done it (she