and an image to keep Brother hardware under the seat On the wall "Bin Laden was here" Turn around and it disappears Soft spring rain and wild skies Wild
out what you do our big brother keeps his eyes on you the terrorists are sharpened up ike lurid visions in the dark they're marauding, raping, running wild
The Father, son and the Holy Ghost Took the last train to the coast They were moving fast, they were raising sand And they were running wild in the Promised
is the magic word to increase their heaped up wealth They stand to stormy waters, the raging wild winds on the sea No walking ghost or nightmare, could
to be Shitting on the one You love if you're afraid of me He's got the wild dog in his eyes He's got a speed ball in his brain Running through the roads
to get in All he wanted was a toy All he needed was a gentle heart To lead him through the dark When his dreams are running wild Boy and the ghost
There are people who are whispering And the rumors are running wild There's a woman who's not married But she's gonna have a child Her name is Mary,
believing Then how come you're not seeing me *Invisible, you keep lookin' through me keep lookin' through me Invisible, I'm not even there I'm not there Fantasy, is running wild
in the visions when you're sleepin' Don't wake up and believe them You're looking at the ghost of me With your immagination And emotions running wild
knew the white boy was wild nice And that I stick the cooker to your ribs like fried rice I got some cousins moving D at a wild price That have the dope
gypsies Falling down from the stairways of June Running wild escaping form the devil Hearing screams in the night Ramble on, searching for tomorrow Facing ghosts
right, c'mon nigga.. [ODB]That's as far as it goes? [Ghost] Sound about to go off on some real live Wu-shit, uh huh [Cappa] W-T-C [RZA] Ghost-FACE! [Ghost
right, c'mon nigga.. [ODB:] That's as far as it goes? [Ghost:] Sound about to go off on some real live Wu-shit, uh huh [Cappa:] W-T-C [RZA:] Ghost-FACE! [Ghost
Da God) [Intro: Ghostface Killah] Yeah... what's happpening New York City? It's ya boy Ghost in the muthafuckin' house tonight ("Don't fuck with Ghost
you close We'll glide like ghosts On the starry water Tthe dogs are running wild The dogs are running wild The dogs are running wild The dogs are running Dogs are running wild
to get in all he wanted was a toy all he needed was a gentle heart to lead him through the dark when his dreams are running wild boy and the ghost fire
In the visions when you're sleepin' Don't wake up and believe them You're looking at the ghost of me With your imagination and emotions running wild
's traded every tomorrow And now all those moments are so far away Ghosts haunt each word she would say As she walks among the decay She had oscar wilde