Текст песни Walk Around - Album Version (Edited) - Ghostface Killah
Get
the
mic
on
I
don't
know
what
happened,
son
I
just
lost
my
mind,
son
It's
like
I
wasn't
strong,
G,
I
couldn't
hold
it
when
I
seen
it
A
nigga
flesh
on
me,
I
can't
really--
I
couldn't
hold
it,
G
I
don't
know,
I'mma,
listen,
no
I
went
like
this,
nigga
I
walk
around
acting
strange,
like
a
man
in
a
daze
People
talking
to
me
and
calling
my
name
But
I
don't
hear
a
word
they
say...
It
was
him,
the
cornerstore
and
a
buttered
roll
The
shit
dropped
when
I
gave
him
two
stomach
holes
One
to
the
face,
he
fell
sideways
I
was
up
close,
so
part
of
his
nose
was
stuck
to
my
padres
Standin'
over
him
shakin',
kid,
screamin'
He
slapped
my
girl,
that's
the
reason
why
I
was
f'in
to
lean
'im
Everything
got
real
slow,
I
ain't
hear
shit,
my
word
At
least
40
seconds,
I
stay
dead
stiff
I
pound
him
with
the
gun
out,
Big
Din
came,
opened
my
hand
Removed
the
gun
and
the
16
spun
out
He
floored
past
90
on
the
BQE
I
threw
up
all
on
his
door,
splashed
his
Gucci
seats
I
couldn't
speak,
I'm
in
a
state
of
shock
About
now
there
should
be
yellow
tape
on
the
block,
a
raid
at
my
spot
Hey,
yo,
I
feel
a
li'l
bugged
out,
insane,
I
lost
my
mind
People
tellin'
me,
Ghost,
you
actin'
mad
strange
See
what
I'm
sayin'?
I
don't
know,
I
just
don't
feel
right
Havin'
flashbacks,
bugged
out,
man,
knahmean?
Nah,
I
don't
wanna
go
to
the
clinic,
I
don't
want
the
hospital,
son
You
know,
I
just
feel
like
I'm
lost,
reality,
man,
y'knahmean?
My
face
feels
numb,
son
Flashbacks
to
me
blowin'
his
brains
out
All
I
remember's
my
shirt,
I
couldn't
get
them
goddamned
stains
out
Oxy
cleans
wheat
'round
the
chest
area
Righthand
side,
I'm
pluckin'
off
li'l
pieces
of
meat
And
my
goons
want
me
to
bounce
to
Tennessee
But
I
said
no,
I
got
these
two
snow-bunnies
in
Venice
Beach
On
the
low,
son,
I
sleep
with
the
hawk,
in
East
New
York
'Round
my
man
Killa'
way
where
all
the
murderers
walk
Manhunt,
police
searches,
swat
ran
in
my
crib
Battering
rams,
early
mornin',
yo,
waking
my
kids
Now
my
aunt
gotta
stay
wit'
my
wiz
She
paranoid,
havin'
anxiety
attacks
'cause
of
these
pigs
Plus
my
connect,
they
goin'
crazy,
they
try'na
slay
me
I
told
'em,
Friday
I'll
have
they
money,
faggots
try'na
play
me
I'll
never
eat
up
out
a
garbage
can
I'll
Larry
Davis
a
cop,
and
if
I
make
it
alive,
it
was
the
Father's
plan
I
ain't
goin'
nowhere,
I
ain't
goin'
nowwhere,
I'm
aight,
I'm
aight
But
I
know
one
thing,
if
anybody
touch
me,
I'm
blowin'
they
head
smooth
off
Cops,
connects,
I
don't
give
a
fuck,
they
gon'
feel
that
Eagle,
they
gon'
feel
that
Desert
They
gon'
feel
that
Bulldog,
y'knahmean?
I
don't
give
a
fuck
Don't
put
me
in
no
mental
clinics,
it
ain't
nothin',
y'knahmean?
If
I
make
it
out
alive,
I
make
it
out
alive,
if
not,
fuck
it
Yo,
I
can't
take
this
shit
no
more,
it's
too
hype
Niggas
thinkin'
I'm
buggin'
out,
I
ain't
buggin'
Y'all
niggaz'd
be
buggin'
out
too
if
you
had
somebody's
flesh
on
you
Motherfuckers,
fuck
ya'll
niggaz,
I
ain't
goin'
crazy
Sleepin'
on
couches
and
shit...
I'm
goin'
back
outside,
fuck
ya'll
niggaz,
man
I
walk
around
acting
strange,
like
a
man
in
a
daze
People
talking
to
me
and
calling
my
name
But
I
don't
hear
a
word
they
say
I
walk
around
acting
strange,
like
a
man
in
a
daze
People
talking
to
me
and
calling
my
name
But
I
don't
hear
a
word
they
say
I
know
my
Mother's
worried
about
me
'Cause
they
might
have
to
put
me
away
at
any
time
'Cause
when
my
baby
packed
up
her
clothes
and
left
me
She
oh!
I
believe
she
took
my
mind...
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