Ghosts Don't Lie

[Pre-Chorus: Deacon the Villain] If you know me very well You know I don’t believe in fairy tales [Chorus: Deacon The Villain] Ghost Don’t Lie Ain’t gon’ tell you twice [Verse 1: Deacon the Villain] Mississippi goddam! Mississippi goddam! Goddam mississippi! Still wavin' that flag! Still wavin' that flag that flag mississippi! Mississippi goddam! Mississippi goddam! Goddam mississippi! Still wavin' that flag! You better take it down quickly! Before niggas make history! That's field niggas house niggas all on sick leave A bunch of black Bill Bixbys In the David Banner roll Incredible Alert medical Some times the truth hurts like whips Or being chained together under ships Sleeping in shit Tell me how hood must we get Remember who started this shit Red, white and blue What can we do just to heal? How can the truth be revealed? We sick from disorder Our social establishments ill Congress put that in a bill Mis-education So full of shit information Ignorance and inflammation Living with cancer If you don't hear but one stanza Don't go to the grave with the answers In God we trust [Chorus] Ghost Don’t Lie Ain’t gon’ tell you twice [Bridge: Deacon the Villain] The game ain’t no fair You bess not go there The shit don’t stop Unless you got gold hair For you there’s no share The shit’s on lock They living without rules Can’t do it without you Ya folk gon’ die Just give it some time I know you out of your mind But ghosts don’t lie [Verse 2: Natti] Are they spooked by the spook who sat by the door With a 44 and a couple duffles of C4 Civil War labeled "a scuffle for free chores" Free uppity niggas wanting to read more Keep 'em happy with less danglin' from sycamore Still hanging outwards in front of the liquor store Cops smokin' blacks like a product of Philip Morris If we ain't got a weapon they'll gladly conceal it for us Equality's a lottery numbers ain't really for us Wish I had a mask and gloves to steal it for us Before they spot our caps and gladly peel them for us Storm troopers on dash cams using the force Of course talk about it on Good Morning America Debate about our death Good mourning, America No wonder race relations are so torn in America Feeling lacerations Skin torn in America [Pre-Chorus] If you know me very well You know I don’t believe in fairy tales [Chorus] Ghost Don’t Lie Ain’t gon’ tell you twice