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Andre Nickatina - Ghost Of Fillmoe Lyrics

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  • I like your mind, your body, your soul, your figure
  • Catch ya, hold ya, squeeze you like a trigger
  • Mind full of rap gun powder, it's a habit
  • Shootin' like Elmer Fudd at the screwy rabbit
  • From pennies to nickels, from dimes in the rhyme
  • Get your paint brush and line your design
  • It might be a little bitter on top of Sugar Hill
  • But the ones that got killed say it's real on the field
  • From the sky
  • Ghost of Filmoe, what

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