Chasing Ghosts

Ladies and gentlemen, we are gathered here today in remembrance of innocence lost. What are you in this day and age, in this society, without your cash?
Without your scrilla?
I want you to take a second right now and ponder that, while I sing you this song.

So what is it that keeps shorty on the avenue scheming?
Bare foot, broke back with nothing to believe in
It's, the way the diamonds be gleaming
She sees the product of 200 years of opressed dreaming
At 15 her innoncence was stolen with a quickness
But it's an act that makes too many young women victims
Now her mentality is just to stack those chips
For the right price to let you violate her lips
Remembering [...] as a 4 year old
The loving that she never got she's showing him ten-fold
Her devotion to him, it could never be sold
So tonight she'll be out in the cold

See she's chasing them ghosts
The future's looking daunting
We've all been affected by the ghetto haunting
The future's looking daunting
We all live with the presidential haunting

Where cash rules, forgo benevolence
These days it's all about them dead presidents
So even though you got much more than most
You still spend your lifetime chasing them ghosts
Because cash rules, forgo benevolence
These days it's all about them dead presidents
So even though you got much more than most
You still spend your lifetime chasing them ghosts

At 13 he sold his first rock, been hustling ever since
Getting rid of them baggies and destroying the evidence
His conscience, that was a hard one to convince
So Sunday mornings were spent searching for his life's relevance
But Sunday night, it was back to that routine
Back to the street corners, back to them dope fiends
Back to the means of getting the green, pursuing his dreams
But there's more to the story than it would seem
See for this young man, it was more than the wealth
He had a want to be something much bigger than himself
But that want to succeed, would soon turned into greed
That need was fuelled by his hunger

That's why he's chasing ghosts
The future's looking daunting
We've all been affected by the ghetto haunting
The future's looking daunting
We all live with the presidential haunting

Where cash rules, forgo benevolence
These days it's all about them dead presidents
So even though you got much more than most
You still spend your lifetime chasing them ghosts
Because cash rules, forgo benevolence
These days it's all about them dead presidents
So even though you got much more than most
You still spend your lifetime chasing them ghosts