1.Apollo Kids
Uh-huh, uh-huh, motherfucker, uh-huh
Yeah, i see that, i see that
All y'all fake motherfuckers up in the joint, huh？
Stealin my light, huh？ watch me, duke, watch me
Yo, check these up top murderous
Snowy in the bezzle as the cloud merges
F.b.i. try and want word with this
Kid who punked out bust a shot uip in the becon
Catch me in the corner not speakin
Crushed out heavenly, u.g. rock the sweet daddy long fox minks
Chicken and brocolli, wally's look stinky
With his man straight from raleigh durham, he recognized kojak
I slapped him five, masta killa cracked his tiny form
E'rybody break bread, huddle around
Guzzle that, i'm about to throw a hand in your bag
Since the face been revealed, game got real
Radio been gassin niggaz, my imposters scream they ill
I'm the inventor, '86 rhymin at the center
Debut '93 lp told you to enter
Punk faggot niggaz stealin my light
Crawl up in the bed with grandma,
Beneath the la-z-boy where ya hid ya knife
Ghost is back, stretch cadillacs, fruit cocktails
Hit the shells at paul's pastry rack
Walk with me like darthy tried to judge these
Plush degrees, said the cow, wrap the fees
Gettin waxed all through the drive-thru
Take the stand, throw my hand all on the bible
And tell lies too, i'm the ultimate
Splash the wolverine razor sharp ring, dolomite
Student in role holdin it
Aiyyo, this rappin's like ziti, facin me real tv
Crash at high-speeds, strawberry, kiwi
As we approach, yo herb, the gods bail
These staten island ferryboat cats bail
Fresh cellies, 50 thief up in the city
We banned for life, apollo kids live to spit the real
A pair of bright phat yellow air max
Hit the racks, stack 'em up son, $20 off no tax
Street merchant tucked in the cloud, stay splurgin
Rock a eagle head, 6-inch height was the bird
Monday night dallas verse jets, dudes slid in with one hand
Two culture-ciphers, one bag of wet
Heavy rain fucked my kicks up
Wasn't lookin, splashed in the puddle
Bitch laughin, first thought was beat the bitch up
Mossied off gracefully, new york's most wanted tee-ball hawk
Seen the yellow brick road, lust of pastries
Same ghostface, holy in the mind
Last scene： manhatten chase
We drew the six-eight digit in the briefcase
Rawness, title is hell-bound
Quick to reload around faces, surround look astound
We split a fair one, poker nose money
Gin rummy with glare, spot the lame, bit his ear
Yo, you taste a tea-spoon, 300 goons, stash baloons
Locked in lab rooms, hit with glock, stashed in grant's tomb
Clocked him like a patient, his stock's full, hustle invasion
Knowin now, we cocked a block off, the chain tri-color
Freezin in valor, ice-sicle galore
Gas station light gleamin on the wall
Cop wiseguy jams, james bond vans
Niggaz flipped timbs, rock boats under water, watch clams
Pose at the stand-off, mad timid
Hopin that the gun fall, guess him like lottery balls, yo
2.Buck 50
Who i'm is？ the phenom, them niggaz can't live
Who i'm is？ we ain't got shit, somethin got to give
Y'all done flipped y'all wig, blacked out the crib
Die and live for my nigs and my bad-ass kids, freeze
＊sniff＊ lookin at your ice like geez!
I'm plottin on the mousetrap, about to snatch the cheese
I heard y'all kids is bout that, psychotherapy
You buggin where the couch at？ wu, til they bury me
Never tell a lie, like george with the cherry tree
Now it's cherry pie - if it's not broke, let it be
Ain't nuttin nice in - new york
Stick you for your cake and your icing
That tough talk？ don't mean nuttin when you're up north
So keep them hands where i can see em like you want freedom
You know that saying - if you can't join 'em, beat 'em
And push your way in
We ain't acrobats but we flip on occasion
Pick the pace up, pants saggin pull your waist up
Niggaz rentin slums usually jacob, fool!
You're like, ＂dude! i don't like your fuckin attitude
Frontin on my clan from the stat' when we ain't mad at you＂
Yo, yo
Starks flippin cheesyface measly paced ofays
Ghostface, jump out the window for a little taste
The joopy look, my main bitches call me lazy
Educated birds say, ＂ghost you so crazy!＂
.. ＂there's no love to be found＂
Cappa' slide through with the ghost
Post up like paint on walls
Drip jewels, big heat
Ruffle inside the bubblegoose
It's the odd couple
Hollow points follow you home, staten island
Playin with the big toys that make noise
Echo in the hall, a scared voice
Niggaz start to act choice, but duncan hines
Didn't know betty crocker had them two nines
Made the club moist, shattered the windows
Dustheads runnin (yo)
The rap kingpin bust the black jesus is comin
Yo
The words you talk, that'll be the words you walk
Body you in the bed where the nurses are
Put your vein out, watch me insert the dart
Til it plagues from bricks to the persian gulf
Light circuits off, thirty-third of my brain is off
That explains why my language off
My gun aim and cough, y'all ain't trained to brawl
Y'all more like in trainin bras
Wet behind the ear, you're not prepared
For the project flow, with extra stairs
I pass out a vest to wear (bullets, flyin)
Yo, the hard wire, startin barn fires
Pullin mad, so you know it's me
And your weed got more seeds than odb
Can't smoke witcha, watch ghost tie rope to ya
Def and wu will open ya
.. eat a dick like (huh)
Baby shake your shit, girl you're thick like (huh)
Gettin rich like ..
.. ＂there's no love to be found＂
Word.. it's me y'all..
We in two-six's flirtin with bitches
Dime plus takin pictures, how you doin baby？ my name ghost
Don't get caught up in my chains, or the way that i speak
Seek intelligence, slickest nigga goin since ＂grease＂
Check out the grays on the side of my waves
I grew those on riker's island
Stretched out, balled up in the caves
Pull a boot out on jimmy jam, text takes jam
Silky texture, jordan jumped up like clyde drexler
All up in the parrot, nose numb, real as they come
Biggie's versace's, snow white rabbit
Hands is like photographic magic, funeral love
Movin when we hug, don't make it a habit
Hit the gym for two weeks, come back all chiseled
Elbows unique now, meet the new me
Ghettofabulous, ton' atlas
Zulu nation in the 80's in front of macy's
I start my own chapters
Tyco nightglow velvet pose, special effects
High-tech armors merc you at the shows
Supercalifragalisticexpialidocious
Dociousaliexpifragalisticcalisuper
Cancun, catch me in the room, eatin grouper..
Shoe fly shoo, wally don clark crew
Fuck y'all wanna do？ crack a brew, smoke an l or two
And flip like (huh)
Killin for the whole click is sick like (huh)
You and your stank bitch eat a dick like (huh)
Baby shake your shit, girl you're thick like (huh)
Gettin rich like (huh) yeah..
.. ＂there's no love to be found＂
3.Cherchez Laghost
Tommy mattola, lives on the road
He lost his lady, two months ago
Maybe he'll find her, maybe he won't
Oh wonder that love
Brothers try to pass me, but none could match me
No girl can freak me, i'm just too nasty
Lost on the dance floors, i attack y'all
Snuck through the back door, guess who they saw？
Goldie and ghost, black african rose
Star-studded low lenses, plus the mural was dope
Airbrush w-b's, stop!
(shake your body, body)
And cop a couple of these
(she's a hottie, hottie)
Scottfree and chauncey, very upset
They're sick and tired of living in debt
Tired of roaches and tired of rats
I know they are over
One in the head, i'm fed, this is how we doin,
Put a ruff ryder on my dick, bust right through 'em
Come out your shirt, insert the party rhyme
Fine dr. bizerk, bicardi lime
We passin it, takes the shake your calvin klein
Before the floor gets moist, taste and follow mine
Swallow nine, model dimes from bahamas
Slim doo-doo makers stuffed inside pajamas
They'll take all your rhymes with a colgate smile, hey baby
They'll love you one second, then hate you the next
Oh ain't it crazy baby, yeah
Tony's his name, the undefeated champion, whoa, yeah
(blow 'em down god)
Now he's alone, he's just the king of his throne
(yeah, aha)
Always will be my friend, ghostface killah
(truly yours, peace boo)
4.Child's Play
Pretty little sally sat up by the tree trunk
White miniskirt with a betty boom bum
She had a ass like deborah cox, face like lauryn
Waist like a coke bottles scoring
Pretty young thing loved the swings
And times she got my ding-a-ling hard
When she said push hard, she kept vaseline
Open as she swung back, couldn't help her dress blue back
Now held accountable right for my actions
Right before the wallabee champ was rockin wallows
Drawin crads, sent her rap message through a bottle
Lines from dolomite, few tips from goines
Birthday, gave her two 50 cent coins
Puppy love, gorgeous face, amazed by lip gloss
Cherry cent, when the princess spoked yo it bounched off
Mole like marilyn monroe, threw a rose in her mouth
Wherever god go will be mrs. coke
Girl's so pretty, kids with little niddys
Hope the years go slow, slow
Surrounded by intelligence, life through education
Healthy minds will grow, grow
Catch me on a bus-stop, dustin, cursin out
The cops are still coming, vibe with me
Everybody's talking about wu-tang fronting
But you still telling lies to me
Beautiful in lightshows, having no intentions on love
But having strung eyes of oppose, here we go
It's not the way she bubbed the gum, shooked her ass
I'm not the one, double dus, waiting for the bus
The faggot nore son, now year later
Lady 7th floor, building 7-80
Fancy fox, booties for her socks, nothing else can change me
Young nefertiti, knowledge seed with no jewelry on
Tahitian fresh berry tree, she's a capricorn
I really liked the girl, had dreams about her
Thinking to myself some nights she got (＂powered＂)
But hating, was shinene and grace and key-lolo
Trick bitches jumped my boo at the school a few years ago
Hit me, you hit me, grace got the last hit
Eh yo, the bitches started swinging and shit
So i jumped in
Those were the days, made faces in school plays
Paper trays, city wide test, made half a days
Shooting puppy water, might hump the pillow, dick a inch taller
Stapleton bum nigga, i pop a cherry for her
Fresh air fun, here's dunn, alphabets, berets
Jellies, bubble yum, soda tongue, too young to cum
Then engage him with them candy rings
Eh yo, i hit that shit, got jealous when she kissed rob
I broked her chicko's sticks
Guys and girls, y'all remember those days, and shit
Girls walk around in school, one ponytail with the beret
Next looking like baby powder, youknowhatimean？
Those were the days right there
Boston baked beans, girls come to school with mad candy
Youknowhatimean？ you'd just come in school for half days, and
all that
Just to see that little girl right there, ？ to this
Go home and think about it, youknowhatimean？
May hump the bed sometimes on her, youknowhatimean？
Word, those days man, those, those were the good old days right
there g
That shit was fun, lunchroom, see in the lunchroom,
youknowhatimean？
Might get a little, go to the g.o. store or something,
youknowhatimean？
Word, buy a little chocolate, a little shake or something,
youknowhatimean？
A little buttercrunch joints or something, youknowhatimean？
That's that real shit, g i miss those shits, man
I wanna go back to school, man
That's my word, man
For real y'all, those were, those were the... goddamn y'all, you
remember...
5.Ghost Deini
＂in an enemy land...＂
＂ack, just by destroying starks enterprises,
We could cripple their national defence.
So, you professor finkle, the world's greatest
Expert on electricity must devise the destruction
Of starks' mighty guardian, ironman.＂
Yo, summer time holdin the 9, split the vega in half
Jeeps rumble and my dogs puff grass
Bank stoppin, high-derox hydrolic
Kid with the most knowledge will obtain to touch top dollars
Hold me down, hand me my cake, dusty, bake, activate
Fuck your corny debates
I'm like cake or maybe like $10,000 rabbits
The kid walked thru, switch up his accent ＂now i'm from paris＂
Cash the bill, frozen element, seagal
Signs from the most high causes me to break them all
How the fuck was y'all niggas thinkin？ you think i fell off the
ledge？
The legendary ghost deini might be dead？
Never, impossible, pull out black burners like tonsils
To gallants, hit 'em if we go to
Bustin at y'all niggas daily
Wall-to-wall, hawkins
Suckin your teeth cuz god chain-talkin
Like ghostface this, ghostface that
Ghost sold crack, now his revelations spoken thru rap
Valored down like the sheik of iran
Gasoline cream wrapped in hospital bands
Model vans, michael davis, it's me against housin
Extraordinary pro-black, sold god creations to control thousands
Catch me at the flicks, apollo rap fredick douglas
You know what？ eh yo, fuck this
Eh yo, how can i move the crowd？
First of all, ain't no mistakes allowed
Here's the instructions, put it together
It's simple ain't it？ well, quite clever
＊singing＊
Marvin, marvin, you were a friend of mine
You stood for somethin, ugh
Tupac, biggie, ohh how we miss you so
We want y'all both to know
We really love you so
Eh yo, i'm gucci down
Wally boot, jamaican hat, long 4-pound
Ask niggas how i get down
Don't speak much, deluxe plush
Imaginations holdin all like willie hutch
You might've bumped into me on the riker's bus
Weed in my teeths, jem in my beauty sleep, sleeve
Dead serious, knowledge by 2% triple geese
Come on, we juggle mic's
We come on all the amps, advance the final
Show these niggas how the way we dance
Hot night, jamaica
Came thru in a boger green '68 pacer
Had mad paper, high as a fuck
Truck, 2 rappers got stuck that night
I ain't sayin no names, they know who, thank you for the change
Outdoor event, new year's eve, cali weed
30 seconds till we tear and decease
Quick, call all my seeds dipped in the crowd
The hoe spotted me, knew not to call my name out
He walked off softly, we exactly
Formed like christ and the disciples
Black fatigues, leathal-faced dunnie, he held the rifle
We had the whole shit shook, you favorite rapper's droppin they
drinks
On the low, tuckin they links, we made 80 off the books
It's like '86, magic johnson, no disrespect
My metaphors'll keep out the projects
Rap connects'll keep me correct
Eh yo, i wrote this on donnie roof
After his funeral, on one knee
Thinkin his killer's followin me
So to my nigga donnie, up there
Can you please tell god that we fucked up here？
We got beer, weed, guns, aids
All these obsticles, it's hard to make it nowadays
Watch the devil in it, some say it's our fault
If that's the answer, you know smokin can cause cancer
Let me drop a bracelet, leave a chain behind
My tape stay at the beginnin cuz that's how they rewind
Y'all know how we dine, we don't eat swine, and we don't drink
wine
If you don't bring me some motherfuckin cognac, i kill you
I can't feel you
Ain't in my senses, and you ain't in my dollars
I fuck with rockwilders, no leashes, no collars
Brolic scholars, that's ghost deini!
6.Malcolm
Ayo
I'm like malcolm out the window with the joint
Hoodied up blood in my eye , a lead to fly
Like fuck it (2 gunshots) , look how these niggas duck shit
One kid hollerin what lookin up , he the big wig
Fake ass cat , low life , sodomize mind
Beatin niggas , big bricks of bread sellin mad dimes
His feet hurt , networkin he get no work
Yo smack him where his hand hurt , fuck what he worth
Yo he sucked his thumb smooth for the kid laced with the big
guns
Stain to my baltimore niggas that he on the run
Plus he ill in the drums , heartburn for life , calcium man
Watch him grab the tums , he's a front
Pigeon totalist sister with the fat ass
Show hash behind up the block plus he smashed her
Big bub did him somethin deadly , act premedidtated
Buck 60 strike was the medley
Nice like van halen , seen him at the tunnel with his skin
peelin
Did two days thought he was jailin
You get close , look at his hands
That's the same kid that cut his wrists , talkin bout the cuffs
did it
He ran away , frontin majorly , eyes like sammy davis jr.
Rounded off with a fade g , he sport the bob hope classics
Ran down asics , kmart , the short sleeve shit be the basics
He eat hams shitted on himself twice , big hatted jews
Rushed the nigga out in crown heights
Chorus：
Yo let me tell you how the game go
We gettin rid of all the prostitutes
Tony wants the streets back fo sho
Too many hustlers , too many thieves
We're fuckin up who's willin to fight and teach the c's
Too much tv , guns and robberies
Lust and greed and hate the 4 devils jealousy
Yo i champunch mase in his face over some bullshit
The other night they kidnapped his brother pokin it with knives
It's rainin , 85 degrees kinda muggy
One of the nights they thrown in his face it's real ugly
Yo we up in jonesy's posin , all these niggas know me
＞from fuckin wit , under theses niggas heavy parolees
Yo we played the speaker
And from a distance we could see these chains
The p slayed , flat on his chest , was two plains
Ashy hands yo , no need for rings at all
He just cracked the v8 backed up , leaned against the wall
Lookin flower , he just came home , he on like a fuck
Did a dime for holdin up the gods up in the armored truck
Ten years later son 280 on the weight tip
He throwin up six plates plus he studied matrix
He's a wally horse shout it out sweatin through his valor
Cock-eyed nigga back up his neck he had shores
Sammy eagerly rode up on him , taxi off the turkey with the
joint
On him
Flower look his man stood up before him
The bitches hit the table , jah king stripped off his cables
Shots went off , sam'll get a chance to make his debut
Flower grabbed tiff his man with the sideburns , hat fell off
We nerd his wigworms , he hid behind rich
See allah hit the light switch , young girls were trampled
In the measured pool , pistol with mase , and broke the handle
Desperate crawlin to the door on all fours
Shim kicked the jukebox the theme song rode in was ＂it's yours＂
Oh my goodness , ba grabbed the mo bottle thrashin
He layin like a gay models shoutin out sebastian
He smiled with his teeth missin begging for mercy
No more god , the 68 thousand down a pair of three
Out came the cannon , whistled out zaggin
Cham snatched his flag four big rocks enter the dragon
It's over , another story told
Lyin with the snakes , tongue kissin cobras
Chorus
7.Mighty Healthy
Intro：
-my god, so they are killers.
I've heard lots of people say once a man's a killer, they just
keep
On killing and killing; they sort of develop a taste for blood.
-yeah, that's right. they kill one man, or kill ten,
It's all the same (yes). after all, (indecipherable)
Verse 1：
Both hands clusty, chillin' wit my man rusty low down
Blew off the burner kinda dusty
The world can't touch ghost, purple tape rae co-host
Monty hall expo, intellect you red pro
Son triflin fuck, wildflower on the cyclin
Pick up the brew thought i was michael an'
Mics are writin' pool, now, i'm into iron duals
Turn-ons the earth's whoopee, she out of law school
In hale break beats of hell a-alikes propel parallel
Duracell night, you flash a burnt cell
Snap out of candyland, kids the old rumor is
Blacks become immune to shit, we never did like
Eati' dead birds chose the pharmacy over herbs
Men marryin men, ill they got the herbs pulsar
Scissor hand wig vanished in the winter
Livin' off land you god damn right i fuck fans king me
Check checkmate props like the micro chip founder
Neck to neck stocks with bill gates now
Chorus：
When we hug these mics we get busy
Come and have a good time with g-o-d
Make you snap your fingers or wiggle
Scream, shout, laugh and just giggle
Shake that body, party that body
Don't fuck with ghost you'll feel sorry
That's word, i'm not the herb
Understand what i'm sayin' (echo)
Verse 2：
Hit mics like ted koppel, rifle expert
Let off the eiffel, burn a flag in the grass it's spiteful
Ringleader set it off, rap derek jeter
Culprit, prince of the game wish you could see us
We lay low glitter wax full bangles
Priceless rolls, lay around the god get tangled
Woolly hair, eyes firey red, feet made of brass
Twelve men, following me, it be the god staff
Move, every script's like miramax
Smash the big boy totalled it, will shot fear effects
Son beamin' wifee on the beach, sippin' zima
Wu 'binos, to latinos, we bust selena
Over night, god schedules, fed ex
Pretty soloette velvet nice dna scroll genetics
Too hot, to handle one thought scramblin the mandolin
Hundred game wilt chamberlain, smack em, say when
He rollin up, face wrinkled up, hands is on his nuts
Yo kid stop frontin' on the ground before you get touched
It's canada dry sess, obsessed with allah's sun
We want rye, we want it so bad we might cry
-what we do, depends on breath control, so it's the first thing
you must
Learn. fortunately it's easy. you'll soon learn.
- my god so they are killers
- killing and killing, they sort of develop a taste for blood
8.Nutmeg
Yeah.. whassup y'all, whassup？
This is ghostface, straight from staten island
You know.. i don't really mean no harm..
But it just happens you know
When i step approach a motherfuckin wack nigga..
That tryin to spit his darts and can't spit 'em
Check it out though.. aiyyo..
Scientific, my hand kissed it
Robotic let's think optimistic
You probably missed it, watch me dolly dick it
Scotty watty cop it to me, big microphone hippie
Hit poughkepsie crispy chicken verbs throw up a stone richie
Chop the o, sprinkle a lil' snow inside a optimo
Swing the john mcenroe, rap rock'n'roll
Tidy bowl, gung-ho pro, starsky with the gumsole
Hit the rump slow, parole kids, live rapunzel
But ton' stizzy really high, the vivid laser eye guide
Jump in the harley ride, clarks i freak a lemon pie
I'm bout it, bout it - lord forgive me, ms. sally shouted
Tracey got shot in the face, my house was overcrowded
You fake cats done heard it first
On how i shitted on your turf
At times, cuban link verse yo
Check out the rap kingpin, summertime fine jewelry drippin
Face in the box, i seen your ear twitchin
As soon as i drove off, cap' came to me with three sawed-offs
Give one to rae', let's season they broth
Lightning rod fever heaters, knock-kneeder sheeba for hiva
Diva got rocked from the receiver bleeder
Portfolio, lookin fancy in the pantry
My man got bigger dimes son, your shit is scampi
Base that, throw what's in your mouth, don't waste that
See ghost lampin in the throne with king tut hat
Straight off
Yeah.. yeah..
I just wan't y'all niggaz
To smack all y'all niggaz, and niggarettes
Universal death threats, yeah
This be the god body, yeah no doubt
Judge wise
Aiyyo spiced out calvin coolidge, loungin with 7 duelers
The great adventures of slick, lickin with 6 rugers
Rock those, big boy bulotti's out of woodridge
Porch for the biggest beer, season giraffe ribs
Rotissiere ropes, hickory scented mint scented glaze
Perfected find truth within self, let's smoke
All hail to my hands, 50 thou' appraisal
Dirty nose with the nasal drip, click flipped on fam
Dancin with blanch and them bitches, flickin goose pictures
Kick down the ace of spades, snatch jack riches
Olsive compulsive lies flies with my name on it
Dick made the cover now count, how many veins on it
Scooby snack jurassic plastic gas booby trap
Ten years workin for me, you wanna tap shit？
Bung bung bung! your bell went rung rung rung!
Staple-land's where the ambulance don't come
Yeah, you see what i mean？
You see what i mean, you motherfuckin crybabies？
Get in line punk! you should be studyin your odds
Instead of studyin me!
That's how you lost your first job punk
Now get in line, for you get your lil' thick-ass tossed up!
Shit! i studied under bruce lee nigga
He was on the fourth, i was on the third
Pass me a honey-dipped spliff, black mental cause continental
drift
One whiff of pow u gets my divine stiff
Brick rock, late night, hear the tick tock of my clock
I used to run up and pick, a crab lock
Hit his stash, dip back, to the lab, make him flip
Uptown, boo-doop, now we back on your ass
Incognito, fatal aikido blow, pop a needle
Dick a knock-knee hoe, bust out her fetal
Nine inch long strong, bobby pop the bitch thongs
Spit on her, then i banged on my chest like kong king
Merciless meng, point the killa bee sting
Ring dings, right through your head bing
Snap the wing off of bats, my battleaxe tongue hacks tracks
Once the ball drop, i'ma snatch ten jacks
Pass the crack to a niggarette, puff a looseleaf cigarette
While your man search the internet for +bob digitech in stereo+
Crazy as shapiro
Multiply myself ten times standin next to zero
And snap my fingers like the fonz
And bag me a golden bronze skinned girl with the honey blonde
Dip hair, make a nigga flip in his chair
Had the armpit shaved off perfect with the nair
Stomach fat as a pancake for her man's sake
Used to fuck her when she menestraute
But it made her hyperventilate
Brooklyn!
I know, i know, i know, i know
Queens!
I know, i know, i know, i know
Shaolin!
I know, i know, i know, i know
I know, i know, i know, i know, i know
Bronx!
I know, i know, i know, i know
Jersey!
I know, i know, i know
Long island!
I know, i know, i know, i know
I know, i know, i know, break it down!
9.One
Yo, yeah {＂new ghostface!＂}
Yeah, to glorious days {＂one＂}
Yeah god, check it out y'all
We back, yes yes y'all {＂one＂}
(fake roller derbies)
Yeah, masked avengers
We're here to sharpen your sword {＂one＂}
All praises due to t.m.f., wu-tang clan
Scream on it, ghost
Eh yo, we at the weedgate, waitin for jake
We want eight ravioli bags, two thirsty villians yelling belly
aches {＂one＂}
Heavyweight rhyme writers hittin the grass
Stash the right bitch, pull out his kite from this white bitch
{＂one＂}
Talkin bout, ＂dear ghost, you the only nigga i know
Like when the cops come, you never hide your toast＂ {＂one＂}
Guests started mashing, cvl, ice water battlion
Past tense place to gold caskets {＂one＂}
Dru hill bitches, specialist loungin at the mosk
Suede cufy, rabbi come dig up a dentist {＂one＂}
Rhymes is made of garlic, never in the target
When the narc's hit, rumor is you might start to spit {＂one＂}
You nice lord, sweet daddy grace, wind lifted
On the dancefloor, mangos is free followed by ghost {＂one＂}
Dug behind monument cakes, we never half-baked
Alaskan, cess-capade, pushin new court dates {＂one＂}
Trauma, hands is like candy canes, lay my balls on ice
Branches in my weed be the vein {＂one＂}
Swimsuit issue, darts sent truly from the heart, boo, i miss you
See that he rock a wrist, dude {＂one＂}
Moder-en slave god, graveyard spells, fog your goggles
Layin like needles in the hospital {＂one＂}
Five steps to concer, ax vernon debt, big ass whistle
Ziploc your ear, here thistle {＂one＂}
To my real bitches take your draws off
To all my high niggas, snatch her skirt off {＂one＂}
Just in case she wanna play, get up in that bitch face
And tell her ghost said, ＂take your clothes off!＂ {＂one＂}
Eh yo, the devil planted fear inside the black babies
Fifty cent sodas in the hood, they goin crazy {＂one＂}
Dead meat placed on the shelves, we eat cold cuts
Fast from the heart y'all, and grow up {＂one＂}
Eh yo, crash thru, break the glass, tony with the goalie mask
That's the pass, heavy ice rollin, layin on the grass {＂one＂}
Love the grass, colliflower hurtin when i dumped the trash
Sour mad surgeon, every glass up at the wally bash {＂one＂}
Sun splash, autographed lesson with your name slashed
Backdraft, four powders, screamin with the pearly hats {＂one＂}
Children fix the contrast as the sound clashes
Misses dash, sprinkle wit her icsicle eye lashes {＂one＂}
Ask coward pendergrass for backstage passes
Special guest, no more johnny blaze, johnny mattress {＂one＂}
Acrobat, run up on that love jones actress
Distract that cat while i'm hot sugar get a crack at this
{＂one＂}
Dickin down oprah, jump rope, david think he's rasta
Black man, dc hit to mocha {＂one＂}
Two tangerine sofa, two super soakers in the rover
Hit the sport's bar, tell a young lady to bend over {＂one＂}
Meditated yoga, powder ball, dancin with the vulture
Pastor troy layin for travolta {＂one＂}
Yo, switch the lingo, five-nine-seventy
God glow, seven-fifteen, fall be heavenly {＂one＂}
Eh yo, the devil planted fear inside the black babies
Fifty cent sodas in the hood, they goin crazy {＂one＂}
Dead meat placed on the shelves, we eat cold cuts
Fast from the heart y'all, and grow up {＂one＂}
Eh yo, wu-tang clan, t.m.f. in the motherfuckin joint
We all connect as {＂one＂}
(aw shit, baby) straight up and down y'all
(staple-town, y'all) yo, how many girls you gotta fuck, yo？
{＂one＂}
(ah-hah, knowi'msayin？ trey-mack, what？)
How many nuts you might bust？ {＂one＂}
Haha, straight up and down
{＂one＂}
(how many shots？) {＂one＂}
{＂one＂}
(that's it) word up
How many cakes we bake, y'all？ {＂one＂}
(yo, yo, yo) {＂one＂}
(aw shit, haha) ＜...at a time, nigga？＞ {＂one＂}
{＂one＂}
10.Saturday Nite
Yo..
Saturday night, uptown
Ridin past kansas fried chicken
What's poppin kid？ we in the mix
It's chilly 40 below
Gate's closed gotta catch dr. j's
Blowin my hand, rub on my nose
Tap the glass, stop frontin duke, fresh pair of jeans
Look i got loot, eleven in the bass boots
Heard a screech pull up, these jakes flashed me 5 pictures
One had my man's mug, semi stepped brother hugs
You asked the wrong guy son
I'm from melina, yeah we know mr. coles
Flew in two days ago to see his fam'
But we been watchin you, crazily
The whole staten island shittin on you
Wisdom bird's pregnant out in baisley
Hold up snow in your ear, fresh baldie tried to change up
Not trunk today, still lookin fly, still slammed up hung
Your mom pop in your trunk, slow your pace
Starks fixed your face, copped out the 6, five years probat'
You dealin with a lot of science, motherfucker we're watchin you
Make me wanna lick shots at you
You disgust me, screwin me down, grab my gun
Go 'head bust me, heard you hate jake that's what it must be
Hands behind your back, spread your legs
Just found a roach in your tray
It's not mine fucker, what i said
You met the 13th nigga
A multimillion dollar operation is based upon it yo
Where in the hell's the rza？
He's sellin mics, wildest joints
Special made to go up in your hand and which went out on point
Switched to the next scene, i'm at the crib buggin out
On how po' live, hatin plus harassin the kid
Park the truck in the double face garage
Dial 1-900-raekwon, tell the god shit's mega
Reel flashin me on bet, planet groove, rap city news
Naacp committees.. {＊abruptly ends＊}
11.Stay True
Oh yeah, motherfucker
It's real
Y'all niggas hold your guns
Throw your guns down, put 'em down
Yo, we in the fields with heat
You fake niggas eat kid meals to meat
We street referees, we rock
Jean jackets, thick shirts over turtlenecks
Certified doctors in hoods'll steal all your techs
But wait, roll cameras, babyface money blowin like beach nut
Call off the mutts, it's me again
Ghost, your host this evenin
(ladies and gents i'd like to thank you all for comin out
tonite)
Tucks tight, all sharp, light up a bark, let's mingle
Fetch me a remy martin on diamonds
Flair-laided gucci joints, i never wore
I might give 'em to my brother-in-law
Fitzpatrick, ribs battered, worth more than egyptian marrows
Borrow the god jewels, gucci goggles
That's how the god do, motown twenty-five
My office like smokey's voice, little moist, but choice
We guzzle dom's, smoke the scratchy throats
Live on the edge, bracelets, shades and classy coats
Jungle in the club, we play colombo
Frost eat a snowman, frozen as the milky way
Ice on the floor, el-producto in the sleeve
In the seam of his mink, he said ＂don't drink＂
Think before he talked, he walked like he ordered
Champ room down in vegas, vendin machines
I sip alize' compliments of e＆j
Chorus： 60 second assassin ＊singing＊ (ghostface) x2
The streets is rough out here
Crack game came and had us years
What is a man to do？ (brother)
(stay true, stay true)
12.The Grain
Do you wanna see it？
Do you wanna see it？
I'm gonna do it for ya
I'm gonna do it for ya
I'm gonna do it for ya
I'm gonna do it for ya
New ghostface!
Yo deep in the trenches
Wig, young black green beret
Chrome laser guns blazing at spades
Wallabies, cherry noose, kool-aid
10 niggas call it tai-chi
Black blades, one hundred dollar seats
Hold up, we at the opera
Queen elizabeth rub on my leg
Had ketchup on her dress from a whopper
Chunky ass necklace
Must be her birthstone
John paul cop the biggest stones outta rome
Told ya eyes up on her prince
Fucking with diana
Two rows across, dirty giving hickeys to vianna white
Fingering pamela lee
We on the balcony
Dare one of ya'll to malcolm x me
Somebody might catch a kennedy
Yo let me adjust my lens
Through these binoculars
I paid 5 g's sliding off like kid vitamin
Viking
Patriot of broad street
Bet you think i'm laying like a hyphen
Tony starks make the narc's dogs bark
With the benz parked
Up against the boulevard
Starks had the bone sparked
One cop tapped the window glass
Like a cymbal crash,
＂what the fuck son! you trying to break glass？＂
He flashed his badge,
＂license and registrations＂
At that moment
His fat partner started chasin'
Chicken heads they was racing wit' they hearts pacin'
For snatching gold
Trying' to dip into the god's basement
Our location
Lead steel shed spread
Cracked shorty head
Left sweetie there for dead
Ghetto poodles
Fingers sticky from cheese doodles
Starving' for a 50 cent bag of oodles and noodles
Neighborhood sick wit' it
Clinton 'bout to cut wic
Maybe one ya'll rich rap niggas need to politic
Reach for the sky
They throw bleach in your eye
Don't teach you why
You be keeping 'em high
Dipped like an oreo cookie
In cold milk, bold silk
Gold-filled cap, wu wear hat,
Low tilt
True islamic
We speak verbal rhyme phonics
Why ya'll trying to change this hip hop to technotronics？
Don't go against the grain (the grain)
Don't go against the grain (the grain)
Don't go against the grain (the grain)
Girl!
Because of you i'm hurting
Within my within my heart
I know it's not right to be flirting
But a relationship has to start
You're the one that i'm clocking
It's time for you to start jocking
Don't want you to see me cry
This is why this is why this is why
I met this girl named rhonda from way down yonder
Hey yo god don't fuck with her!
I met this girl named liz she was all in the biz
Hey yo lord don't fuck with her!
I rocked a hoe named tina from the heart of medina
Hey yo kid don't fuck with her!
Yea that girl kit kat she got the good poodle cat
Hey yo nigga you better fuck with her!
13.We Made It
＂tony starks fights again for survival,
And by just a thin thread of electric current
Wins another victory.＂
Ugh, c'mon, yeah, c'mon y'all
(bounce wit us) hip-hop
(what？ celebrities, what？)
(street corner) for all my niggas
Crack spot niggas
＊chip banks starts to sing ＂we made it＂＊
Chicken ass mothafuckas, envious bitches
Yo, you know what y'all...
Make me wan' pop sumthin', no champagne
Two-five on me, weed and crack stalk me
Bitch motherfucker tried to get a rep' off me
Leave him there, never know, get him off me
I remember days when we just fucked bitches
Bought a lot of clothes and just played the ave.
Now we rap niggas with a lot of wardrobes
And if we want a nigga dead we pay the cash
I ain't tryin to waste my career on y'all
Even scuffle with y'all, waste gear on y'all
But if i gotta go out, you know i'ma show out
You gon' fuck around and get your whole back blown out
I remember on the island, can't tone out
The mess hall crawler, about to zone out
Dumb motherfuckers with our microphone out
We just dumb motherfuckers with our microphone out
See.. see.. see me
I roll with ghost and cats that carry they toast and
Make the post and from pagin, sin astasian
When it's time to bust off them things, it ain't a game man
We rocked out own diamond rings, see them 'bling, bling'
Got big boy toys, porsche, sixes
Dime bitches, told y'all before we import those
Jury stay froze, court cases get closed
Niggas hate nino cuz how fast i roast them
Like george jefferson and em, steppin on em
The headline read, ＂starks had the weapon on em＂
The best, what y'all expect？ he a vet
Plus the best, now tell me how we gon' foul
When we dealin with 'supreme clientele'
＞from riker's island to the camay island
We thugs like, life is the same challenge
Do the knowledge, recognize your talent
And if you live the streets, you better stay silent
Yo, spotted at a mirage, ghostface walked by groupies
Minkal monk stars, i come in cat, invades mars
Hallyed at a sanctuary, first dent placed upon entry
Fainted when the book mentioned me
Keep ballin, new systems, high sciences
Drop that, ghost listenin, the track sizzlin
Angelica, judey plum for bitches, goines king of the century
Best sellers, but niggas stay together
Posted up trucks, leanin on the benz
Cinemax smile shot in thrity-five lens
You program, broke bottles of dom
Seven inch bangles, back breakers
I'm a dope feed, look at my art, popeye strength
Rap with a british accent, gucci clothes
Dennis coles in the latest fashions
Blow backs in, flip raps like fourty-eight bundles
Dinner plates, deadly front gates, celeb brian gumble
Interlapse this in like deniro, words in your center earhole
Blocks of ice like sub-zero, we been right since day zero
Shatter your soul like glass windows
Turn verses to nymphos, pop these hollows at fake cats in a
tahoe
Wild out, throw your liquor bottles at hood rats to the richest
models
We conversate like christ and the twelve apostles
Livin life without you, can't count you as great men
Murderers in the state pen', bein caged in
The wage is a sin, before they read up they pop our tape in
You ain't gotta tuck you chain in cuz here we want the head of
satan
Durags and our pants hangin
＊chip banks starts to sing ＂we made it＂ again＊
Uh-huh, uh-huh
That's right y'all
Street corners
Jail niggas
Riker's island
Ge-grey haven
Big un
That's right y'all
Word up
All y'all, all y'all crumbs
We made it, nigga
Step the fuck off
True indeed, true indeed
Yeah, ready red
That's right, my nigga born
That's right yo
Lil' free in the feds
That's right, you'll be home nigga
Yeah, we made it
Yeah, c allah, word up
That's fam
Yeah, check it out
Staten island
True indeed
Five boroughs
Check it, uh-huh
14.Wu Banga 101
Yo, too advanced, digi' stance, made the cd enhanced
I move with the speed and strength of ants
Identical in form with the beez they swarm
Hold up the cold current appear warm
My first verbal brawl, started on some yes yes y'all
To the beat y'all, break your windshield, your jeep stall
Mr. traffic, dumbin shit, from ecclesiastic
Cashier, holdin out, fine, cut off the plastic
See the logo？ a monument in hip-hop
Carved out, in the giant landscape, of broken rocks
Whether heard in herb spots, jukebox or malt shops
Uncut live, drop eighty-five, in one shot
Spotlight hits the metal mic, majority stare
Heard the wu snare, while my iris cut down the glare
Walk a road the great length you find too long to measure
My clan a make me rhyme like d. banner under pressure
No surprise, double disc touched five
Those elements, kept environments colonized
With the high flyin death-defyin flow like the rebel
Right there, but you're one light year, from my level
Uh-huh.. yeah.. yo.. check it.. yo..
Bottles goin off in the church, we broke the wine
Slapped the pastor, didn't know pop had asthma
He pulled out his blue bible, change fell out his coat
Three condoms, two dice, one bag of dope
Oooh! rev. ain't right, his church ain't right
Deacon is a pimp, tell by his eyes
Mrs. parks said, ＂brother starks, meet you at the numbers spot
Heard you got red tops out, and i want a lot＂
Shirley fainted dead on the spot
Two ushers slipped eighty dollars right out the pot
Oh shit!
Egyptian, brown skin brown suede timbs
Masqueradin x-rated throw blades, all occasions
Round nozzle touchdown, haagen-daas gobbles white house
Gucci flag on the roof, call us rock groups
Mere intelligent, buy nieman marc' it out
No doubt, all we saw he bought, lori mom's all blow
Was simple, blamp instrumentals run camps the stamps get you
The way we lamp, fans come and get you
Play, fullback strapped like a fuck, war at
The black, carlo gambino's stash house in hackensack
Pack capsules, green bay 'em lay 'em down like wax do
It's all actual we build, like crash crew
Coconut, incense, one sentence, aiyyo
Control the holy flinch hit this, new whips
Roman numerals, sun splash them niggaz like, tango and cash
Alcatraz cats roll out fast..
Wu thousand nuthin but hardcore
We tryin to get land riches and more
Ghost put me on to it
We just do it, floss or whatever
Take care of the business, there's too many roughnecks
Give two of these to flex, tell him it's real rap like ghost
Had to beat niggaz with toast
Clubs v.i. clientele we lay it down flat
Poot out on y'all kid, now where your mans at？
Fakin the real like, ＂damn i can't stand cappa'＂
Then my wardrobe flooded the next chapter
Y'all heard about us like we heard about you
Bless the mic with reality, hit you with the virtue
Calm down not tryin to hurt you, burst through
That shit, fatter than all y'all niggaz outfits
We the glitch like y2k
Catch the ball when it drop, guns pop, y'all have a nice day
＂doctor kanabuta, iron man, he is invincible.
His remarkable armor is supreme!＂
Yo
Sometimes i'm liable to spaz and break fool
Grab my gun, select one, snatch son
Put the barrel by his face, blast one by his eardrum
Piss run, you drop thinkin you shot
Screamin like a bitch, kicks to your face
Shots to the body that shake like the bass
I'm ghostfaced up, military style down
Nuff ammunitions of rounds across the chest
Skip to the intro, rap through po'
Smashed a fresh ball of wax ceasar
Flashy penthouse that overlooks the vista
Wally moc' have tie, swimmin trunks
Three chunks of ice sit in johnny walker for advice
Catch the moment, fundraiser at will, work with the homeless
Polish diamond edge, flintstone shit, sealed in a comb pick
Carefully, swing the b seven series christmas lights
Too bright ghost is comin y'all fix the mirrors
Relax like pudding, confidence strangle my man couldn't
Exile he no longer in the hood
Bless the kid that max the most
Me i turn a wedding into hoax
Roses tied to bombs on posts
On commercial breaks, piss in the apple juice
Rasta nigga rock the big do's
Jiffy pop it's only chant wu
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