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Ghostface Killah - Back Like That - lyrics

(feat. Ne-yo)
[intro: Ghostface Killah]
Damn, Damn, Ma, We Ain't Even Have To Go Through It Like That
It Wasn't Even, Even That Big, Man
You Know, Nah, It's Ight Though
But Anyway, Yo, Let Me Get That Coat
Let Me Get Those Jeans, And Let Me Get That Rock On Your Finger
Oh, It's Stuck? Then I'll Take The Whole Finger Than, Man
Let Me Get Those Bags From Paris, And The Puppies Is Staying, Yo
[chorus: Ne-yo]
Come Through The Block, In The Brand New Benz
Knowing That Me And This Dude Ain't Friends
(ok Girl) Yeah, What I Did Was Wack
But You Don't Get Your Man Back Like That
Flossin' Around, When I'm Up In These Streets
Knowing That Me And This Dude Got Beef
(ok Girl) Yo, What I Did Was Wack
But You Don't Get Your Man Back Like That, No
[ghostface Killah]
Aiyo, I Should Just Bark On You, Burn Your Car On You
Cuz I'm Too Much Man, To Leave A Mark On You
You'se A Bird You Know That, Giving That Man
Ten Points, Like He About To Blow That
He Probably Did, You Swallow His Kids?
In And Out Of Jail, He A Snail, He Wasn't Wilding On Bids
In The Summertime, I Broke His Jaw, Had To Do It, To Him
Quick, Old Fashion, In The Back Of The Mall
Me And Him Had 'mos Forever, Like I'm Supposed To Put Him On
When He Came Home And Told On Trevor
Had To Bang On Homey, Ear Blocks, Out In Spots
Throwing Them Shots, Like 'sucker, You Know Me'
Stop Fronting For Them People Out, Side Like You Really Ride
And You A Silly Chick, Thought You Was Really Live
But I Guess I Was Wrong, I'mma Holla At Dog, And Rip His Head Off Word To His Bond
[chorus]
[ghostface Killah]
Aiyo, I Thought We Was Iller Than That, All Them Kisses
And Love Yous, When Jake Came, You Hid My Packs
It Was Time A Brother Went To War, Vests Banged Up
Staining In The Kitchen, Yo, Holding A Four
Sweatin' And Breathing, Bounced Out Of Town For A Weekend
Heard You Had Homey In The Passenger Seating
Honey, Look, I'm A Monster Don, I Do Monster Things
That's Why I Put Your Ass Under My Arm
Messing With Him Can Bring Bodily Harm
And Where You Gonna Hide In The Streets When The Body Is Gone
If It's One Thing I Learned That, Never Trust A Female
On No Scale, You Just Confirmed That
Bounce To Your Momma House, Pack Your Shit
I Don't Care If You Crying, You'se A Ruthless Chick
Gots To Watch You, These Eyeballs In My Face'll Spot You
My Girl Cousins, They Gon' Rock You
[chorus]
[ne-yo]
Shorty What Is You Thinking Bout
Didn't I Put You Down
Flyest Whips, Rollin' Round Like Yea
That's The Bosses Chick, On The Side
I Might Of Had, One Or Two
Them Silly Broads Wasn't Nothing On You
Rolling With Him, Try'nna Get Revenge
That's What You Just Don't Do
[chorus To Fade]
[outro: Ghostface Killah]
I'm A Good Dude, You See... Yeah.....
Females Out There That Wanna Be
Acting Like They Getting They Little Revenge Off
Taking It Further Than What It Really Is
You Know What I Mean, Playing Yourself..
Nahwhatimean... This Is Don Status, Girl
You Will Have To Hold That Now..

Ghostface Killah - 9 MM - lyrics

(feat. Wu-tang Clan)
[intro: (rza)] Bob Digi, U G.o.d, Raekwon The Chef, The Inspektah Deck
M.e.t.h.o.d. (man), The B.o.b.b., Straight Up, Masta Killa, The Gza, The Genius..
It's The Ol' D-d-dza-za-za Diiiirty Bastard! [music Starts]
[odb] Straight Up..turn It Up, The Headphones, Turn It Up..yo You Here Me?
[cappadonna] Wutup Toney?
[ghostface] Wsup Don' Don'..
[odb] All The Way Up..
[ghost]you Know How We Do..
[cappa] Let's Get This Paper Together..
[ghost]you Mother*****in' Right Pa, Uh Huh.
[cappa] That's Right, C'mon Nigga..
[odb]that's As Far As It Goes?
[ghost] Sound About To Go Off On Some Real Live Wu-shit, Uh Huh
[cappa] W-t-c
[rza] Ghost-face!
[ghost] Lemme Give Y'all The Bullshit Hook For Y'all Niggas, Check It Out...
[hook: Ghostface Killah]
The Burners In The Stash, We About The Cash
We Got Females That Got It Like That
The Golden Childs That Bone The Crowd
See Niggas In The Place That Bit My Style
Well I'm A Singer, Dancer, We Bulletproof Brothers
Wu-tang Got The Answerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.....
Cuz If I Had A Chance, To Do It Again
I Will Still Keep The Heat In My Pants, Uh
[ghostface Killah]
Y'all Be Nice To The Crackheads, Everybody Listen Up
I Shot One Of My *****es, The Hoe Ain't Trick Enough
Word Life To Big Screen Don, Tapping Dustbones Out
With Starwriters Like I *****ed Celine Dion
Stuck Everything That's The God's Honest Beyond
We Airin' Niggas Out That's The Type Shit That We On
Official Wu-tang Headbanger
Flood Your Space With Big Waves Like You Didn't Set An Anchor
[raekwon The Chef]
Yo, I Drink Heavy Gallons Of Crew, Play The Big Part
Niggas Got Squid On The Grill, Selling Kids Clarks
Finesse Notes, Yo, The Guess On With The Best Pose
Yellow Swede One Matching Hat With The Grey Gun
Niggas Be Rhymin' For Nothing, Then My Team Pull Up
We All Throw Down Y'all Broke Niggas Stay Frontin'
Lines Come Digital Stupid, Plus My Team Got
'nuff Jury On, Bet I'm Still Live And I'm Coopin'
Two Of My Silverbacks Run Through A Pack Of Your Wolves
Front On React And Sippin' Cog-i-nac So Relax Dude
Know I'm With These Cracks Dude
[odb] Yo, 1, 2...dirt Mcgirt!
Solid Tone Smith With 5th Shots, Lick Shots
Leave Your Head Like A Shaolin Monk With 6 Dots
Brooklyn, Zoo, Zoo (yo)
Brooooklynnnnnnn....zoo! (yo!)
[cappadonna]
It's The Return Of Bin Laden, Grab Your Armor
Smash Pretty Boy Niggas, Crush They Karma
Eat Bones With Alligators, Roll Deep, With My Entourage
My Whole Crew's Fresh Out The Bars
Diggler, Aka The Cab Driver
Drop Him Off In The Middle Of Fire
Dirty Island, Drag Bodies To The Murderland
Knock Niggas Out Hurtin' My Hand
[method Man]
I Remember In The Elevators When We Was Playin' Corners
Now We Play The Corners And The Cops Is Stayin' On Us, (uh)
Staten's Where The War Is
Where The Court System's Running Out Of Warrants
Where Tnt Be Jumping Out The Taurus
For Real I Can't Call It
You See I Love Lucy Cuz She Lawless
Exactly Like That 1-0-3-0-4 Is
Snitch Niggas Swallow Your Tongue
Already Know The Island I'm From
And Y'all Don't Want No Problems With Them
[genius/gza]
We Got A History, Full Of Lightning Victories
Conceptual Breakthrough It Ain't No Mystery
Long Vision, From Giants In Every Way
Rap Czars, Magnificent Flows For Every Day
From The East To The Ville, From The West To The Hills
Incredible Rhymes, Encouraging Skill
From Rat Packs, The Smallest Crews Were Enormous
They Hit 'em Fast, With An Effortless Performance
Mcs Start Fleeing In Flocks
Especially Those That's More Sensitive To Heat And Shock
[inspektah Deck]
We Grindin', Down To The Bone
My Name Grounded In Stone
I'm Mr. Violence We Loungin' With Chrome
Mr. Violence We Lounge In His Home, Hit The Housing On Rome
Shining Like A Hundred Thousand In Stones
Move Mountains With Poems, Got A Jones For Dinero
1-6-zero My Songs We Throwin' Elbows
The Hoes Cling, Sho Thing, We Know Kings
Only Dime Dikes, With Minds Right, We Choose Queens
[masta Killa]
Yeah We Wild Like Rockstars Who Smash Guitars
Yo Son Split His Face With The Toast, He Ain't Ghost
It's No Joke Iron Coat Rife Him With The Stroke
One Toke Brains Float, Shot To The Throat
Before The Smoke Hit, Witness The Killing
On The Crime Scene
Body On The Block
Eyes Open From The Shock
Of Being Popped In The Neck
Yet He Still Had A Lit Cigarette Between His Fingertips
Danger When You Step Into The Chamber With The Master
Disaster, Gotta Blast Ya, Cuz I Hafta
[u-god]
The Rat Pack Is Back From The Island Of Stat'
Leave You Cursed Off, Cuz You Worship The Gat
The First One To Snap Drunk Off The Smirnoff
Blow The Bouncer's Ear Off, Let Him Floss He The Boss
Handcuffed, To The Turntables Like, Wizard Theodore
See It's Pure, Let Iy Rain Curly Ounces
Bang Him With The Thing That Hang From The Trousers
You Don't Want No Drama, I'm Flaming Fast
That Nigga Jumped Up And Did The Damon Dash (dash..)
[gunshot]

Ghostface Killah - All That I Got Is You - lyrics

Intro one: [some movie]
What dey gives you blood?
Three months man
Whatchu doin in here anyway? you oughta be home with your momma
How old are you boy?
Thirteen
Thirteen? damn, the bastards must be runnin outta niggaz to arrest
Intro: ghostface
Yeah, ohh yeah, this goes out
To all the families that went through the struggle
Yeah, from the heart
It was from the heart, everything was real
[mary j.] all that I got is you
And Im so thankful I made it through
Verse one:
Yo, dwellin in the past, flashbacks when I was young
Whoever thought that Id have a baby girl and three sons
Im goin through this difficult stage I find it hard to believe
Why my old earth had so many seeds
But shes an old woman, and due to me I respect that
I saw life for what its really worth and took a step back
Family aint family no more, we used to play ball
Eggs after school, eat grits cause we was poor
Grab the pliers for the channel, fix the hanger on the tv
Rockin each others pants to school wasnt easy
We survived winters, snotty nosed with no coats
We kept it real, but the older brother still had jokes
Sadly, daddy left me at the age of six
I didnt know nuttin but mommy neatly packed his shit
She cried, and grandma held the family down
I guess mommy wasnt strong enough, she just went down
Check it, fifteen of us in a three bedroom apartment
Roaches everywhere, cousins and aunts was there
Four in the bed, two at the foot, two at the head
I didnt like to sleep with jon-jon he peed the bed
Seven oclock, pluckin roaches out the cereal box
Some shared the same spoon, watchin saturday cartoons
Sugar water was our thing, every meal was no thrill
In the summer, free lunch held us down like steel
And there was days I had to go to tex house with a note
Stating gloria can I borrow some food Im dead broke
So embarrasin I couldnt stand to knock on they door
My friends might be laughin, I spent stamps in stores
Mommy wheres the toilet paper, use the newspaper
Look ms. rose gave us a couch, shes the neighbor
Things was deep, my whole youth was sharper than cleats
Two brothers with muscular dystrophy, it killed me
But I remember this, moms would lick her finger tips
To wipe the cold out my eye before school wit her spit
Case worker had her runnin back to face to face
I caught a case, housin tried to throw us out of our place
Sometimes I look up at the stars and analyze the sky
And ask myself was I meant to be here... why?
Yeah, yo
Chorus: mary j. blige
All that I got is you
And Im so thankful I made it through
(repeat 4x)
Word up mommy, I love you
Word up
It was all you, word, you brought me in like this
Verse two: mary j. blige, poppa wu
I sit and think about
All the times we did without, yeah
I always said I woudnt cry
When I saw tears in your eyes
I understand that daddys not here now
But some way or somehow, I will always be around, yeah
All things that I did from this to them
Oh from drugs to being there
Being down and out and I love you always
Yeah, you say
You see the universe, which consists of the sun moon and star
And them planets, that exist in my space
Like man woman and child
You understand?
We got to keep it real, and what reality and reality will keep it real with us
I remember them good ol days
Because see, thats the child I was
What made me the man I am today
See cause if you forget where you come from, heheh
Youre never gonna make it where youre goin, aheh
Because you lost the reality of yourself
So take one stroll through your mind
And see what you will find
And youll see a whole universe all over again
And again and again and again and again
Heheheh, yeah heheheheh ahaheheheh

Ghostface Killah - Assassination Day - lyrics

(raekwon: what? hey yo!)
Intro: [from the motion picture the usual suspects]
Theres no coke!
What?
You heard me you dumb *****, theres no coke!
What the ***** do you mean, theres no coke?
Ive been up and down this ship. Ive been in every *****in room!
Theres gotta be coke!
There is nothing! nothing!
Huh, uh, uh, help please!
Huh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, help me! *gunshot*
Intro two: master killer
Its assassi, its assination day, I stalk...
Its assassination, I sta...
Its assassination day...
Its assassination day, i
Verse one: inspector deck
Ryzarector, madman, uh, uhh, yo, uhh
I move through the third world, my third eyes the guiding light
Invite the fight, we all die tonight
The life I lived, a 25 to life bid
Parole reneged, I stroll the globe fugitive
Cream is short, c-cypher power stalk plus the fiend talk
Three gs accost in supreme court
White lies and blackmail land me back in jail
Were all for sale, a stolen gold but it fail
Stranded on the front line, I shine to the dumb and blind
It comes time I take back what was once mine
Crunch time in the first quarter, from the worst slaughter
Devils poisonin the birth water
The earth daughter rest her head on my chest
Through the struggle we cuddle under half-moon crest
While the press plant fear and exploit the gun blastin
Central broadcasting is shackling, nerves are unfastened, shhhh
Trapped in deep-water gaspin
I clash with the titans from my half on the action
Verse two: rza
I stop producers careers, the weak spot was their ears
Scorpion darts hits their mark, pierce their heart with silver spears
Youre bewildered, my unsaturated, low filtered
Devils still peeled it still theyre living built tilted
Mcs upon their axis, their body has a tactic
Lactic acid, desert drop cactus, practice
You can never master, its invincible, wu-tang indispensabe
One nation under god, indivisible
With liberty and justice, the mike is in my clutches
Thugs who bring ruckus, leave in crutches
Unforgiveable snakes face the double-edged swords starts to swivel
Decapitates the head, makes the projects, more livable
Interchangable, caution flameable
My chamber is ninety-nine plus one unnameable, angles
And strangles, microphone cords start to dangle
Silent as the gases that pass throughout your anal
Retrieve through your doors
Seep out like sweat through the pores
Destroy your internal organs with the biological warfare
Verse three: raekwon
(assassination day)
First of all, before we move on, this shit is like a yukon
Don, spread it out like grey poupon
Splurgin, mergin in the suburbs, using this just like an adverb
Action word, flowing like a blackbird
God came in, aimin like terry bradshaw
He hit the crash bar, stay relaxed god, his shit is smashed pah
You handle this just like algebra, ufo spot em like galaga
Hold on like bullet-proof acuras
You so fly, yeah right, you want to get me high
Yo bobby, you hear how Im shootin it like they blew top snow
You wont play me like your lady
Pay me three-eighty spit it at you like a baby
Final destination haiti
Verse four: master killer
War is extremely serious and it saddens me
To have to take tings to deadly measures
And have you measured and shot for no pay
Its assassination day I stalk my enemy like prey
Tranked by deceptional sounds that deceives
And lures mcs to the lair
With a mic-like bait, then awaits to be bitten by greed
Temptation tempts my victim to proceed
Forward, ignorance wouldnt allow retreat
Youd rather pursue death than admit defeat
Now whos best to describe for what I specialize in
Murdereous rhymin, constantly in climbin
My mind spits with an enormous kickback
Your brain didnt absorb the impact
Disorderly conduct from the crowd is the feedback...
Its assassination day, i
Its assassination day
Its assassination day
Its assassination day, I stalk my enemy
Its assassination day, I stalk my enemy

Ghostface Killah - 260 - lyrics

Cat I got to take him off of here, thats right
I got to take him off of here
Cause theres only one, and thats me
You understand? for all that fighting, you understand
That sucka think he good, that sucka think he can whoop me
And I know he cant whoop me, i...
Ay boy, the nigga whole style is chump
You understand?
Let me get mines first
Then after I get mines, you can do what you want to do...
[ghostface]
Yeah, scandalous
Yeah miraculous, the arsonists
Yo, kicked down the door on the spot, 260
2l, I heard they had os for sale
I heard the same shit, money drive a burgundy whip
Keep it low, faded licenses plates and great plate
Wheres the cat from, think hes from new jerusalem
Pretty rick did his thing for him, but he was usin him
Power sun, jungle, physical, you know the god
He go with tim, the one who called lover of god
While equality sell, I know the master law now
Its time to get the God jewel and blow like mines
But on the iow I heard he got born original sin
Back in a drive-through kentucky fried shot up his ac
We got to get him dunn, aliens is snatchin our bread
U.f.o.s movin in with bigger plans than fed, yo
Knock on daddy-os door get the scope
Hes not home, he took ishmael to park slope
There go the the dreads yo, swindle two bags of that stuff
That get you crashed out had you laid out like bums
Peace keana, whats up with your girlfriend wanda
She drive a green honda, with legs like jane fonda
I just left her, she took rashean to pathmark then
Jetted to canal to get her man some cloth
She said be back in ninety minutes, ghostface God forbid
She say, peace to w, whos watchin the kids?
[raekwon]
Two hours later, scheamin like deniro in casino
Son better have more coke than al pacino
Keana aint tellin no lies, last year she did a sting and a half
And tymeek bought her a aircraft
But anyway, yo, daddy-o home, we need the shotties nidow
When we get back, throw you a bit out
Later that night, stay mesmerized yo
Go get the green 5, meet you on the corner of marriot
You ready, you got the e&j and the machete?
We goin upstairs, I hope one nigga is empty
We walked in, both of us, looked like terrorists
Masks on, second floor, dunn yo, I handle this
Kick in the crib, the whole shit looked graphical
Natural, *****in a white *****, actual
Fiends chanting, do your thing chef, handle it
I shot him in the neck, it ricocheted and hit carolyn
Ran to the back analyzin, much disguisin
Surprise we comin and their eyes were tranquilized
And buggin, throwin her twin cousins at his nugget, ***** it
Meet shottie waddy slug body hobby
Where the drugs, where the ounces you be bouncin
Fake cats announcin on the block, you loungin
Where the blow at, I aint got shit, stop frontin
(yo chef, throw the joint in his mouth, moneyll start stuntin
*****, show that bit, before I push your wig back
Chef stop wavin that, show him where the paper at)
Come here valerie, you know the God he need a salary
Put down the pipe heres two tickets to a coke gallery
Its in the kitchen in the ceiling
(baby girl kept squealing
Only found a white block of cheese from new zealand
Ohhh shit! yo, yo where that shit at yo?
Yo chef, where that shit? what? what? aiyyo...)

Ghostface Killah - After The Smoke Is Clear - lyrics

Intro: ghostface killah, the delphonics ()
(after the smoke is done) yo
Yeah (tang-o-phonics) yeah, what, what, who wanna do it, what
(number one)
Slap fire outcha monkey ass niggas
(after the smoke is done) word up, big dick, mother*****ing house
Whaddup, bench press these cats
(tang-o-phonics number one) yo
[ghostface killah]
Yo, god, show these niggas how we get deep, down, and dirty
Like keyon, got his wig pushed back,
Five-thirty
Yo they gotta hit
Placed on my head, what should the God do?
Max out in spain and do business with the jews
Never that
Them never look angry out of synch
The imperial, industrial king got weight
Dont give a *****
Like the poor part, we watch heart to heart
They used to push me in shuffel cards
Now Im writing books like ebinezzer
The porno teaser
Sayin words like sheeba
Educated rapper fouling the teaser
My team got rocks like six flags, plus the wu lab
Cameras in nine bedrooms we own tags
Dont touch this
Cracklin hot shit
I snap ya shoulder blade in half,
Laugh, and pop shit
Readers digest, passed my book to l. ron hubbard
Got bagged that the world government tried to dub it
But devils love it
Movie trap raps cover the tracks
Like ajax
Sharper than cuts laced on hardly scratched supreme clientel
My cartel
Willie star passed,
Shit his piece, wheres the nobel?
Oh, well,
Siginin off as usual,
The arsonist, leavin niggas lost in the stairwell
Break: ghostface killah, the delphonics ()
(tang-o-phonics number one) yeah, yo, yo
Represent my projects stapelton (after the smoke is done)
He represent that project park hill (tang-o-phonics number one)
You represent that project murder west brighton now born
Arm bangin into that will (ahhhhh)
Word up, (after the smoke is clear) yeah, what, stapelton
(tang-o-phonics and wu-tang still here)
Park hill, word up, yeah, yeah, new york
[raekwon]
The greatest story ever told by me, precisely
Roman numeral I be
Plus three describe me
My son move like the toad
Get drunk
Speak in codes
Throw a fiend in the sleeper hold
Got beef with the cold
Met my comrad
Go half on this lamp down in baghdad
Flippin like a mex tab
Get money like an a-rab
The type niggas snapped
Six legs on the crab
Now, hush, who wanna do what
My click better bust
[the rza]
Underprivileged,
Grew up in a stapelton house village,
Where blood flood the water in the streets like oil spilage
When the water was flowin (tang-o-phonics number one)
I spot a fifty-five borough
A nigga was still flowin,
Voice was echoin
I rise high like an operas
Procter wouldnt gamble
The sample, it shocked her
My ninjas run wilder than shaka zulu
Some play peace like donny the guru
Others live to be wise and old like desmond dutchu
Undisputed champion
Bell holders
Shape and mold us
Sole controler of the moon
I, solar and polar
I blow half smoke through my nasal
Bust my ways with thirty words
Wu-tang wasnt for children like
Cannibals raidin sicilians
Outro: the delphonics
After the smoke is done
Wu-tang-o-phonics number one
After the smoke is done
Wu-tang-o-phonics number one
After the smoke is clear
Tang-o-phonics and wu-tang still here
After the smoke is done
Wu-tang-o-phonics number one
Ahhhhh (wuuuuuu, wuuuuuu)

Ghostface Killah - Alex (Stolen Script) - lyrics

Yea.....that's Right
Hardy Boys Shit...uh Huh
Smoke A Winston To This Shit Nigga
Word Up Bout To *****in' Throw Ya Head Up, Yea
Yo, Yo He Got His Stones From Greece
In Mouth He Had Like Thirty Plus Karats
Big Ratchets, Smoke Cigars Like A Bogart Classic
Told Niggaz If He Dies He Want A Glass Casket
Parents Died When He Was Five Years Old
Made His Way Inside The Us With Columbian Gold
A Fake Name And A Passport
Benetton Luggage, One Sister, Pretty Thing, Light Skin
Niggaz Will Body Over Her Like ***** It
With A Scar By Her Left Eye
Her Brother Alex Was Extremely Close, He Sold Coats And Minks
Had Trays Put In Toilets And Sinks
Loved To Roller Skate, Ninety Nine Did Time Up In Rahway
Came Home Blown, The Thorough Kings And Soldiers
Never Gave A ***** About That Mc Beef In Queens
Alex, He Was A Rich Nigga
He Had Close To Ten Bodies Under His Belt
His Man Did The Last One And Got Murdered Himself
Took Him A While To Get His Head Together
Alex One Day Out In La, Made A Call In New York
Told His Man Oc, God It's Goin' Down, Fly The Whole Team In For Support
Remember That Ray Shit That Jamie Foxx Played? That Was My Shit
I Never Got Paid, They Got Rich Off A Stolen Script
In Ninety Eight I Seen Charles On The Cali Strip
Showed Him The Copyrights, His Life In The Real Flick
In Braille, He Read It In No Time
Hit Me With His Math, Said I'll Give You Some More Lines
Real Talk, Stand Up Dude
Said How You Like Jamie Foxx To Replay You? He Said Yea That's Cool
But Under One Circumstance, You Think He Can Bow My Walk, Flip My Talk And My Hands?
I Said Sure Why Not, He Can Imitate Anything Trust Me This Young Boy Hot
Shook His Hand Then I Bounced In The Limo
Grabbed My Cell, Bit My Cigar And Then Rolled Down The Window
Contacted Stony Brook And Roberts
Told Them We Got It In Ten ?, Yo Ray Ray Signed It
Now We Can Move On And Shoot This Live Shit
With Mad Options, Paramount And Dreamworks We Shop It
Or Mandalay And New Line Cop It
I Go And Get Ten Mil' And Blow It On The Independent Market
But Anyway Down In Pf Chains, I Had A Meeting With This Rich Investor
Said They'll Throw Twenty Million On The Kid's Film Only If He Chose The Cast
He Was Drunk, He Was Talkin' Real Fast
So I Test His Mouth, Laid Back Then I Put Him On Blast
Where Exactly We Gon' Get This Cash?
I Gotta Ill Gotti Gigante Connect
Wise Guys That Kill Bulotti, Catching Bodies, Earnin' Respect
The Waiter Came In A Dropped Off The Shrimp Fried Rice He Ordered
I Said Thanks As He Poured My Water
Then Out Came The Veggie Rolls, Sesame Chicken And Mint Tea
Rice Wine Had Me Wanting To Pee
Said Excuse Me I'll Be Right Back, Pardon Me
Grabbed His Glass And He Nodded To Me
Skated Off To Take A Piss, The Shit Felt Like A Nut
Got Back The Dude Vanished, Briefcase, Script, And All
Ask The Waiter Where He Go, The Mother*****er Spoke Spanish

Ghostface Killah - 9 Milli Bros. - lyrics

(feat. Wu-tang Clan)
[intro: (rza)]
Bob Digi, U G.o.d, Raekwon The Chef, The Inspektah Deck
M.e.t.h.o.d. (man), The B.o.b.b., Straight Up, Masta Killa, The Gza, The Genius..
It's The Ol' D-d-dza-za-za Diiiirty Bastard! [music Starts]
[odb] Straight Up..turn It Up, The Headphones, Turn It Up..yo You Here Me?
[cappadonna] Wutup Toney?
[ghostface] Wsup Don' Don'..
[odb] All The Way Up..
[ghost]you Know How We Do..
[cappa] Let's Get This Paper Together..
[ghost]you Mother*****in' Right Pa, Uh Huh.
[cappa] That's Right, C'mon Nigga..
[odb]that's As Far As It Goes?
[ghost] Sound About To Go Off On Some Real Live Wu-shit, Uh Huh
[cappa] W-t-c
[rza] Ghost-face!
[ghost] Lemme Give Y'all The Bullshit Hook For Y'all Niggas, Check It Out...
[hook: Ghostface Killah]
The Burners In The Stash, We About The Cash
We Got Females That Got It Like That
The Golden Childs That Bone The Crowd
See Niggas In The Place That Bit My Style
Well I'm A Singer, Dancer, We Bulletproof Brothers
Wu-tang Got The Answerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.....
Cuz If I Had A Chance, To Do It Again
I Will Still Keep The Heat In My Pants, Uh
[ghostface Killah]
Y'all Be Nice To The Crackheads, Everybody Listen Up
I Shot One Of My *****es, The Hoe Ain't Trick Enough
Word Life To Big Screen Don, Tapping Dustbones Out
With Starwriters Like I *****ed Celine Dion
Stuck Everything That's The God's Honest Beyond
We Airin' Niggas Out That's The Type Shit That We On
Official Wu-tang Headbanger
Flood Your Space With Big Waves Like You Didn't Set An Anchor
[raekwon The Chef]
Yo, I Drink Heavy Gallons Of Crew, Play The Big Part
Niggas Got Squid On The Grill, Selling Kids Clarks
Finesse Notes, Yo, The Guess On With The Best Pose
Yellow Swede One Matching Hat With The Grey Gun
Niggas Be Rhymin' For Nothing, Then My Team Pull Up
We All Throw Down Y'all Broke Niggas Stay Frontin'
Lines Come Digital Stupid, Plus My Team Got
'nuff Jury On, Bet I'm Still Live And I'm Coopin'
Two Of My Silverbacks Run Through A Pack Of Your Wolves
Front On React And Sippin' Cog-i-nac So Relax Dude
Know I'm With These Cracks Dude
[odb]
Yo, 1, 2...dirt Mcgirt!
Solid Tone Smith With 5th Shots, Lick Shots
Leave Your Head Like A Shaolin Monk With 6 Dots
Brooklyn, Zoo, Zoo (yo)
Brooooklynnnnnnn....zoo! (yo!)
[cappadonna]
It's The Return Of Bin Laden, Grab Your Armor
Smash Pretty Boy Niggas, Crush They Karma
Eat Bones With Alligators, Roll Deep, With My Entourage
My Whole Crew's Fresh Out The Bars
Diggler, Aka The Cab Driver
Drop Him Off In The Middle Of Fire
Dirty Island, Drag Bodies To The Murderland
Knock Niggas Out Hurtin' My Hand
[method Man]
I Remember In The Elevators When We Was Playin' Corners
Now We Play The Corners And The Cops Is Stayin' On Us, (uh)
Staten's Where The War Is
Where The Court System's Running Out Of Warrants
Where Tnt Be Jumping Out The Taurus
For Real I Can't Call It
You See I Love Lucy Cuz She Lawless
Exactly Like That 1-0-3-0-4 Is
Snitch Niggas Swallow Your Tongue
Already Know The Island I'm From
And Y'all Don't Want No Problems With Them
[genius / Gza]
We Got A History, Full Of Lightning Victories
Conceptual Breakthrough It Ain't No Mystery
Long Vision, From Giants In Every Way
Rap Czars, Magnificent Flows For Every Day
From The East To The Ville, From The West To The Hills
Incredible Rhymes, Encouraging Skill
From Rat Packs, The Smallest Crews Were Enormous
They Hit 'em Fast, With An Effortless Performance
Mcs Start Fleeing In Flocks
Especially Those That's More Sensitive To Heat And Shock
[inspektah Deck]
We Grindin', Down To The Bone
My Name Grounded In Stone
I'm Mr. Violence We Loungin' With Chrome
Mr. Violence We Lounge In His Home, Hit The Housing On Rome
Shining Like A Hundred Thousand In Stones
Move Mountains With Poems, Got A Jones For Dinero
1-6-zero My Songs We Throwin' Elbows
The Hoes Cling, Sho Thing, We Know Kings
Only Dime Dikes, With Minds Right, We Choose Queens
[masta Killa]
Yeah We Wild Like Rockstars Who Smash Guitars
Yo Son Split His Face With The Toast, He Ain't Ghost
It's No Joke Iron Coat Rife Him With The Stroke
One Toke Brains Float, Shot To The Throat
Before The Smoke Hit, Witness The Killing
On The Crime Scene
Body On The Block
Eyes Open From The Shock
Of Being Popped In The Neck
Yet He Still Had A Lit Cigarette Between His Fingertips
Danger When You Step Into The Chamber With The Master
Disaster, Gotta Blast Ya, Cuz I Hafta
[u-god]
The Rat Pack Is Back From The Island Of Stat'
Leave You Cursed Off, Cuz You Worship The Gat
The First One To Snap Drunk Off The Smirnoff
Blow The Bouncer's Ear Off, Let Him Floss He The Boss
Handcuffed, To The Turntables Like, Wizard Theodore
See It's Pure, Let Iy Rain Curly Ounces
Bang Him With The Thing That Hang From The Trousers
You Don't Want No Drama, I'm Flaming Fast
That Nigga Jumped Up And Did The Damon Dash (dash..)
[gunshot]

Ghostface Killah - After The Smoke Is Clear (feat. RZA, Raekwon & The Delphonics) - lyrics

featuring Raekwon The RZA The Delphonics

Intro: Ghostface Killah The Delphonics ()

(After the smoke is done) Yo
Yeah (Tang o Phonics) yeah what what who wanna do it what
(Number one)
Slap fire outcha monkey ass niggas
(After the smoke is done) word up big dick mother*****ing house
Whaddup bench press these cats
(Tang o Phonics number one) Yo

[Ghostface Killah]

Yo god show these niggas how we get deep, down, and dirty
Like Keyon, got his wig pushed back,
Five-thirty
Yo they gotta hit
Placed on my head, what should the god do?
Max out in Spain and do business with the Jews
Never that
Them never look angry out of synch
The imperial, industrial king got weight
Don't give a *****
Like the poor part, we watch Heart To Heart
They used to push me in shuffel cards
Now I'm writing books like Ebinezzer
The porno teaser
Sayin words like sheeba
Educated rapper fouling the teaser
My team got rocks like Six Flags, plus the Wu lab
Cameras in nine bedrooms we own tags
Don't touch this
Cracklin hot shit
I snap ya shoulder blade in half,
Laugh, and pop shit
Reader's Digest, passed my book to L. Ron Hubbard
Got bagged that the world government tried to dub it
But devils love it
Movie trap raps cover the tracks
Like Ajax
Sharper than cuts laced on hardly scratched supreme clientel
My cartel
Willie Star passed,
Shit his piece, where's the Nobel?
Oh, well,
Siginin off as usual,
The arsonist, leavin niggas lost in the stairwell

Break: Ghostface Killah, The Delphonics ()

(Tang-o-Phonics number one) Yeah, yo, yo
Represent my projects Stapelton (after the smoke is done)
He represent that project Park Hill (tang-o-Phonics number one)
You represent that project Murder West Brighton Now Born
Arm bangin into that will (ahhhhh)
Word up, (after the smoke is clear) yeah, what, Stapelton
(Tang-o-phonics and Wu-Tang still here)
Park Hill, word up, yeah, yeah, New York

[Raekwon]

The greatest story ever told by me, precisely
Roman numeral I be
Plus three describe me
My son move like the toad
Get drunk
Speak in codes
Throw a fiend in the sleeper hold
Got beef with the cold
Met my comrad
Go half on this lamp down in Baghdad
Flippin like a mex tab
Get money like an A-rab
The type niggas snapped
Six legs on the crab
Now, hush, who wanna do what
My click better bust

[The RZA]

Underprivileged,
Grew up in a Stapelton house village,
Where blood flood the water in the streets like oil spilage
When the water was flowin (Tang-O-Phonics number one)
I spot a fifty-five borough
A nigga was still flowin,
Voice was echoin
I rise high like an Opera's
Procter wouldn't Gamble
The sample, it shocked her
My ninjas run wilder than Shaka Zulu
Some play peace like Donny the Guru
Others live to be wise and old like Desmond Dutchu
Undisputed champion
Bell holders
Shape and mold us
Sole controler of the moon
I, solar and polar
I blow half smoke through my nasal
Bust my ways with thirty words
Wu-Tang wasn't for children like
Cannibals raidin Sicilians

Outro: The Delphonics

After the smoke is done
Wu-Tang-o-Phonics number one
After the smoke is done
Wu-Tang-o-Phonics number one
After the smoke is clear
Tang-o-Phonics and Wu-Tang still here
After the smoke is done
Wu-Tang-o-Phonics number one
Ahhhhh (Wuuuuuu, wuuuuuu

Ghostface Killah - Assassination Day (feat. RZA, Raekwon, Inspectah Deck & Masta Killa) - lyrics

(feat. RZA,Raekwon,Inspectah Deck,Masta Killa)
[Raekwon:] What? Hey yo!
[Intro: (from the motion picture "The Usual Suspects")]
There's no coke!
What?
You heard me you dumb *****, there's no coke!
What the ***** do you mean, there's no coke?
I've been up and down this ship. I've been in every *****in room!
There's gotta be coke!
There is nothing! NOTHING!
Huh, uh, uh, help please!
Huh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, help me! *gunshot*
[Intro Two: Masta Killa]
It's assassi, it's assination day, I stalk...
It's assassination, I sta...
It's assassination day...
It's assassination day, I
[Verse One: Inspectah Deck]
Ryzarector, Madman, uh, uhh, yo, uhh
I move through the third world, my third eye's the guiding light
Invite the fight, we all die tonight
The life I lived, a 25 to life bid
Parole reneged, I stroll the globe fugitive
CREAM is short, C-cypher power stalk plus the fiend talk
Three G's accost in Supreme Court
White lies and blackmail land me back in jail
We're all for sale, a stolen gold but it fail
Stranded on the front line, I shine to the dumb and blind
It comes time I take back what was once mine
Crunch time in the first quarter, from the worst slaughter
Devil's poisonin the birth water
The earth daughter rest her head on my chest
Through the struggle we cuddle under half-moon crest
While the press plant fear and exploit the gun blastin
Central broadcasting is shackling, nerves are unfastened, shhhh
Trapped in deep-water gaspin
I Clash With the Titans from my half on the action
[Verse Two: RZA]
I stop producers careers, the weak spot was their ears
Scorpion darts hits their mark, pierce their heart with silver spears
You're bewildered, my unsaturated, low filtered
Devils still peeled it still they're living built tilted
MC's upon their axis, their body has a tactic
Lactic acid, desert drop cactus, practice
You can never master, it's invincible, Wu-Tang indispensable
One nation under God, indivisible
With liberty and justice, the mic is in my clutches
Thugs who bring ruckus, leave in crutches
Unforgiveable snakes face the double-edged swords starts to swivel
Decapitates the head, makes the projects, more livable
Interchangable, caution flameable
My chamber is ninety-nine plus one unnameable, angles
And strangles, microphone cords start to dangle
Silent as the gases that pass throughout your anal
Retrieve through your doors
Seep out like sweat through the pores
Destroy your internal organs with the biological warfare
[Verse Three: Raekwon the Chef]
(Assassination day)
First of all, before we move on, this shit is like a Yukon
Don, spread it out like Grey Poupon
Splurgin, mergin in the suburbs, using this just like an adverb
Action word, flowing like a blackbird
God came in, aimin like Terry Bradshaw
He hit the crash bar, stay relaxed God, his shit is smashed Pah
You handle this just like algebra, UFO spot 'em like Galaga
Hold on like bullet-proof Acuras
You so fly, yeah right, you want to get me high
Yo Bobby, you hear how I'm shootin it like they blew top snow
You won't play me like your lady
Pay me three-eighty spit it at you like a baby
Final destination Haiti
[Verse Four: Masta Killa]
War is extremely serious and it saddens me
To have to take tings to deadly measures
And have you measured and shot for no pay
It's assassination day I stalk my enemy like prey
Tranked by deceptional sounds that deceives
And lures MC's to the lair
With a mic-like bait, then awaits to be bitten by greed
Temptation tempts my victim to proceed
Forward, ignorance wouldn't allow retreat
You'd rather pursue DEATH than admit defeat
Now who's best to describe for what I specialize in
Murdereous rhymin, constantly in climbin
My mind spits with an enormous kickback
Your brain didn't absorb the impact
Disorderly conduct from the crowd is the feedback...
It's assassination day, I
It's assassination day
It's assassination day
It's assassination day, I stalk my enemy
It's assassination day, I stalk my enemy
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