like eating dead bird,trust the pharmacy over herbs, men marrying men ill they had the urge
Whats ya favorite Ghostface line?
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"I shytted on ya hood kid,
I shytted on ya hooood"
I shytted on ya hooood"
Yo, we in the fields with heat
You fake nikkas eat kid meals to me
We street referees, we rock
Jean jackets, thick shirts over turtlenecks
Certified doctors in hoods that still oil techs
But wait, roll cameras, Babyface money blowin like Beech 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 tonight)
Tux tight, all sharp, light up a bark, let's mingle
Fetch me a Remy Martin on Diamonds
Flare-leg Gucci joints, I never wore
I might give 'em to my brother-in-law
Fitzpatrick, rich b*stard, worth more than Egyptian marrows
Borrow the God jewels, Gucci goggles
That's how the God do, Motown twenty-five
My orals like Smokey's voice, little moist, but choice
We guzzle Dom's, smoke with scratchy throats
Live on the edge, bracelets, shades and classy coats
Jungle in the club, we play Columbo
Frosty the Snowman, frozen as the milky way
Ice on the floor, El-Producto in the sleeve
In the seam of his mink, he said he 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
"Stay True"
You fake nikkas eat kid meals to me
We street referees, we rock
Jean jackets, thick shirts over turtlenecks
Certified doctors in hoods that still oil techs
But wait, roll cameras, Babyface money blowin like Beech 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 tonight)
Tux tight, all sharp, light up a bark, let's mingle
Fetch me a Remy Martin on Diamonds
Flare-leg Gucci joints, I never wore
I might give 'em to my brother-in-law
Fitzpatrick, rich b*stard, worth more than Egyptian marrows
Borrow the God jewels, Gucci goggles
That's how the God do, Motown twenty-five
My orals like Smokey's voice, little moist, but choice
We guzzle Dom's, smoke with scratchy throats
Live on the edge, bracelets, shades and classy coats
Jungle in the club, we play Columbo
Frosty the Snowman, frozen as the milky way
Ice on the floor, El-Producto in the sleeve
In the seam of his mink, he said he 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
"Stay True"
"ticklish crunchberry nikkas at the flicks, pissed off standing in the rain and can't find they whips"
"told ya'll before I kick doors off the hinges ain't no Coors and it ain't no Guiness, money like Barry Blue,
Keeanu Reeves with bed slippers plays the PGA tour with Jack Nicholas, statues of Mary,
gats that bust mercury stand in the biggest storm and hand out turkeys"
"I work magic at a liquor store, all I need is a dollar and I'll turn that bytch into 5, and all I need is one more
to get things started, get retarded pphhh ahh 1, 2 I'mma fix these artist"
"told ya'll before I kick doors off the hinges ain't no Coors and it ain't no Guiness, money like Barry Blue,
Keeanu Reeves with bed slippers plays the PGA tour with Jack Nicholas, statues of Mary,
gats that bust mercury stand in the biggest storm and hand out turkeys"
"I work magic at a liquor store, all I need is a dollar and I'll turn that bytch into 5, and all I need is one more
to get things started, get retarded pphhh ahh 1, 2 I'mma fix these artist"
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~*--------(Big Boom)
Piff Lord
I slapbox with jesus lick shots with joesph
Excuse me hon, the Don mean no harm, turn around again
God damn, backyard's banging like a Benzi
If I was jiggy, you'd be spotted like Spuds McKenzie
Ghost on Ice Cream from Only Built 4 Cuban Linx...
God damn, backyard's banging like a Benzi
If I was jiggy, you'd be spotted like Spuds McKenzie
Ghost on Ice Cream from Only Built 4 Cuban Linx...
Jesus Is Lord
Give Thanks, Repent, and Forgive
Yo bytch I fukked your friend, yeah you stank hoe
Spit it with so much ether
Yeah, he took her whole soul with that opening line.
" yall nikkas kill meeeeee and yall kno yall booooooty so please get ur punk azzzzz off the street please please do it for ur fam nikka dont be stuuuuupid dont make me uuuuuuuuuuse it cause u cant sell here anymooooooore"-Black Cream
JayBaldacci
All Star
Stay True is poetry in motion
It's rainin, 85 degrees, kinda muggy,
one of them nights you throw on that face that's real ugly
Your whole body is wild, with your rugged profile, enough to make a hard rock smile
It be the Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, Jodeci joint, pulling ladies like a hamstring
one of them nights you throw on that face that's real ugly
Your whole body is wild, with your rugged profile, enough to make a hard rock smile
It be the Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, Jodeci joint, pulling ladies like a hamstring
Taadow
The StarchBishop™️
CAME IN TO SAY THIS.
honorable mention:
"Silent tears dropped from Stevie Wonders' eyes"
Somebody raped our women, murdered our babies
Hit us with the cracks and guns in the early 80’s
For those that murdered me shall stand before God
To fall at the hands of fate, then out comes the rod
"I Can't Go to Sleep"
Hit us with the cracks and guns in the early 80’s
For those that murdered me shall stand before God
To fall at the hands of fate, then out comes the rod
"I Can't Go to Sleep"