What's your favorite Ghostface verse?

[mr. smoke weed]

Yoooo!!!!! How da fluck I forget about this verse??!!! The beat alone sounded like the God was coming through!!

The only only only reason it'd be acceptable to overlook this (I did) is because baby U's verse after is

I hose down the place no shots to the face elite special force no religion style faith---or whatever the fukk he said

 

[feelosofer]

"We at the weed gate waitin' for Jake...."

We want eight ravioli bags
two thirsty villains yelling bellyaches



Y'all posted most of my favorites but this is underrated.



Allah let me lay in your arms
Hold me like a newborn, sing to me the most sweetest song
The exalted, the most benevolent
The knower of all, keep me safe 'till I return back to your residence
This Earth, my place of birth
As time went through the ages it got worse
Sicknesses, beheadings in Syria
Ebola's killin' my people, it's gettin' scarier
Most foods ain't even real, the chip is here
Deadly fluids bein' released, contracted through air
Dear God, it's been a minute since I cried out
Since mama died, I never wild out
We need help like the phone's 'bout to die out
Can you hear me? Can you hear me now?
We need a miracle
Destroy the FDA for holdin' back cures so they can get paid

 

[Billy Ocean]

We want eight ravioli bags
two thirsty villains yelling bellyaches



Y'all posted most of my favorites but this is underrated.



Allah let me lay in your arms
Hold me like a newborn, sing to me the most sweetest song
The exalted, the most benevolent
The knower of all, keep me safe 'till I return back to your residence
This Earth, my place of birth
As time went through the ages it got worse
Sicknesses, beheadings in Syria
Ebola's killin' my people, it's gettin' scarier
Most foods ain't even real, the chip is here
Deadly fluids bein' released, contracted through air
Dear God, it's been a minute since I cried out
Since mama died, I never wild out
We need help like the phone's 'bout to die out
Can you hear me? Can you hear me now?
We need a miracle
Destroy the FDA for holdin' back cures so they can get paid

Yep. I been telling n!ggas Ghost still got it. His voice isn't as vibrant as it used to be but he still lays down some quality verses. His storytelling verse on Wu-Block's Stella is right up there with his 90's storytelling tracks:



Stay dip, cute bytch out in Delaware, moving our bricks
off hard, stupid big stones on Miss Stella ear
She just turn 35, we in the spot on Martin Luther King Drive
Whole team getting high, on phones
We learned different codes of Pig Latin
So the jakes don't follow our trail with sick patterns
And the crib is jig, Jennifer convertible love seat
That's worth forty G's from Madrid
In Spain, sipping cherry Cosmo's and things
Stella, finish the glass, showing nikkas her rings
I said "bytch, I ain't impressed with that!
Why the fukk is every briefcase short by at least ten stacks?!
We had a mil' in each bag, there's eighty grand missing
You pop up with a new Jag', with a bad system
I done sent your ass to Hawaii and Waikiki
When your man needed bail, you'll come see me
Rob me? That's how we do? You pretty slick muthafukka!
You must think I'm a sucker!
Matter fact, you gon' suck this dikk. How bout that for a change
Let me see what's really on your brain!"
She said "Starkey, you violating me, stop it!
I saved up for this shyt, you playing me like a hostage.
Out of all people, I wheeled you around, when you got shot
Be the closest one too you, and may I rot
In hell"...* Sheek in the background* "yo Starks, chill, I don't think she that stupid"
Since '90, '95, she came through, kid
Two million in six weeks, cover six space
Just to think of those towns alone, we brought a big steak

 

[SoulController]

Impossible
Ghost Deini (2nd)
umm, i dunno theres alot those game to mind. Gravel Pit is slept on as far as the performances

 

[Steady B]

Yep. I been telling n!ggas Ghost still got it. His voice isn't as vibrant as it used to be but he still lays down some quality verses. His storytelling verse on Wu-Block's Stella is right up there with his 90's storytelling tracks:



Stay dip, cute bytch out in Delaware, moving our bricks
off hard, stupid big stones on Miss Stella ear
She just turn 35, we in the spot on Martin Luther King Drive
Whole team getting high, on phones
We learned different codes of Pig Latin
So the jakes don't follow our trail with sick patterns
And the crib is jig, Jennifer convertible love seat
That's worth forty G's from Madrid
In Spain, sipping cherry Cosmo's and things
Stella, finish the glass, showing nikkas her rings
I said "bytch, I ain't impressed with that!
Why the fukk is every briefcase short by at least ten stacks?!
We had a mil' in each bag, there's eighty grand missing
You pop up with a new Jag', with a bad system
I done sent your ass to Hawaii and Waikiki
When your man needed bail, you'll come see me
Rob me? That's how we do? You pretty slick muthafukka!
You must think I'm a sucker!
Matter fact, you gon' suck this dikk. How bout that for a change
Let me see what's really on your brain!"
She said "Starkey, you violating me, stop it!
I saved up for this shyt, you playing me like a hostage.
Out of all people, I wheeled you around, when you got shot
Be the closest one too you, and may I rot
In hell"...* Sheek in the background* "yo Starks, chill, I don't think she that stupid"
Since '90, '95, she came through, kid
Two million in six weeks, cover six space
Just to think of those towns alone, we brought a big steak

Ghost storytelling is definitely up there with Nas, Big and Slick Rick. Criminally he is slept on. He is in my Top 5.

 

[Lord Mecca]

Ghost on Black Jesus...


Yo, hit me for these Tommy Hill, Ice rockin nikkas
Peace, the Summer's mine, I blow the biggest
Back up off me, while I grab my dikk and hold the Heini
Park the Blue 600, Wally kings is right behind me
Tackle clubs, never rock Lugz, I'm way above
This mic is like golden gloves verses spark plug
Its like the pennant, Seminars the Play-off
Start the J off, like Cochran got OJ off
The Specialist who eyeballed the mistress necklace
Perpetuous, this curly head kid's treacherous
Leggo the Eggo, so we can dip dip dive the glecco
Throw on can-can, eat that plus this instrumental
Awwww shyt say Stark-aligist, Starks-aligist
Fried fish halibut
pull out the bull horn
and celebrate like Kunta was born
we elbowed our way inside Loud and got on
I played the building, burn a branch and get filled in
Like Pilgrims, G-in' Pepridge farms from out a million
who wanna rhyme? who wanna challenge the swordsman?
that rock that fisherman hat like Gorden's


Black Jesus indeed. Sometimes on tracks it seems like he really can walk on water

Ghost blacked out on this. I'd probably say this is 2nd favorite Ghost verse. But the verse that converted me to Ghost-ism is from Wu-Tang Forever

Call an ambulance, Jamie been shot
word to Kimmy don't go son, nikka you my motherfukking heart
Stay still son, don't move, just think about Keeba
She'll be three in January, your young God needs ya
The ambulance is taking too long
Everybody get the fukk back, excuse me bytch, gimme your jack
One, seven one eight, nine one one, low battery, damn
Blood comin out his mouth, he bleedin badly
Nahhh Jamie, don't start that shyt
Keep your head up, if you escape hell we gettin fukked up
When we was eight, we went to Bat Day to see the Yanks
In Sixty-Nine, his father and mines, they robbed banks
He pointed to the charm on his neck
With his last bit of energy left, told me rock it with respect
I opened it, seen the God holdin his kids
Photogenic, tears just burst out my wig
Plus he dropped one, oh shyt, here come his Old Earth
With no shoes on, screamin holdin her breasts with a gown on
She fell and then lightly touched his jaw, kissed him
Rubbed his hair, turned around the ambulance was there
Plus the blue coats, Officer Lough, took it as a joke
Weeks ago he strip-searched the God and gave him back his coke
bytches yellin, Beenie Man swung on Helen
In the back of a cop car, Dirty Tasha are tellin
But suddenly a chill came through it was weird
Felt like my man, was cast out my heaven now we share
Laid on the stretcher, blood on his Wally's like ketchup
Deep like the full assassination with a sketch of it
It can't be, from Yoo-hoo to Lee's
Second grade humped the teachers, about to leave
Finally this closed chapter, comes to an end
He was announced, pronounced dead, y'all, at twelve ten

 

[Uncle_Ruckus]

Breh the levels that he defiled and destroyed the One beat are still being uncovered

I remember he got verse of the year for "One" in The Source back when that magazine was still relevant.

 

[Da_Eggman]

Shakey dog

 

[Mantle Drunk]

Very tough but just to add on:

 

[Corndog]

Literally impossible to call. Some options:

Verse on Mystery of Chessboxing
Verse on Motherless Child
2nd verse on One
2nd half of Mighty Healthy (after the 'body body' bridge)
3rd verse on Beat the Clock
Verse on De La Soul - He Comes
3rd verse on Clipse of Doom

And countless others

 

[BmoreGorilla]

always loved his Glaciers of Ice verse.

My seeds marry his seeds marry his seeds that's how we keep Wu Tang money all up in the family

 

[pez]

Going to binge on Ghostface all day today off the strength of this thread.

 

[the cac mamba]

ayo summa time, holdin the 9
split the vega in half

 

[mr. smoke weed]

always loved his Glaciers of Ice verse.

My seeds marry his seeds marry his seeds that's how we keep Wu Tang money all up in the family

How'd I forget

Easilly my favorite GFK verse, the way he ends it with the "....that's how we keep wu tang money all up in the family" is so fukkin

to all my house bytches starks'll be home soon I'm on tour chill catch me 9-6 in June

 

[Danie84]

My favorite Ghost verses is on a hundred, thousand, trillion, tho

...but, let's see what's the first that comes to mind

We eat fish, tossed salads and make rap ballads