[Ghostface]

What the fuck I got the moonshine, word to God let's get it on

Clap your heels two times, grab the magic wand

Nameless, these stonewashed cats leave him brainless

Showin out of this world, stranded on Uranus

With coke and a dollar bill stems and crack capsules

Take a blast fool but we trap up crews it's natural

like soybean, burn like a laser beam

My vaccine I shoot it firm and it connects like sideburns

The segment, rare fragment comes together

like magnets, attract heads capture like Dragnet

Going through mad phases, of all ages

Killa bee's locked the fuck up behind cages

The Genovese swallow this line and caught a freeze

Press call ID for me to quote more degrees

The fortune teller Tucker sleeping gas umbrella

A war where they're gunning in the back of Armanbella

Now who, don't believe that cash must rule

I don't eat beef, I slap blood out of Purdue

Keep a Wallace mic, mics on strike the session

It's over, I file this and glow like fluorescent

[Ghostface]

Yo yo, methods of blow like snow constant cash-flow

Rocking a Shaft Afro, Tony got mad glow

with hoes, mega powder dripping from they nose

Fucking Jet magazine bitches with, wild pussy pose

Send em for the whole night, daily venom horror snake bites

Only Built 4 Cuban Link kings who shoot dice

Holding money that's convertible, beds with feathered bags

With the mongoose your man's got two seeds down in Bagdad

You onion-head niggas spread out and parlay

Yo Rae these itch days get crashed with ash trays

I pull stings like, guitar strings down in Spain

I'm so hyped Jakes label God "crack cocaine"

Why Equality Self God, yeah yeah you know it kid

Ricki fucked up, and G-Pac, blow his wig

he's rocking Wu Wear, the latest in fleece uniform

He's a newborn, look at money swearing like he's on

But anyway back to furry kangols Jamaican wallabies

My back is on the wall, bombing devils with trick-knowledgy

My heart is cold like Russia, got jerked at The Source awards

Next year two hundred niggas coming with swords!

The only man I hold wake for

Is the sky-blue Bally kid, in eighty-three, rocked Taylor's

My Memorex performed tape decks, my own phone sex

Watch out for Haiti bitches, I heard they throw hex

Yo, Wu whole platoon is filled with rac-coons

Corner sittin wine niggaz sippin Apple Boone, this ain't no white cartoon

Cuz I be duckin crazy spades

The kid hold white shit, like blacks rock ashy legs

Why is the sky blue? Why is water wet?

Why did Judas rat to Romans while Jesus slept? Stand up

You're out of luck like two dogs stuck

Iron Man be sippin rum, out of Stanley Cups, unflammable

Noriega, aimin knives which stay windy in Chicago

spine-tingle, mind boggles

Kangols in rainbow colors, promoters try to hold dough

Give me mine before Po, wrap you up in so-and-so

I ran the Dark Ages, Constantine and great Henry the Eighth

Built with Ghengis Khan, the wreck suede wiley Don

what are u a rapper or sum shit go get me a glass of lemonade old man

baaahahahhaha fuck no........quoten some crazy ass lyrics from ghost face..

i once knew a girl we called ghost face... cause her make up was to pale for skin colour and she was so quiet... she was like a ghost :P

lol i got u preme jus fuckin wit u no homo

[Ghostface Killah]

With big carrots and static, with that leaves the bad habits

Drugs layin' in buildings with great big automatics

Anonimos' in the hood, it's a fact, we could do magic

Splatter faggots in lobbies, the heat burn off his eyelashes

Don't try to pass this, back up or you'll receive something

Real tragic, them hollows'll race through your jacket

Semi gangstas with weak tactics

Forensic scientists called in to display graphics

For square inch to his back winds

They brain is spleen, it's left all over a fiend's mattress

Bastard, we cock and squeeze after we leave our ratchets

We keep the hood cryin' for massive havoc

No Trix we take from silly rabbits, yo feed them lead carrots

The little mans'll connect and they touch that fabric

The only thing that can stop 'em is that tephlon phat shit

Maybe artillery's heavy like a bunch of fat chicks

Brrrr.... baow! Ain't no comin' back bitch!

u kno ive been known to come up wit cuple hot bars myself usually bout 3 or 4 at a time lmao itd take a week or so to put em together to make a rap but i culd get there hahahaha

they would get lost in ur book bag between ur science and social studies books lol