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[Intro: Ghostface
Yes, yes, we like to you
You are the caller
You know you just won a pair of Theodore drawers and all
How do you feel about that? (Oh my God, that is daddy I love ya'll)
Yeah, that's baby, no doubt... right now, his name is Ghostface
this joint out right here, it's new, word up

[Ghostface
I'm the Mighty Joe of rap
off of mighty gold, tongue and yack
Ya'll be amazed how I brought it
Two porsche's, big ass ranch with horses
Scarface breeze when I speak, the all
Plus the jewelry so truck, the get you nauseous
Two years, been like six divorces
Now the put my business in the street, but
I'm like cement, I rock I step
Kill music with no hands and leave no weed stuff
Like my better when they wore Reebok's
See hot, let's have a toast, I verbally deacons
Have the whole church for Ghost
When we speak we give sermons, and switch our names permits
The big shit, you get burned with
God-body fly automobiles grills
Two thousand, fifteen, nigga, we can off the wheel
A Georget Jetson, so sit still
Chill, to Queens, so the God Allah reel's reel
the takeover, breaks over, make something
For funny ass package, who want, and a over
Monster bangels, bojangles got the forty from all angles
Fuck a rope nigga, my gold chain'll you
Danish darts, language arts, banger you
motherfucka...

[Chorus: Killah]
All you is poor...
All of fushu, I got gats, Ghostface that
But your rhymes ain't workin' now, look hurtin' now
I had to you down, I had to shut you down

[Ghostface
to Saturday Night Live, write rhymes
Glide on beats, and we high from the
The dogs bark funny, in fact, I'm clean
can smell mark money, truck and mad bummy
Off the peter, grab shoots, Paisley
Gats, out the mack on cancer, the oo-wop
I bag AIDS, word to the U.S.
There's no need to panic, yo, we been through a
Like, namebelts, got the in Alfa Romeo's
Tent the niggas, that we had on a payrole
I on niggas like stop and go
And tell the liquors that Don pop more
And Venus told she a hot ho
Me, I'm just thinkin' bout what's next for
The worth billions, delay America
To Africa, home away, the six
Turn, Siskel and Ebert givin' two
New York Times it my best work, bump to it
You can Rolling Stone every bone, and kill 'em at the
Have 'em sit down, polly with the top five
Blocka-blocka, boom, now they all
Now I'm the one gettin' that bread, that's right
And the one rockin' those threads
See these cowards let the fuckin' go to they head

Ghostface Killah]
I needed to on all ya'll bitches, birds
But the more you bite my style, the more I
Your rhymes ain't now, look who's hurtin' now
I had to shut you down, I had to you down

[Outro: Killah]
God, yeah, people
You are now listenin' to the of Ghost Radio
777 F.M. and all that, no
It's real right about now,
The dance floor is and all that
Everything lookin' glory, I see
I see glasses in the air, yo, put hands in the air
Come one, let me you see Theodore, "Theodore"
Theodore, "Theodore", yeah,
That was chunky and all
No doubt, but yo, where Island at?
Where ya'll at? Make noise, yo, yo, come on
Yeah, me out
me out, come on
Take-take-take-takin' me out, take-take-takin' me out
Come on baby, me out, uh-huh, yeah, no doubt, no doubt