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[Intro: Ghostface
Yeah, one-two, one-two
Testing, one-two, yeah,

Killah]
I've the life of Sonny Carson
Favorite slacks was the baby blue sharkskins
made like the ace of spade
Switching when I leave the forum
In the sleeve is a date
Russian cut, mustard handle, bout the size
Of little tight Shawn with his Nikes on, blamp you
you, throwing homo's out they sandals
Leave your brain all chunky like I'm advertising soup from
Bowl legged old man give me props, all I do is buy 'em a
Hit 'em off, like "peace, pops!", Fishscale got the hot
All you gotta do is go on the road, Dipset, Rae & D-Block
And how we take New York back (yeah)
Flex and the Pitbulls, Hitters, Kay Slay, Absolut
Camillo, Lantern, load the wax up, and shoot
Cypha Sounds, DJ Clue, Envy, next, Staten be the

Ghostface Killah]
We them brick, flippin' niggas with Cash Rule, relax
Doctor bills, funerals, that's what do
around here, fronting, we'll splash you
Staten Island murder goons, cousin, scratch you

[Ghostface
Yo, heard of ya'll singing like Lou Rawls
Try to fuck me, you gon' suffer from balls
a karate champ, shottie champ
You period niggas be with bad cramps
Intestines like chitlings
All we need is hot sauce, my eaters, go and get rid of 'em
Kites and death threats, ya'll keep 'em
For every you throw, my last one's killing 'em
Like cancer patients, in the process, losing they
You'll be fighting for life, scratching and
Panicking, gasping for air, suffocating no-wind syndrome
Like cut the neck of a deer
It's algebra in the third, Alfa with the gun to the rascal
Jessica is one of my birds
AlcaSeltzer's blowing up bursts
Out to melt you brain cells like Alien

[Ghostface
Get lost in my hood, it's you lost in El Mira
You get poked up, smoked up, throat cut
them little fly chains, get yoked up
Ya'll Head niggas, ya'll just cold cuts
Victims of night time street horror, going home casualties
The gauge blew a path in your knee
what happens in war, when the high heaters don't eat
We creep, our stomach growls loud, so we don't sleep, tote
Won't speak, (we them), we them niggas, we smoke beef