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[Intro: Ghostface Killah] Yeah... yeah.. Yo, yo
[Ghostface Killah] Talk about it, if you live it, if not, don`t even spit it Fuck your niggaz and them rap credits I`m in the `88 candidates, paisley`d out In them Coca-Cola rugby`s, two bitches, with a front in my mouth That`s right, standin` in the lobby with tech Briefer sheets, make the leaf, taste better, we love that wet Got the new Patrick Ewing Jr.`s, square you, it was boomin` We was robbin` digits, James or Rakim, he kept it smooth and Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa, can I bone you? Say I can Yes, I can, I`m lethal None of these rappers can touch my pen I`mma killer, that`s why I bounce back in the end I`m not, Freddy or Jason, or on probation The lifetime achievement award is what I`m facin` It`s time for sentencin`, the game, I`mma just rewrite it Puttin` it to sleep, don`t try to fight it, come on
[Chorus: Ghostface Killah] Me and Trife, yo, we wicked with lead-a Especially, when both of our tummies ain`t fed-a Theodore click, aimin` for your head-a We the twat team, when we be gettin` that head-a Don`t get it twisted, yo, we out for the bread-a It`s on and poppin`, like we rock blue and red-a You wonder why these faggots poppin` up dead-a We love hip hop, gives us our cred`-a
[Trife Da God] I`m from the era, when the chronic was hittin`, Onyx was spittin` Throw Ya Gunz in the air, that year, have party`s slippin` Back then, power dollars was the party admission Air Jordans, and Scottie Pippen`s had the latest addition And number 5`s, with the lead on the side Used to rock the L used jean suit, and the letters in dye Doo-rags under my Starter cap, nigga, I started that And if a nigga stepped on your sneakers, you caught a heart attack Bumpin` The Artifacts, mixed it on the fader Freestylin` up like DJ Tone, playin` the Sega Neighbors handin` out papers, promotin` g`s to save us Tryin` guide us, hopin` one day, we`ll change our behaviors Floatin` on traitors, them haters, they got the vapors Now we style on `em, kids that bitches, that tried to play us And to them faggot ass cops, that tried to slay us You can`t stop it, this is what the streets fight us
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