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Yeah, whassup, y'all, whassup? 
This is Ghostface, straight from Staten Island 
You know I don't really mean no harm 
 
But it just happens you know 
When I step approach a motherfuckin' wack nigga 
That tryin' to spit his darts and can't spit 'em 
Check it out though, aiyo 
 
Scientific, my hand kissed it, robotic let's think optimistic 
You probably missed it, watch me dolly dick it 
Scotty, watty, cop it to me, big microphone hippie 
Hit Poughkeepsie crispy chicken, verbs throw up a stone Richie 
 
Chop the O, sprinkle a lil' snow inside a Optimo 
Swing the John McEnroe, rap rock, 'n' roll 
Tidy Bowl, gung-ho pro, Starsky with the gumsole 
Hit the rump slow, parole kids, live Rapunzel 
 
But Ton' stizzy really high, the vivid laser eye guide 
Jump in the Harley ride, Clarks I freak a lemon pie 
I'm 'bout it, 'bout it, Lord forgive me, Ms Sally shouted 
Tracey got shot in the face, my house was overcrowded 
 
You fake cats done heard it first on how I shitted on your turf 
At times, Cuban Link verse, yo 
Check out the rap kingpin, summertime fine jewelry drippin' 
Face in the box, I seen your ear twitchin' 
 
As soon as I drove off, Cap' came to me with three sawed-offs 
Give one to Rae', let's season they broth 
Lightning rod fever heaters, knock-kneeder, Sheeba for hiva 
Diva got rocked from the receiver bleeder 
 
Portfolio, lookin' fancy in the pantry 
My man got bigger dimes, son, your shit is scampi 
Base that, throw what's in your mouth, don't waste that 
See Ghost lampin' in the throne with King Tut hat 
Straight off 
 
Yeah, yeah 
I just wan't y'all niggaz 
Smack all y'all niggaz, niggarettes 
Universal death threats, yeah 
This be the God Body, yeah, no doubt 
Judge Wise 
 
Aiyo, spiced out Calvin Coolidge, loungin' with 7 duelers 
The Great Adventures of Slick, lickin' with 6 rugers 
Rock those, big boy Bulotti's out of Woodridge 
Porch for the biggest beer, season giraffe ribs 
 
Rotissiere ropes, hickory scented mint scented glaze 
Perfected find truth within self, let's smoke 
All hail to my hands, 50 thou' appraisal 
Dirty nose with the nasal drip, click flipped on fam 
 
Dancin' with Blanch and them bitches, flickin' goose pictures 
Kick down the ace of spades, snatch Jack riches 
Olsive compulsive lies flies with my name on it 
Dick made the cover now count, how many veins on it 
 
Scooby snack, Jurassic plastic gas, booby trap 
Ten years workin' for me, you wanna tap shit? 
Bung, bung, bung, your bell went rung, rung, rung 
Staple-Land's where the ambulance don't come 
 
Yeah, you see what I mean? 
You see what I mean, you motherfuckin' crybabies? 
Get in line punk, you should be studyin' your odds 
Instead of studyin' me 
 
That's how you lost your first job, punk 
Now, get in line, for you get your lil' thick-ass tossed up 
Shit, I studied under Bruce Lee, nigga 
He was on the fourth, I was on the third 
 
Pass me a honey-dipped spliff, black mental cause continental drift 
One whiff of Pow, you gets my divine stiff 
Brick rock, late night, hear the tick-tock of my clock 
I used to run up and pick a crab lock 
 
Hit his stash, dip back, to the Lab, make him flip 
Uptown, boo-doop, now we back on your ass 
Incognito, fatal aikido blow, pop a needle 
Dick a knock-knee hoe, bust out her fetal 
 
Nine inch long, strong, Bobby pop the bitch thongs 
Spit on her, then I banged on my chest like Kong King 
Merciless Meng, point the killa bee sting 
Ring dings right through your head bing 
 
Snap the wing off of bats, my battle-axe tongue hacks tracks 
Once the ball drop, I'ma snatch ten jacks 
Pass the crack to a niggarette, puff a looseleaf cigarette 
While your man search the Internet for Bob Digitech 
 
In Stereo, crazy as Shapiro 
Multiply myself ten times standin' next to zero 
And snap my fingers like the Fonz 
And bag me a golden bronze skinned girl with the honey blonde 
 
Dip hair, make a nigga flip in his chair 
Had the armpit shaved off perfect with the Nair 
Stomach fat as a pancake for her man's sake 
Used to fuck her when she menstruate 
But it made her hyperventilate 
 
Brooklyn 
I know, I know, I know, I know 
Queens 
I know, I know, I know, I know 
 
Shaolin 
I know, I know, I know, I know 
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know 
 
Bronx 
I know, I know, I know, I know 
Jersey 
I know, I know, I know 
 
Long Island 
I know, I know, I know, I know 
I know, I know, I know, break it down
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