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Yo yeah New Ghostface Yeah, to glorious days one Yeah God, check it out y'all We back, yes yes y'all one Fake roller derbies Yeah, masked avengers We're here to sharpen your sword one All praises due to T.M.F Wu Tang Clan Scream on it Ghost Aiyyo, we at the weedgate waitin for Jake We want eight ravioli bags two thirsty villians yelling bellyaches one Heavyweight rhyme writers hittin the grass Stash the right bitch pull out his kite from this white bitch one Talkin bout Dear Ghost you the only nigga I know like when the cops come you never hide your toast one Guests started mashing CVL Ice Water battlion Past tense place to gold caskets one Dru Hill bitches specialist loungin at the mosk Suede cufy Rabbi come dig up a dentist one Rhymes is made of garlic never in the target when the NARC's hit rumor is you might start to spit one You nice Lord sweet daddy Grace,wind lifted on the dancefloor mangos is free followed by Ghost one Dug behind monument cakes we never half-baked Alaskan, cess capade pushin new court dates one Trauma hands is like candy canes lay my balls on ice The branches in my weed be the vein one Swimsuit issue, darts sent truly from the heart, boo, I miss you See daddy rock a wristful one Moder-en slave God graveyard spells fog your goggles Layin like needles in the hospital one Five steps to conque Ax Vernon debt, big ass whistle Ziploc your ear here thistle one To my real bitches take your drawers off To all my high niggas, snatch her skirt off one Just in case she wanna play get up in that bitch face and tell her Ghost said Take your clothes off one Aiyyo, the Devil planted fear inside the black babies Fifty cent sodas in the hood they goin crazy one Dead meat placed on the shelves we eat cold cuts Fast from the heart y'all and GROW UP one Aiyyo, crash thru break the glass Tony with the goalie mask That's the pass heavy ice Roley layin on the dash one Love the grass cauliflower hurtin when I dumped the trash Sour mash surgeon heavy glass up at the Wally bash one Sunsplash, autograph blessin with your name slashed Backdraft four pounders screamin with the pearly hats one Children fix the contrast as the sound clashes Mrs. Dash, sprinkle wit her icicle eyelash one Ask Cap or Pendergrass for backstage passes Special guest no more Johnny Blaze Johnny Mattress one Acrobat, run up on that Love Jones actress Distract the cat while I'm high sugar get a crack at this one Dickin down Oprah jumprope David Dinkins Watch the Black mayor of DC hit them open Tangerine sofa, two super soakers in the Rover Hit the sport's bar tell a young lady to bend over one Meditated yoga powder ball dancin with the vulture Castor Troy layin for Travolta one Yo switch the lingo five nine-seventy God glow seven fifteen fall be heavenly one Aiyyo, the Devil planted fear inside the black babies Fifty cent sodas in the hood they goin crazy one Dead meat placed on the shelves we eat cold cuts Fast from the heart y'all and GROW UP one Aiyyo, Wu-Tang Clan, T.M.F in the motherfuckin joint We all connect as one Aw shit, baby Straight up and down y'all Staple town, y'all Yo how many girls you gotta fuck yo one Ah hah, knowI'msayin Trey Mack what Shaolin Staple town B How many nuts you might bust one Haha, straight up and down Staple drop a nigga yo one How many shots one Gunnin for the dome and it only takes one That's it Word up How many cakes we bake y'all one Yo, yo, yo How many L's we smoke one Aw shit, haha at a time, nigga one At a time, you know how we do at a time one