Ghostface Killah

[fox69]

"Keisha's House Skit"

"Keisha's House Skit"


[Intro: "Keisha" ("Barbara") {Ghostface Killah}]
Boy get your lazy ass up
So you can go to store and get some flower
And some vegetable oil so I can fry some god damn
chicken (uh-huh) {alright}
And don't forget to get the cards so I can whoop y'all
ass in some spades
(Tell 'em girl) And if they ain't got it at that store
Get it at the 99 cent store, nigga

[Ghostface Killah]
Yo, yo, yo, we on the steps with a six pack of Beck's
Four dutches, Osh Kosh jumpers, '86 viles, mustard {yeah}
A summer night, light drizzle type
Waitin' for the Mike fight to come on, son, 'pose to been on
I keep runnin' to the bathroom, shittin' {where the tissue at?}
I'm blowin' up Keisha bathroom, everybody bitchin' (god damn, nigga)
Ghost need his colon clensed
Countin' up g-stacks, eatin' Ken' Fried Chicken
Who wanna play spades? Word to rap, I'm givin' y'all a whippin'
Guzzled a couple, now, I'm seein' double
Rubbin' my girl leg, lookin' at Barbara, her sister got a nice bubble
I used to fuck her while she was seated by Bags from Brooklyn
He drove a Jag', she cut me off when she turned Muslim
I need some pussy though, that kind that be gushy though
That warm platinum pussy, with a dynamic pussy hole
I gotta fuck something, if not, I'mma fuck my girl
That's what's up, fuck the fight, yo, baby, let's peel..

 

[fox69]

"Killa Lipstick"
(feat. Masta Killa, Method Man)

"Killa Lipstick"
(feat. Masta Killa, Method Man)



[Intro: Ghostface Killah]
Yeah, yeah... we gon' high to this
(The world's crazy, son yeah.. you know)
We gon' high to this (just something about her)
My girl's a killa, my girl's a killa
(You know, her bag was always heavy, everytime I been around it)
We gon' high to this (and diners, and restaurants, I don't know)
Yeah... yo...

[Ghostface Killah]
Aiyo, I couldn't get enough from the way she smell
Was it Baby Phat, J.Lo, or straight Chanel
Her face belongs in a Luther video, Never Too Much
The way she smile, her face look pretty, though
Hands is soft, feet, no calysses
Her father owned six pallets in palaces
Laying out in New York, crush villas in Vegas
Greatest designer wear, son, she sport the latest
So I, pause the smooth talk, made her a drink
Blew her a kiss, as I sat down, she smiled and winked
Stood up, grabbed my hand, what up, slid ya boy to the bedroom
Popped the suitcase, I'm in the lead room
This check was loaded, equipped, with fifths
Porcelain handles with horse back kicks, whispered
"You know what, Ghost, I do hits" But niggas get fooled
By the sexyness, I'm a real gritty bitch

[Chorus: Method Man]
Killa Lipstick, my femme fatale, with the biscuits
A hit chick, now I'm number one on her hitlist
She killing the game, cuz she the business
Type of chick that love you to death, then leave no witness
Killa, I call you Killa cuz you slay me
Killa, you murda, mami? Ooh, you such a fucking lady
Killa, drive me half crazy, let's go half on this baby
Killa Lipstick, k-k-killa

[Ghostface Killah]
Yeah, this white chick Everlay, she smell Downy
Had her best friend named Jade, from Rockland County
Double cokeheads who love cartoons, type chicks who eat pussy
Listen to Prince and play with they wombs
Flight attendant out of Delta Airline, get money girls
Travelled the world, only one did jail time
Jade, her father's a judge, same nigga in the O.J. case
When he tried on the glove, but uh, in this scenario, four A.M.
The bars closed, now we at it again
Drunk nigga, come out I'm popping mad shit, he's past it
Nancy Drew, drew out her purse, the blue steel ratchet
Didn't even say shit, she blasted, barrel smoking
Shot the Henny out his hand for laughing
These are my bitches, Nancy and Jade
Natural born killas be letting they guns blaze... god damn!

[Chorus]

[Masta Killa]
Look she tired of the same old basic, let's face it
This is how she wants to be laced, I'm raping it
Anywhere, I'm taking it, she loving how the gangsta flex
This is thug sex, Iking it, nasty talk
As she liking it, spanking it, she biting the sheets
She's a freak, my view from the embassy suites
Is off the beach shore, Dirty would've love you, mami
'You like it raw?' A tear drop, fucking you slow
I see your knees knock, your love is so sweet
If I switch beats, and hit you with angles, you might breathe
You know the Godbody make healthy wise seeds
You, plus a glass of weed, is all he need
You could travel so far, look, maybe book a flight to Mars
To escaping at, one forty two?
They take Jet Blue for two, into Long Beach
Rain lifted whipping the port, from when I touch
Look something nice up in the stash, hit a Dutch

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Kilo"
(feat. Raekwon The Chef)

"Kilo"
(feat. Raekwon The Chef)



[Ghostface Killah]
(Yo, Oh, Yo Rae... I can't feel my face
My heart pounding and shit (audible heart)
Paranoid as a motherfucker right now, who the fuck?
Close the blinds and shit! Who that? Captain Kirk?
The stark...enterprise, enterprise I was on and some shit?
..I need some pussy though I'm ready for a catwoman or something
f-fuck it, lets go!

Aiyyo shareefa go to the store for me. I need some razors and a fresh box
of baggies, the ones with the tint in them!
Aiyyo son turn that water down a little bit, just a little bit..Thank You
I need two waters, a dutch, and a cranberry Snapple)

[Chorus]
All around the world today, the Kilo is the measure
(Whoever got the kilos got the candy, man!)
A kilo is a thousand grams, its easy to remember
(You never catch the kid going hand to hand!)
All around the world today, the Kilo is the measure
(Once you got the funds you got the panties, man!)
A Kilo is a thousand grams, its easy to remember
(Throughout the I 9 to 5 I'm the Handyman)

[Ghostface Killah]
Bricks, Tar caps, powder, cooked up crack
Phones is tapped over franklin's stacks
Kingpins put in bullpens, old connects get paro'
Break out of town when the Jakes take down the Pharoah
Reason, He was moving that peruvian white
blowing coolies into hoopties , slamming cuties and ice
big heavy pots over hot stoves
Mayonnaise jars of water with rocks in them got my whole projects out of order
A Kilo is a thousand grams
Beige, gold, brown, dirty, fluffy, tan, extract oil cut from cuban plants
The chemist is brolic, pyrex scholars
Professors at war over raw, killing partners for a million dollars

[Chorus]

[Raekwon the Chef]
Yeah
Aiyyo peace to those cooking that raw, powder white
Get your sniff on, scarface niggaz, we getting right
some call it bricks, some call it birds
how many niggaz get they lives tooken playing with shit, then catch a curb
You would go to jail
get caught with this, niggaz'll grow to fail
Stop playing, pot slaying, baking soda and scales
They lived like brothers, word life, connects discovered
most niggaz get hard, from fucking with them pipes and hustlers
Kilos is one thousand grams
You know your ammo better be heavy 'cause soon kids is coming in camo
Protect your land daddy, I'm an announcer
you get caught with an ounce and its over
matter 'fact they takin you down, son

[Chorus]

[Ghostface Killah]
Some say a drug dealers destiny is reachin the ki'
I'd rather be the man behind the door, supplying the streets
A hundred birds go out, looking like textbooks
when they wrapped and stuffed
four days later straight cash, two million bucks
strictly powder, no cut
your coke is vialed in, whats up?
Y'all beefin over little shit, we sniff, the balance split up
In a plane or a penthouse, office or a warehouse
Tony's got it nice, we never heard of any big droughts
A Kilo is a thousand grams
A pile of sand is equivilant, to the eye
It's nice to have a thousand fans
Coke buyers, some be liars
therefore, you check for wires
dedicated dealers, during holidays we give 'em lighters

[Raekwon the Chef]
Red tops, blue tops, green tops, yellow tops
Purple tops, beige tops, white tops, grey tops
Black tops, clear tops, gold tops, pink tops
Silver tops, tan tops, aqua tops, orange tops
Salt tops, long tops, short tops, 12 12's
58 58's, weed bags, ziplocks
Big rocks, coke spots, big glocks, one OT's
Crumbs chopped, hot pots, one plate, crack Spot

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Kilo (Remix)"
(feat. Raekwon, Malice)

"Kilo (Remix)"
(feat. Raekwon, Malice)



[Intro: Ghostface Killah]
Yo, Oh, Yo Rae... I can't feel my face
My heart pounding and shit (audible heart)
Paranoid as a motherfucker right now, who the fuck?
Close the blinds and shit! Who that? Captain Kirk?
The Stark...enterprise, enterprise I was on and some shit?
..I need some pussy though I'm ready for a Catwoman or something
f-fuck it, lets go!
Aiyyo Shareefa go to the store for me. I need some razors and a fresh box
of baggies, the ones with the tint in them!
Aiyyo son turn that water down a little bit, just a little bit..Thank You
I need two waters, a dutch, and a cranberry Snapple)

[Chorus: sample (Ghostface Killah)]
All around the world today, the Kilo is the measure
(Whoever got the kilos got the candy, man)
A kilo is a thousand grams, its easy to remember
(You never catch the kid going hand to hand)
All around the world today, the Kilo is the measure
(Once you got the funds you got the panties, man)
A Kilo is a thousand grams, its easy to remember
(Throughout the I 9 to 5 I'm the Handyman)

[Ghostface Killah]
Racing through the hood, ski mask off
Criminology hustle, when goons play the heat, blast off
And every direction, protect ya babies, your moms
Late night like Carson Daly, Theo Bailey, we stay armed
Grits box, vacuum tight, concealing the powder
Five fake cans of blow to throw them off wit the flower
Red dots on me, big scopes, bullets the size of nickels
Got Starkey coming out of his coat
I gots to jet, don't look back, my cardio's killing me
Old ladies is like 'Hold ya head, Tone, literally'
All this, for a thousand grams?
I'd rather be a con artist scheaming with a thousand scams

[Chorus]

[Raekwon]
Aiyyo peace to those cooking that raw, powder white
Get your sniff on, scarface niggaz, we getting right
some call it bricks, some call it birds
how many niggaz get they lives tooken playing with shit, then catch a curb
You would go to jail
get caught with this, niggaz'll grow to fail
Stop playing, pot slaying, baking soda and scales
They lived like brothers, word life, connects discovered
most niggaz get hard, from fucking with them pipes and hustlers
Kilos is one thousand grams
You know your ammo better be heavy 'cause soon kids is coming in camo
Protect your land daddy, I'm an announcer
you get caught with an ounce and its over
matter 'fact they takin you down, son

[Chorus]

[Ghostface Killah]
Bricks, Tar caps, powder, cooked up crack
Phones is tapped over franklin's stacks
Kingpins put in bullpens, old connects get paro'
Break out of town when the Jakes take down the Pharaoh
Reason, He was moving that peruvian white
blowing coolies into hoopties , slamming cuties and ice
big heavy pots over hot stoves
Mayonnaise jars of water with rocks in them got my whole projects out of order
A Kilo is a thousand grams
Beige, gold, brown, dirty, fluffy, tan, extract oil cut from cuban plants
The chemist is brolic, pyrex scholars
Professors at war over raw, killing partners for a million dollars

[Chorus]

[Ghostface Killah]
Some say a drug dealers destiny is reachin the ki'
I'd rather be the man behind the door, supplying the streets
A hundred birds go out, looking like textbooks
when they wrapped and stuffed
four days later straight cash, two million bucks
strictly powder, no cut
your coke is vialed in, whats up?
Y'all beefin over little shit, we sniff, the balance split up
In a plane or a penthouse, office or a warehouse
Tony's got it nice, we never heard of any big droughts
A Kilo is a thousand grams
A pile of sand is equivilant, to the eye
It's nice to have a thousand fans
Coke buyers, some be liars
therefore, you check for wires
dedicated dealers, during holidays we give 'em lighters

[Hook: Ghostface Killah]
Red tops, blue tops, green tops, yellow tops
Purple tops, beige tops, white tops, grey tops
Black tops, clear tops, gold tops, pink tops
Silver tops, tan tops, aqua tops, orange tops
Salt tops, long tops, short tops, 12 12's
58 58's, weed bags, ziplocks
Big rocks, coke spots, big glocks, one OT's
Crumbs chopped, hot pots, one plate, crack Spot

[Chorus]

[Malice]
Thirteen getting it, pyrex whipping it
Like UPS, pack it up, shipping it
Whether base or sniffing it, I got your fix
The story's foretold like apocalypse
It was me Michael T.T., handing out freebies
Taking over blocks, telling niggas to be fee
Where big brother 'Vine'll leave the body in the street
Something kinda like how I be bodying the beat
We was 300 deep like the Persian soldiers
Word spread fast, we was serving boulders
Ten crack commandments, holy Moses
If you don't fit must equip icer toners
Never grip they holders, fingers to the snitchers
The New York niggas be taking all our bitches
But we be God damned if taking all our business
Duct tape, hard tops, C.S.I. forensics

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"King Of New York"
(feat. Raekwon)

"King Of New York"
(feat. Raekwon)



[Hook:]
Pushing for the King of New York, I see it
Gangsters try so hard but can't be it
Only one could rise above all the rest
And I got faith in my man, Lest
Take down the King's throne
Conquer the warzone

[Verse 1: Ghostface Killah]
Lester Kane, I call him LK for short
See LK pushing for that King of New York
Few million dollar cribs
Liberace jewel box, go ox
Ostrich leather shoes, the egyptian socks
Tailor made shoes built like a brick house
Six foot nine, son
The guard had to duck in his house
Keep a trail of bitches,I'm talking three on each side
The head of this to the kid
Walk with black pride
He a monsoon mastermind
Flyer than the Isleys
Put a pop in your pudding
But not the Cosby's type
I'm talking big guns and Cadillac coupes
The New York monsignor's just scared of his suits
And his troops is like loyal lions, ready to feast
At the first drop of blood that falls down from the beast
Roam these streets with iced out case for the syndicate
Fucking with Lester on these blocks, boy, you in for it

[Hook:]
Pushing for the King of New York, I see it
Gangsters try so hard but can't be it
Only one could rise above all the rest
And I got faith in my man, Lest
Take down the King's throne
Conquer the warzone

[Verse 2: Raekwon]
All hail to the King Kane
Sling remarkable razor lines
Organized crime brung shotty's under the trenchcoat
Black Bugatti with gold spokes, folks get heart attacks
Sitting on top of the glow. money in garbage bags
Washing up the restaurants, nightclubs, etc
Pinky ring worth a small island, I raise the bezel up
Women on they're night strolls turning tricks and they trained to go
Nothin' stoppin' my function, got coppers on the payroll
Lawyers and judges quick to toss cases when I say so
King of New York with pesos
Leaving 'em foaming, mouths stitched
Eyes wide shut but speaking on my firm
When will they learn, loose lips will get your flesh burned
Puffing on a Cohiba Cuban
Them rubies got some bullets with they're name on it
And I'm itching to send it through
City is mine with war on my mind
And take the thrown by design
Yes, it's mine, I claim the spot cause I'm

[Hook:]
Pushing for the King of New York, I see it
Gangsters try so hard but can't be it
Only one could rise above all the rest
And I got faith in my man, Lest
Take down the King's throne
Conquer the warzone

[Verse 3: Ghostface Killah]
Temper like a old dad who lost his kids
Lester'd be the first to spaz out and slap you with
Headlocked the bitch, spit in the mouth while she screaming
Tie her to the cross in the church and write "Demon" in blood
On her titties, no remorse for life
He wild for the night, son, gun and knife
Living trife reckless, hang a man by his necklace
Then mail it to his family with blood still on it
Few black roses, maybe a finger or two
He out to be the King of New York
And he gon' do exactly what he put his mind to
He a crimeboy, he's diligent
Silverback gorilla and he's killing it
Ruthless, this man reminds me of myself
Tony Stark, the King obsessed with wealth and power
Built for the takeover
Rearrange your whole damn face
You need a makeover

[Hook:]
Pushing for the King of New York, I see it
Gangsters try so hard but can't be it
Only one could rise above all the rust
And I got faith in my man, Lest
Take down the King's throne
Conquer the warzone

 

[fox69]

"Kunta Fly Shit"

"Kunta Fly Shit"


[Ghostface Killah]
Yo Lord did you peep that
That nigga pussy, that's why I'm gon' eat that
Live and direct, five Tec's, med hat
Hugh Hef' rows, bang on that out of town nigga coz he UFO
Patiently press upon him
Ask him, "who you know? where you from?
What's up Duke?" Watch how you pop ya gum
Empty ya pockets'fore the cops come
When I bus take off past the light that ass better Run
An' don't look back (no), hide if you have to
Dollar vans, just Run into boats if he have to
Even got a .38, don't give me no hastle
When that little brown book in your pocket read Mathew's
Jesus Christ, brothers around here stick together like cheap rice
So Run little doggy, wolves is comin'
Tell him London, he get done in
Flame boy to his brains, hangin' out his onion

 

[fox69]

"Last Night"

"Last Night"


[Intro: Ghostface Killah (samples)]
[phone rings 6 times]
Yeah... I don't know, that bitch bugged out and shit
She fuckin' other niggaz
("Hello?", "Hey!") Hey ("Who was you up last night?")

[Ghostface Killah]
Yo, she didn't pick up, guess she was gettin' her clit ate up
I let it ring a whole bunch of times, before I hung up
Now mind you, I just got finished diggin' her out
With my boxers on, and I had my joint in her mouth
Gaggin' and shit, lookin' down at the bitch, laughin'
I'm about to smash that pussy like baby Aspirins
I'm fuckin' her, like I had feelings for the bitch
I caught feelings for the bitch, fuck in Pretty Tone's whip
If I wasn't whipped, why I keep givin' up my dick
Like it's voodoo on the kid, I keep suckin' on her clit
From the bed to the bathroom, Toney dickin' her down
Sweatin' bullets like we in the ring, goin' some rounds
Miss Lucy, eatin' sushi, playin' with her cucci
On some Lil' Kim shit, tattoo right up on her booty
That said "Bet you five beans, you can't even move me"
Know how to work the pussy muscles when your dick is in that cootie
That's right, yeah her nookie's the bomb
She had niggaz wrapped around her middle finger, like the female Fonz
But anyway know what, I'mma call her again
Dododododododo, if she diss me, I'mma fuck up her Benz

"Hello?"
"Hey woman, this is the second time I've called you!"
"So what?"

[Chorus: sample]
I decided to update my crew..
Partyin' hard and stayin' on the move..
Playin' it cool, takin' it as they come..
Not rushin' into love with anyone
Last night changed it all.... I really had a ball
Last night changed it all.... I really had a ball

[Outro: girl (Ghostface Killah) and Theodore Unit]
Damn, nigga, stop fuckin' touchin' me
(Come on, ma, I thought you had an ant on your leg)
Man, you know I ain't have no fuckin' ant on me
{This nigga Starks got ants in his car!}
(Muthafucka! You got ants in your mouth, bitch!)
Aiyo, Tone, aiyo, Tone, watch the way you drivin', man
It's snowin' right now! (Muthafucka, I got it, nigga I got it!)
Your drinkin' and drivin' and shit
(Muthafucka.. give me another shot of that goose
I mean come on, give me some more Goose nigga!)
Aiyo son sweatin' bullets back here and shit, g
Yo roll the window down, yo, he bowling ball head, he bowling ball head
(Yo, aiyo, I nigga, thrown over my shit)
Man, fuck that shit, Starks who the fuck record over it
(Yo listen, baby, I camp real slow right now) Man fuck this
Muthafucka we in the Bronx, man! Be quiet, yeah you right (hold on, hold on)
Oohh shit... that's that Theodore shit right here, g!

 

[fox69]

"Late Night Arrival"
(feat. Trife Da God, Wigs)

"Late Night Arrival"
(feat. Trife Da God, Wigs)



[Wigs]
Yeah, son, it's the Einstein Theodore theory, street philosphy
Step foot on our block, there's no way possibly
Guns too big for you, to ever try stoppin' me
Talk out your mouth, you better speak properly

[Trife Da God]
Aiyo, first of all, you ain't worth to brawl
And my fifth, call it the gift, when I curse you all
See I'm a soldier, look at my ranks
On the block, we got that water bubblin' like we cookin' up franks
This is Trife Diesel, get familiar with the name
I'm here, to stay for a while, so steel it in your brain
My guerrillas'll bang, we are the Planet of the Apes
Clips as long as bananas, throw them hammers in your face

[Solomon Childs]
From the land of the pushers, hustlers and handlers
With military, heavyweight standers
Cameras on the cannons, move amongst hoes and gamblers
Empties on my project balconies
My guns vow for me, my bitch count for me
I'm royalty, motherfucker gon' bow to me
20-04, vampires that'll rip off your neck
And eat your garlic, murder, from New York to Charlotte
It'll beat a nigga down like Sonny Carlton, when he ran through a gauntlet

[Ghostface Killah]
Yo, my plate never pork, I sink deep into minds where you can't talk
Cough it up, bitch, I shine like Chinaware
Shine like the box in the live ball player amped
Fuck Mike Jordan, it's P-Tone in the air
Pullin' over NARCs with mad coke stashed in the spare
Guns and all that, the NARCs said, why you dipped in all black
Said, I'm comin' from a funeral, y'all boys can fall back

[Wigs]
It's Wiganomics, I drop like a brick in the third
And y'all fruit cake niggaz think my style's absurd
Only the birds I blow back, Staten Island super gat
Talk is pork, I get that money then stupid stack
Theodore, we state of the art, you wanna keep that
Chain around your neck, you better play your part
Cuz ain't a damn thing sweet, like the Wonka Factory
This the Enterprise/Theodore shit, you no match for me

 

[fox69]

"Let The Record Spin"
(feat. Raekwon)

"Let The Record Spin"
(feat. Raekwon)



I resurrect him, summon the killer
The almighty G.F.K. let’s begin
Let the record spin
Let the record spin
Let the record spin
Let the record spin

I resurrect him, summon the killer
The almighty G.F.K. let’s begin
Let the record spin
Let the record spin
Let the record spin
Let the record spin

Ay yo I’m back blowing dust off the vinyl
I got twelve more reasons to die, snap your spinal
Selling contracted killer with the promise of life
I hope you murder them Delucas for killing your wife
Just leave Logan and the boy, I’ll destroy their whole entourage
Blow up the cars in their garage, leave them cripple
The almighty ghost of Lester Kane
Soon to be one in the same
We insane

I resurrect him, summon the killer
The almighty G.F.K. let’s begin
Let the record spin
Let the record spin
Let the record spin
Let the record spin

I resurrect him, summon the killer
The almighty G.F.K. let’s begin
Let the record spin
Let the record spin
Let the record spin
Let the record spin

[Raekwon:]
Let’s unify and formulate a plan
Shut ’em down in the worst way
But first we have to annihilate everything attached to him
Mother and fathers, brothers and sisters, aunts and uncles
No one should survive this wicked war killers
Moulin Rouge models that bust [?] like Priscilla
Soon as they blow your whistle they quick to send you a missile
Down one hundred proof vodka burning your chest like kerosene
Now stop these niggas currency until they see no cream
I resurrect him, summon the killer
The almighty G.F.K. let’s begin
Let the record spin
Let the record spin
Let the record spin
Let the record spin

I resurrect him, summon the killer
The almighty G.F.K. let’s begin
Let the record spin
Let the record spin
Let the record spin
Let the record spin

So it’s your greed, Imma take your body and flesh
A human walking the earth and nothing less
Revenge is avenged when the family is diminished
You gonna rise to the heavens when our mission is finished
I’m gonna enjoy this the second time around as a chum
I wanna brutalize and torture; cause nothing but harm
Ring the alarm, throw up the flag, rise the syndicate
Deluca’s reign is over at the top, we put an end to it

I resurrect him, summon the killer
The almighty G.F.K. let’s begin
Let the record spin
Let the record spin
Let the record spin
Let the record spin

I resurrect him, summon the killer
The almighty G.F.K. let’s begin
Let the record spin
Let the record spin
Let the record spin
Let the record spin

 

[fox69]

"Let The Record Spin Interlude"
(feat. RZA)

"Let The Record Spin Interlude"
(feat. RZA)



[RZA:]
Seeking assistance to help eradicate those responsible for the murder of his family
Lester plays one of the records
Summoning the spirit of Ghostface Killah right before his eyes
Lester plees the Ghostface to help him

Ghostface offers Lester the use of his power
But only if he agrees to relinquish his body and soul
Once the ghastly deed is complete
Lester makes the deal
A deal
For his life