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Ghostface Killah Put It On The Line

grinds Gotta put in that work every day and just (put it on the line) Strong mind still shine, young man in my prime Had to switch it up on 'em, had to

bust for you Some major niggaz from New York, slinging rocks over here, majorly) Where they at? Get that gun, where them matches at, come on! [Ghostface Killah

fighting Fire with fire, you'll die on the spot, (let's go) [Ghostface Killah] Peep the barcode, leave the booth, wrapped it in charcoal Sippin' on firewater

face Truly explains the pain and the heartaches It's too much to partake, but I'm still fighting Still got my hand up, even though it seem frighting It

. Trife Da God & Kool G. Rap) [Intro: Ghostface Killah] Yea, yea It's like rap pa', huh? What? Y'all bitch-ass niggaz, what? What? Leave a mark on your

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]

(feat. Trife Da God) [Intro: Ghostface Killah] Kinda dusty..... [Ghostface Killah] Yo, with this game come alotta hate, but there's alotta snakes Niggaz

grinds Gotta put in that work every day and just (put it on the line) Strong mind still shine, young man in my prime Had to switch it up on 'em, had to

shoulder Miss the teeth and hit his Lo Mein noodles Fuck it.. [Chorus] [Ghostface Killah] I'ma tell ya motherfuckers something, my struggle is real Threw ketchup on