it, RZA Chef Ghost and Nas niggaz is the prophet [Nas] Tell em it's on right? [Ghf] Show those crabs how to rhyme [Rae] RZA Chef Ghost and Nas
me. when i crack wise just laugh to amuse me. who me, a raver? do me a favor, make like a blackhead and get out of my face crack head. each and
I'm a set you real good then I'm airin' you out Rep your coast, we got the crack, one hit you overdosed That shadow that you see, that's my motherfucker Ghost
La, da, da, da, la, da, da, da Through every crack the voice of an angel She doesn't know who I am for I am a ghost Oh, I am a ghost to her She doesn
No wonder my hands, tight where the Internet ends I take back most of the flack The stress smokes, press me close to the crack Like my pops, the ghost
from the face of the planet My minds stuck inside a cycle of depression Cause your world got my outlook damaged They have it shattered and cracked
ghosts of apologies There's no room, no room inside For a hitcher with a suitcase of pride Before me, a stallion pulls like the moon Sun through the
Inside display of broken wings So smooth porcelain face cracks and flakes away Turns to pulse flying down telephone lines To the pictures on your wall
Yo God, through the knowledge, God, it's like this This world is rude and controlled by society That exists with the societies, that exists, with the
He thrusts his fists against the post and still insists he sees a ghost He thrusts his fists against the post and still insists he sees a ghost She's slippin through
me einstein Buck a shot two times and stick you for your rhyme Put you in a pine box You and your whole family's on detox Hustlin crack for reeboks Holy
[Chorus] Time, time is on your side It's a lovely ride you wanna step inside Time, time is on your side It's a lovely ride you wanna step inside
gin Stir it together gulp it down my eyes roll back I'm chasin' that dragon but it's more like a hatchet attack I'm peekin' through windows pickin' out
dated under a pillow intended to smotha) Hear the instrumental as I get inside ya mental state of mind And bust a rhyme Time'll tell if I'm still raisin hell I drive ya like a hamma on a bed of nails I'm like crack
nine, call me Einstein Buck a shot two times and stick you for your rhyme Put you in a pine box You and your whole family's on detox Hustlin crack for
gon' need some kryptonite/crip-tonite to stop me Yeah! [Verse 1] Standin' on the top of the Eiffel Tower Starin' down at New York City Like the ghost
all these words trip over cracks in the sidewalks. uptown, one year. i'm distantly distressed. i'm finally coming close to ghost. i'm dancing on your
Eat shit and die Eat shit and die Eat shit and die [Ill Bill] I'm comin' out from inside the walls like asbestos A ghost disappearing and reappearing