This one is by the books Chapter for chapter Word for word This formula in disguise Now I'm shaking watching what they buy This one is so expected Line
the sun a kiss to the earth embrace a stone come the small black book come the brandy cask one strange disease the well worded paper signed by
ME!! Had Da Brat with em, shoulda had his gat with him DMX wanna get down well you tell homey I'm on that Treach shit, I do my +Dirt All By My Lonely
Oh there's insufficient evidence Of what just might come after But sometimes out of nowhere There's demented sounds of laughter Are we all haunted by The ghost
a fish bowl Earthling something you can never get a hold of Baby took a load off And then she strolled off Whistling Hummin' Thumbin' a ride "Driver won't you take me to the other side?" I'm a book A poem By
ever, The chedder shredder the grater the beef grinder I'll settle vendettas a little later, Giving haters incubators, think ya made a mistake, By saying shady was ghost
s had, black, they was rated P.G. Run, I will not give up, no, quick flag the car down Take me to.. Ghost here they come now! Errr! Pull off quick, back
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
our love by go get Africa [Lord Superb:] Harmony, grits, welfare cheese Whips, cheque data first in the fifth What Ghost? [Ghostface Killah (Lord Superb
: "In an enemy land..." "Ack, just by destroying Starks Enterprises, we could cripple their national defence. So, you Professor Finkle, the world's greatest
by groupies Minkal monk stars, I come in cat, invades Mars Hallyed at a sanctuary, first dent placed upon entry Fainted when the book mentioned me Keep
killing hand Buried in the desert sand Minds are brainwashed from their birth To serve Gods will down here on earth Follow the book by every lie True
: Step by step on through the void through these veins of rust we wander. Among the shadows of life I'm scared of ghosts yet to come, all the ruins of
ghost But my whole neigborhood is comatose Lookin for survival The devil made you a slave and he gave you a bible 400 years of gettin our ass kicked by
and the holy ghost But my whole neigborhood is comatose Lookin' for survival The devil made you a slave and he gave you a bible 400 years gettin' our ass kicked By
: "In the year 1982 a music was created. It was given the title: Gangsta Rap It had no positive messages, no redeeming value, hated and feared By the
in a Glass of champagne Sweat pours down You're in the back seat sleeping And she waits by the window On an empty bed, weeping The ghost guns the motor
the king of Cairo. Prisoners to fools and slaves to paper gods. In the faith salons.... The books of massacres and natural disasters, beguiled by
