Daytona 500 (Live) - Ghostface Killah Written by：Robert Diggs Jr./Dennis Coles/Corey Woods/Darryl Hill/B. James Force MDs： We are the g o d s And we came to rock the spot Like iron man stars
They be the ill est MC's in the world today
Cap pa rake won and the r z a
So listen to them clear and put the box right near your ear Light your blunts and down your beers Cause you could never f**k with woe tang killer bees
From where we at to my man's cell
From where we at Raekwon：
Say peace to cats who rock mac knowledge know ledges Street astrologists light up the mic god acknowledge this Fly joints that carry two points corolla Motorola holder Play it god e pack over the shoulder Chrome tanks player like yanks check the franchise Front on my guys my enterprise splash many lives Repel all fakes like reflectors He had sugar in his ear in his last crack career We can manhandle him if you wanna Run in his cribo get ditto skate like a limo And jet to the fliest estate relate take a break Break down an eighth and then wait drop it like drake Thugs they be booing and screwing we canoeing Claim they doing the same sh*t we doing f**k a union It's the same style ria train a boy jump the turnstile On the island he tried to challenge god for the new bails Especially that aluminum bat in the ac Relax lay back sell a grenade a day it pays black The mac 10 flex wipe cats like windex Index finger be sore busting these fly scripts The wally kid count crazily grands with our plans Laying with my b**ches and my mans in lix lands We losing 'em jet to the stash in now Jerusalem Abusing 'em rocking his jewels like we using 'em Low pro star seven thick waves rock polar Roll with the older gods build with the sun moon and star Force MDs： All these MC's be realizing
That ghost got that sh*t they'll keep you my baby The woe is here to bring you shoo lien's finest
But if your skills are weak you better step one behind us Ghostface Killah：
Mercury raps is roughed then god just shown like taps Red and white wall's that match bend my baseball hat Doing forever sh*t like pissing out the window on turnpikes Robbing *rds for leathers high swiping on dirt bikes Voice be mellow like Vaughn Harper radio barber Murder sleep away camp the fly lady champ The arsonist who burn with his pen regardless Slaying all these earthlings and fake foreigners In the philistines pick herbal beans bubbling strings Biochemical cream we burn kerosene The conviction of my tape is R**e wicked like Nixon Blond heads inscriptions with three sixes in Kiss the pyramid experiment with high explosive I slap box with Jesus lick shots at Joseph Zoom in like binoculars the rap blacksmith Money's role x was rock less chef rag top is spotless I'm iron man no die cast metal I'm steel alloy True identity hidden inside secret tabloids Breathe oxygen both sides of my jaw carry oxen The track hit like the badgers in hundred watt boxes Yo jostling these cats while little j be deli in Sip Irish moss out of Waldensian
Rhymes like retail make sure sh*t sell From where we at to my man's cell Force MDs： All these MC's start realizing That ghost got that sh*t they'll keep you vising
The woe is here to bring you shoo lien's finest But if your skills are weak you better step behind us Cap pa Cappadonna： Give me the the fifty thou small bills My gold plate my slang kills My beer spills what up lilos Murder one dun Killer bee stung guess who back home son My technique of slang camp won third platoon soon Crustal bottles cages of boom pa pi wardrobe The mad hatter big d**k style beware goons Smuggle balloons lorn a drones in fat pu**y wounds Let the gods build pull up the grill Check out the mad skills Top secret technique too hard for you to peep it and keep it Jiggly style of rap and watching knuckle slang sweep it Out of order tape recorder can't record my slaughter Spoil the rotten dona too good to be forgotten High top notch borderline rhymes is hand cocked Ninety six my ill sound clash is still hot
Get yourself shot Force MDs：
All these MC's start realizing
That ghost got that sh*t they'll keep you vising
The woe is here to bring you shoo lien's finest
But if your skills are weak you better step one behind us
Rhymes like retail make sure sh*t sell From where we at to my man's cell Force MDs： All these MC's start realizing That ghost got that sh*t they'll keep you vising
