Ciph Boogie - The Ghost of Christopher Wallace lyrics

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Ciph Boogie - The Ghost of Christopher Wallace lyrics

[Jarvie Intro] Yeah, Yeah.. It's Car sessions..(Show Time) everything sports. It's a bit of a reunion tonight, on a normal occasion, your boy Jarvie and A-Rich would do the talking. But for right now the homie Ciph Boogie is gonna give you his take on the current state of things [Ciph Boogie] Ayo, welcome to my terrordome Told you that my hell was home You know I set my sh** in stone Break a leg or break some bones Lyrically, b**h n***a you don't wanna get it on Lyrically hara** you And go and make you read a Poem On my BK, BS you just Keep that at a minimum, while I get my dividends I do this for the a**holes, and kick it with the douche bags Middle finger in the air, I'm young black and reckless Reacting as a ba*tard with no common senses, you people are pretentious, living off your egos Tell me what you tripping on? D'usse what I'm sipping on, rappers get the getting on, So not original Hit you with the crazy flow, my rhymes speak volumes Wait for the outcome, sh** won't be a pretty scene With a cute chick, real fit and her walk is mean Mr. Bombastic is drastic, I will clear the scene Watch me switch the flow, I remember a year ago Y'all made this so difficult, but I'm here to win here we go!! Brooklyn baby raised me, never could you faze me This is for the ages, headline pages Trapped up in my own mind, running through these mazes Never with the fake sh**, y'all clowns is tasteless That's my word, I'm a kick you to the f**ing curb I concur with these verbs, make it feel like racial slurs Hail Mary, as I mash up your cemetery Intake your inventory, trespa** your territory You now rocking with the best, more or less I ain't impressed with that other sh**, n***a real calm, real cool, real smooth, just like bu*ter kid Kicking in your door, final four, I am running sh** Hitting like a ton of bricks, I am so autonomous I ain't got no time to waste, so just pick a time and place I'm ready for destruction, flatline, brain dead, boss sh** Frank white made sure I was a made man, domineer every year when I speak up That Brooklyn boy, done red'up n***a keep your feet up! [Jarvie outro] Yo Ciph I told you to go in.. you exceeded expectations. But yo listen up.. it's car sessions... it's Ciph Boogie, Ghost Of Christopher Wallace, you couldn't ask for anything better than this!! It's been awhile since I did this on a Ciph track.. but I gotta keep it 100 it feels right right now.. Pause!! (Laughs) until next time.. A- Rich I see you bro!.. we out