Ghostface k**ah - The Rise Of The Ghostface k**ah lyrics

Yeah yeah y’all y’all My deuces stand, my guns bust the silence I’m a black vigilante k**er pro violence, It's the rebirth born again rise through the vinyl spin they took out stocks but the light shines within it’s the almaighty rise and the murder is ghostface body’s dropped the ous left for cold case Colombian neck times in my black gambino bodies get dumped in the black El Camino it’s Rino gangsta wars money power respect revenge is felt like the heat from attack timely guns are irrelevant I’m bulletproof now, Imma fly through the end duck your chick a pal black super hero crime boss archnemesis good verse eatin since the first book of Genesis battle to the end that’s the way of the thriller sponsored links and stucks we’re reborn as the Ghostface k**ah Yeah yeah, no one could get iller, murders, bodies choppin to zip locks k**er be k**ed on this covered old street blocks, crime boss I call one of the Lucas, watch my eyes turn red, I got a squad from the shooters, murder murder, k** k** k** when the gas .. I’ma put the smoke street real. Hey y’all late night, stunt in the limo, hard time to caple on..be headed to drive em left us in the back with no time as a survivor roll dog spittin the mouth disappear in a swarm of k**a bees, crippling from their knees, take their legs out, n***a you know the steez, from the night hawk, evil eye power of my control faster than speed of light, we catch the big hoe, ruthless, six bodies hung in the mid road to put the shine I call nobody shine, stuck in the bottom, k** normal way.. call my name in your skin pull us stuck a man..face to recognition no time for remission, attack till they no one left in a position and you turn it the worst case scenario ghostface attack so Atlanta now ill you Their stucks is reborn, reborn as the gold Ghostface k**ah Murders, bodies chucked out to zip locks, k**er be k**ed on this covered .. street blocks, crime boss, I call boy at the Lucas watch my eyes turn red I got the squad full of shooters murder murder, k** k** k** when you gas ..I’ma put the spark to the grill, murder murder, k** k** k** watch the body can’t rise when the face gets real.