Ghostface k**ah - Trench lyrics

[Hook - Ghostface k**ah] I will take my time in the bushes, right Pay the people no mind like I'm crooked, right Shoot a n***a on down, do him somethin' right He on the floor, telling Scrams, "Yo, I see the light!" X2 [Verse 1] In the trenches with a trench gun Got my henchmen and your stepson Heard you're rich, boy - cut a check, shun It's the thirty-first, and I got to pay my rent, son Pop a n***a's face just for ice-grillin' Actin' hard like you're Vegeta... think twice, Krillin Give the burners to your wife's children And make'em shoot their step-pops 'til them tykes learn to like k**in' I make p**y-a** n***as become k**ers I could turn a smart, phony n***a dumb-realer I'll rob the key to your safe And run off with your skinny b**h and throw some meat on her face I'm crazy enough to slump you in a shed Then grab your girl, and hump the b**h with pumpernickel bread Pipe her doggy-style until I come all on her legs And then bust her in the head with a peg and h**n eggs What [Hook - Ghostface k**ah] I will take my time in the bushes, right Pay the people no mind like I'm crooked, right Shoot a n***a on down, do him somethin' right He on the floor, telling Scrams, "Yo, I see the light!" X2 [Verse 2] You ever wanted to get rocked with a graceful hay-maker, or worse Maybe popped in the waist with an .88 on a Thursday Or shot in the face with an AK- on your birthday Or oxed with a razor blade? So WHY'RE you so thirsty? You MUST want me to set off the bar, par' Bust shots that let off on your ma's car Y'all can snarl all you want But we're some devilish pitbulls; y'all are just Saint Bernard dogs Sh*t - you couldn't find a better villain .44 guns and a binder full of women I laugh at n***as trying to get a win in Dumb-a** n***as got me doing that "Joe Biden" kind of grinnin' Jigga's so Brooklyn, so Marcy I'm so Bronx, I got a house in the Bronx, on Bronx Street I'll throw you in a bag, like my laundry Hip-hop is dead, and I'm the rapping zombie What [Hook - Ghostface k**ah] I will take my time in the bushes, right Pay the people no mind like I'm crooked, right Shoot a n***a on down, do him somethin' right He on the floor, telling Scrams, "Yo, I see the light!" X2