Lord Superb - Good times pt 2 lyrics

Ain't we luck we got em Allah himself Ain't we luck we got em Man woman and child Ain't we luck we got em The book of life Ain't we lucky we got em Starks enterprise Ghostface Tech out the rap kingpin the black jesus I know a few n***as sniffed coke and caught seizures Peace to half moon ceasars And all the b**hes in the bleachers Hot weather s** on the beaches Jewelry shopping out of the country Delux luxury People saying them nine chains look truck on me But what about the wonder woman bracelet Two or point three Diamond cut engraved rubies kid I laced it I beat vegas Wu segas I could get shot for sayin this West nile sh** cause me to spray this Staten island's gandhi ghost the rap whino These avenger's word will make a child's mind blow Lord superb Hominy grits Welfare cheese Roach clips Wic checks dated first and the fifth What ghost ? Ghostface f** yall n***as and f** yall b**hes and f** them pictures yall taking f** that whip you in Starsky bring home the dough Now the show is over It's over ? It's over ? Lord Superb Timberland clashing off them j**els Cash insurance Tahoes fly clothes plus farragamos Five plus five O One plus nine O Save ourselves Reach our goals Ghostface What if the bible wasn't good And good was bad as bad as it should It matters Feed em proper food The wonders that allah would do Maybe they'll discover you Look I'm like a couple j**els Ticketron was sold out Plus the garden love the way I move People see me G dini hit beenie on the cell See me you need you read me Captain over get that weed to me The champion of vigilante Ask me what the circumstance be Hit me like marcus camby Hear me I f** with family don Faced the magic man at the soul circus Wheelying elephants I can't fall off Show off your last album was so sincere You had crack head skits Wody you went there Lord Superb Bentleys with sharp shoes Similak huggies big shazam j**els Ghostface Peace party people what's up How yall feeling ? Face the god Now it's time to start kneeling Yall cats be k**ing me Fronting like yall buying bottles Puny a** sweater on Yall be lying ! Lord Superb A big mansion Real props and shrimp scampy Sailboat big yacht and beige hummer Summer home Big stones and cologne Remember hero ? I guess them corner days is gone Mommy got a house Daddy got a house Granny got a house We moved out That's right we moved out Now that's what I'm talking about Ghostface Ghost dini I'm arista rat Step in the game like This is rap ? I thought this sh** was this and that This game ain't jack I'm about to go plat This verse right here Ima wreck this sh** As for the album Ima perfect this sh** In a cla** by myself I ain't next to sh** Had to get out the hood Them projects ain't sh** Want an eight series benz Cause a lex ain't sh** I want chain truck j**elry Yall necks ain't sh** We could spit it for mills or Spit it for deals When it's over We gone see who spit it for real I'll battle you for your b**h Or battle for your mom I'll k** you with a rhyme I wrote with no arms If LL is the goat greatest of all time That's why I'm ghost greatest of all sides East side west side north side south side I spit murder so much My mother f**ing mouth died Yeah Good times good times And mad sunshine Word up yo This is the theodore unit Straight up Word Banky panino Yo and esther rolle We love you it's good time For real uh huh Drop a bomb to this sh** flex Word up Ayo lex diamonds Word up im here boy We out