Y. St. Juste - Ring Ceremony lyrics

Peace Brotha Brotha Peace We shake hands like Goodfellas Verse 1: Mr. Harris They say never eat with people,that you never starved with- That way when one succeeds you can tell who hates the hardest- The naked eye can't determine,who goes the farthest- Appetite pack of wolves u.c.m.the martist- Thor hammer your rap grammar- Gone slide through the game grandma slippers- Living good,eating good,smoke that Tropicana- The trees orange,weed foreign have you crawling like a salamander- My black suit and my bow tie- f** around n***as thinking im a free mason- Resurrection of myself occurred around the time the knicks freed mason- One eyed this pyramid of money- In god we trust, thats illuminati- Theres 1 booth 2 k**ers this track dead We caught a body- Straight mobbing on you b**h n***as- We k**ing sh** that's John gotti- CHORUS Trying to run the city like Guliani and Koch Standing at the apex while I'm holding my crotch Ya'll look good but I look better Kiss rings with the goodfellas Kiss rings with the goodfellas Kiss rings with the goodfellas Kiss rings with the goodfellas Kiss VERSE 2: Maverick HD As far back as I could remember I've always had to be a goodfella We Major, so please salute And keep your hands off my f**ing suit Henry Hill reincarnated, Lufthansa thoughts, So Sophisticated The suits black and the benz is too, Agent J & K, No further ado But I hold the cards, like Tony, Danza, LaRussa Truth sir, I'ma Boss sir You bullsh**, you a boozer 8-4, King Koopa, I stomp you out, you a Goomba You can't play, your a loser, I'll end you, Akuma f** your sequester, it's our semester, we the new professors, gotta feel the pressure What's the forecast, it's that cold weather It's our reign, bring your umbrellas CHORUS Trying to run the city like Guliani and Koch Standing at the apex while I'm holding my crotch Ya'll look good but I look better Kiss rings with the goodfellas Kiss rings with the goodfellas Kiss rings with the goodfellas Kiss rings with the goodfellas Kiss