Ghostface Killah lyrics

Ghostface Killah lyrics

"Run lyrics"

All My Love lyrics
(Gets all my love) [4x] Pick up the pace, keep it, freak it Can ya keep a secret, so can I Why ask why, try Bud dry, I get fly smokin' a thai Puffin' a blunt, tokin' a spliff Stoppin' any crew that tries to rip The House Of Pain, Cypress Hill Funkdoobiest, my girl's on the pill So I can drill, and not have to kill An unborn child cause that's just wild I felt the pa
(feat. Jadakiss)

[Intro: Ghostface Killah]
Pss.. yo, yo, yo (yo son roll!)
Oh shit, yo, yo, run!

[Ghostface Killah]
Aiyo, I jumped from the 8th floor step, hit the ground
The pound fell, cops is coming
Runnin' through the pissy stairwells, I ain't hear nothin'
Buggin', only thing I remember was the bullshit summon
so I stopped at the 2nd floor, ran across, cracks is fallin'
My pockets is lean, clean when I vanished off
Took off, made track look easy
The walkie talkies them D-E-T's had, black, they was rated P.G
Run, I will knock your bug, no, quick flag the car down
Take me to.. Ghost here they come now!
Errr! Pull off quick, back up, hit the bitch, dog
Turned down Hill, light the Marley spliff
Run! I will no
Come Out Fighting lyrics
Originally recorded by Pennywise, dedicated to the memory of JasonMatthew Thirsk Voices! You're letting voices tell you what to do when you yourself don't know. Voices! You got one too, so let it out and let us know when you're feeling all alone. Well I know, There are times when- you're feeling close to the ground And there's times when- you may feel there's no place to
t get bagged on the rock
Run! I seen what happened to Un, they bad with they cops
Run! They am' shit, plan shit, destroy evidence
Get cassed, I'm not comin' home with no fifty six
Die with the heart of Scarface and take fifty licks
Before I let these crackers throw me and shit
Bounce if you a good kid, bounce, do the bird hop
Curse, swerve to get served, these cocksuckers got nerve
Heard I was killin' shit, they must got word
That I told the chief on Rich Port I don't wanna merge

[Chorus: Ghostface Killah]
Run! If you sell drugs in the school zone
Run! If you gettin' chased with no shoes on
Run! Fuck that! Run! Cops got, guns!
They givin' out life like bird tons
Run! If you ain't do shit, you it
That next felony, nigga, it's like three zip
So
Red Headed Maniac lyrics
Dragons cursing, the funeral fireThe screaming cries heard throughout the nightThe red horizons, the shadowy figureNow you'll die in an ancient timeThe people running, escape the villageWarrior of death will take your fucking lifeThe candles burning, beware the evil oneRavens gathering around the crossThe graves upturning, day is now burningLiving dead are among the ni
, run! Hop fences, jump over benches!
When you see me comin' get the fuck out the entrance!
Run! Fuck that! Run! Cops got guns! Muthafucka..

[Interlude: Jadakiss (Ghostface Killah)]
Ah-hah! I might gotta take my shirt off (yeah, kid...)
I like that one (uh-huh, go in, go in!)

[Jadakiss]
Yo, uh, it's Task Force Tuesday, the NARCS is in the black car
I got fine hundred, hundred packs in my backyard
Clear twelve-twelve's, that look like stuff shells
I'm cuttin' niggaz throats on the sails, while they puff L's
Don't leave nothin' unbagged, shave everything
I learned from the O.G.'s to save everything (to save everything)
They come by one more time, they gon' hop out
They two deep, and one is a bitch, she gettin' knocked out
Then I can get rid
Aveda lyrics
I got my head shaved for her because she told me it would do all the right things for my identity. I never knew that it would; I never knew that it could; I think perhaps because it makes no difference. Hold me down Aveda! Hold me down... it feels so right. All I know is what I've been told. I got all done up for her because she told me it would do something to correc
of the pack
but I just copped this pretty chrome thing, so I'm dippin' with that
Uh, down-shiftin' on 'em like I got gears on me
(Run!) Besides that, I got about 5 years on me
(Run!) Scared to death, runnin' like I got bears on me
(Run!) My Timb's start feelin' like they Nike Air's on me
(Run!) It's hard for me to slow down, it's like I'm on the Throughway
My belt's in the crib on the floor by my two-way
Now I'm try'nna hold my hammer up, and my pants too
If they don't kill me, they gon' give me a number I can't do
Rather it be the streets, then jail where I die at
And I'm ashmatic, so I'm lookin' for somewhere to hide at
But they too close, and I got this new toast
'Magine if I would of let off a shot or two, you know what I gotta do

[Chorus]

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