Ghost Deini Lyrics by Ghostface Killah

Ghost Deini Lyrics

    ft. Superb

    "In an enemy land..."
    "Ack, just by destroying Starks Enterprises,
    we could cripple their national defence.
    So, you Professor Finkle, the world's greatest
    expert on electricity must devise the destruction
    of Starks' mighty guardian, Ironman."

    [Ghostface Killah]
    Yo, summer time holdin the 9, split the Vega in half
    Jeeps rumble and my dogs puff grass
    Bank stoppin, high-derox hydrolic
    Kid with the most knowledge will obtain to touch top dollars
    Hold me down, hand me my cake, dusty, bake, activate
    Fuck your corny debates
    I'm like cake or maybe like $10,000 rabbits
    The kid walked thru, switch up his accent "Now I'm from Paris"
    Cash the bill, frozen element, Seagal
    Signs from the most high causes me to break them all
    How the fuck was y'all niggas thinkin? You think I fell off the ledge?
    The legendary Ghost Deini might be dead?
    Never, I'mpossible, pull out black burners like tonsils
    to gallants, hit 'em if we go to
    Bustin at y'all niggas daily
    Wall-to-wall, Hawkins
    Suckin your teeth cuz God chain-talkin
    like Ghostface this, Ghostface that
    Ghost sold crack, now his revelations spoken thru rap
    Valored down like the sheik of Iran
    Gasoline CREAM wrapped in hospital bands
    Model vans, Michael Davis, it's me against housin
    Extraordinary pro-black, sold God creations to control thousands
    Catch me at the flicks, Apollo rap Fredick Douglas
    You know what? Eh yo, fuck this
    Eh yo, how can I move the crowd?
    First of all, ain't no mistakes allowed
    Here's the instructions, put it together
    It's simple ain't it? Well, quite clever

    Marvin, Marvin, you were a friend of mine
    You stood for somethin, ugh
    Tupac, Biggie, ohh how we miss you so
    We want y'all both to know
    We really love you so

    Eh yo, I'm Gucci down
    Wally boot, Jamaican hat, long 4-pound
    Ask niggas how I get down
    Don't speak much, deluxe plush
    I'maginations holdin all like Willie Hutch
    You might've bumped into me on the Riker's bus
    Weed in my teeths, jem in my beauty sleep, sleeve
    Dead serious, knowledge by 2% triple geese
    Come on, we juggle mic's
    We come on all the amps, advance the final
    Show these niggas how the way we dance
    Hot night, Jamaica
    Came thru in a boger green '68 Pacer
    Had mad paper, high as a fuck
    Truck, 2 rappers got stuck that night
    I ain't sayin no names, they know who, thank you for the change
    Outdoor event, New Year's Eve, Cali weed
    30 seconds till we tear and decease
    Quick, call all my seeds dipped in the crowd
    The hoe spotted me, knew not to call my name out
    He walked off softly, we exactly
    formed like Christ and the disciples
    Black fatigues, leathal-faced dunnie, he held the rifle
    We had the whole shit shook, you favorite rapper's droppin they drinks
    On the low, tuckin they links, we made 80 off the books

    It's like '86, Magic Johnson, no disrespect
    My metaphors'll keep out The Projects
    Rap connects'll keep me correct
    Eh yo, I wrote this on Donnie roof
    After his funeral, on one knee
    Thinkin his killer's followin me
    So to my nigga Donnie, up there
    Can you please tell God that we fucked up here?
    We got beer, weed, guns, AIDS
    All these obsticles, it's hard to make it nowadays
    Watch the Devil in it, some say it's our fault
    If that's the answer, you know smokin can cause cancer
    Let me drop a bracelet, leave a chain behind
    My tape stay at the beginnin cuz that's how they rewind
    Y'all know how we dine, we don't eat swine, and we don't drink wine
    If you don't bring me some motherfuckin cognac, I kill you
    I can't feel you
    Ain't in my senses, and you ain't in my dollars
    I fuck with rockwilders, no leashes, no collars
    Brolic scholars, that's Ghost Deini!