Shaolin's Finest
Ghostface Killah lyrics
Ghostface Killah lyrics
"Special Delivery Remix Lyrics"
Oklahoma Nights Lyrics
by Jimmy Webb Put the top down on this old Mustang Buy us a bottle of wine Head up north to see the old gang I want to see some friends of mine I want to see some friends of mine True loving people whose hearts are kind Find that little town that's in the back of my mind CHORUS: Oklahoma nights I will never forget you Oklahoma, the wind comes sweepin' Thru a sky full of lights While he's a singin' of an airless flight Put the lamp in a window, lead me back Lead me back to those Oklahoma nights Oklahoma nig
by Jimmy Webb Put the top down on this old Mustang Buy us a bottle of wine Head up north to see the old gang I want to see some friends of mine I want to see some friends of mine True loving people whose hearts are kind Find that little town that's in the back of my mind CHORUS: Oklahoma nights I will never forget you Oklahoma, the wind comes sweepin' Thru a sky full of lights While he's a singin' of an airless flight Put the lamp in a window, lead me back Lead me back to those Oklahoma nights Oklahoma nig
[Intro: Ghostface Killah]
F*** the whole industry!!!!
You tried to get rid of me!!! Y'all must be kiddin me!!
Y'all must be kiddin me!!! ay yo f*** the whole industry!!!
Come on!!! Staten Island! Come on! Hold me now!!!
[Verse 1: Ghostface Killah]
Monster cut truck balley s***
Champagne is spillin while we hit every club that my Denali hit
Out for this four thousand and better
The rhinestones in my flintstones look crazy in my sweater
Pa it's not a big fairy tale that's my ammo
F*** b****** on the reg with no problemo
Iceberg, rabbits, and the fox and more
Where I coped two more, bought four for Rza
Badboy thank you for this special deliver
Catch me by the pool in my Tony Starks slippers
Wonder woman armed, Ghost is intelligent
May 30 over dust dime I was killin 'em
Did cash on one sixteen I was feelin 'em
Then Dave kept the criss cold dollar bill on 'em
I lived it out -- special delivery
I spit it out -- special delivery
I sniffed it out -- special delivery
[Chorus: P. Diddy]
(I want that) Special Delivery!!!
This is the remix, special delivery!!!
Come on, spe
Fuumlr Euch Die Ihr Lebt Lyrics
Meine Art erscheint euch sonderbar Euch die ihr lebt... Die ihr das Licht des Tages seht Und euch bei Nacht verkriecht Vor eurer Zeit war ich schon hier So lange schon davor Und wenn ihr längst im Grabe liegt Werde ich noch immer sein Wenn Maden euer Fleisch gefressen Sehe ich noch aus wie je zuvor Niemals würde ich mit euch tauschen Mit euch, die ihr am Leben seid Ihr haltet euch an Religionen Und glaubt an diesen Judensohn Ich reiße euch aus euren Betten Ihr schenkt mir euer armes
cial delivery!!!Meine Art erscheint euch sonderbar Euch die ihr lebt... Die ihr das Licht des Tages seht Und euch bei Nacht verkriecht Vor eurer Zeit war ich schon hier So lange schon davor Und wenn ihr längst im Grabe liegt Werde ich noch immer sein Wenn Maden euer Fleisch gefressen Sehe ich noch aus wie je zuvor Niemals würde ich mit euch tauschen Mit euch, die ihr am Leben seid Ihr haltet euch an Religionen Und glaubt an diesen Judensohn Ich reiße euch aus euren Betten Ihr schenkt mir euer armes
Badboy baby!!, special delivery!!!
We won't stop!!!, special delivery!!!
Yeah! G Dep! child of the ghetto! As we proceed!!!
[Verse 2: G. Dep]
Aiyyo! Aiyyo!
Signed, sealed, delivered in just the nick of time
Rare, I'm a give it to 'em my design is rhyme in the ghettoist form
Show power the child of the ghetto is born
Uh, feet first, preach to the speech I kick ya each verse
Groove let the s*** just spit now it's dirt
Death pressin ya and ya like a hustler on the first ya need work
Stand by the grand high exhausted
At your door where the portrait is the raw shit
Picture that while I spit anthrax
On your cd, tape, and wax so stand back
You don't really wanna jump the gun
In the air let's flow with disfunctioned lungs
Go 'head and stand there and bump the gum
If ya wan't the problem we can hurry up and come bury ya
I'ma play the courier
[Chorus: P. Diddy]
Special delivery!!! Yeah come on, Special delivery!!!
This the remix!!! Special delivery!!!
Ha ha ha ha!!! Special delivery!!!
Come on come on!!! Special delivery!!!!
Yeah yeah!!! Special delivery!!!
What what!!! Special delivery!!!
Ladies and gentleman, Keith Murray aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!
[Verse 3: Keith Murray]
Yo! This for my niggas dem special delivery
Bang ya head off to this fuckin up your memory
I'll shake your cradle and rock your boat
Buck 50 your face then butter your throat
It don't matter where you been or where you at
I'm here now and I'm bangin, kid you softer than the Queen of England
Phraseologist natural philosopher wordsmith
Authentical metaphorical lyricist
Sharp descriptive writer kill a biter
Panty raider, party exciter
Yo Murray what the deal how ya feel?
Yeah I'm gutter what I utter got you timid hesitatin like I stutter
Oxy moron don't be dumb
I school niggas like the united negro college fund
I see you plottin schemin tryin to snake
And when you do I'm a give it to you special delivery
[Chorus: P. Diddy]
(I want that) Special delivery!!!
This is the remix!!! Special delivery!!!
Get wit me now come on special delivery!!!!
Badboy baby!!! Special delivery!!!
Ay yo hold up a second......this is the remix
so let's bring back my man,
Fine Lyrics
FINE.. I look up and I look down I take my shoes off to be closer to the ground I can think of many ways to screw up all these perfect days But I am feeling bold an brave I think I'll just feel good today Somehow in this twisted world I'm really doing fine you can say this piece of mind was never really mine but I feel fine Here's one reason to be sad Half of us have nothing and the other feels too fat but this is not the the time and place to crucify the human race there's a massive hight to ride
Craig MackFINE.. I look up and I look down I take my shoes off to be closer to the ground I can think of many ways to screw up all these perfect days But I am feeling bold an brave I think I'll just feel good today Somehow in this twisted world I'm really doing fine you can say this piece of mind was never really mine but I feel fine Here's one reason to be sad Half of us have nothing and the other feels too fat but this is not the the time and place to crucify the human race there's a massive hight to ride
[Verse 4: Craig Mack]
Aiyyo you must wanna be in the Guinness Book of World Records
as the dumbest motherf***** alive
Figure you 'gone survive
You couldn't move to my durange, even in a 4 wheel drive
And I'm your highness, finest
You hungry try this, by this livest
Uh huh, I take my rap style real serious
What you think it ain't...that serious?
I bang clubs and streets it's gettin hot
See Mack won't stop until Mack's on top
Young black america my CD drop
In two thousand and two to save hip hop
Grown folks shake your bones
In talkin cyclones and terrordomes like Mel Gibson's
My heat will cook you bweeeyyyyy!!! hook you bweeeyyyyy!!!
Mack came to shook you bweeeyyyyy!!!! Some of bitches
[P. Diddy]
Some of bitches!!!
[Chorus & Outro: P. Diddy]
Take that!!! come on!!! special delivery!!!
(I need that) Special delivery!!!
This is the remix!!!! Special delivery!!!
G. Dep!!!! Special delivery!!!
Come on now!!! Special delivery!!!
Child of the ghetto!!! Special delivery!!!
1-1-5. Harlem's finest!!! Yeah!!!!
Alumni baby!!!! Special Delivery