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Ghostface Killah lyrics
Ghostface Killah lyrics
"Stay True Lyrics"
Today's Lonely Fool Lyrics
What would you say if I told you I was sorry And that I've come to realize Life means nothing without you Would you take my hand Would you forgive this man For ever doubting
What would you say if I told you I was sorry And that I've come to realize Life means nothing without you Would you take my hand Would you forgive this man For ever doubting
(feat. 60 Second Assassin)
[Ghostface Killah]
Oh yeah, motherfucker
It's real
Y'all niggas hold your guns
Throw your guns down, put 'em down
Yo, we in the fields with heat
You fake niggas eat kid meals to meat
We street referees, we rock
jean jackets, thick shirts over turtlenecks
Certified doctors in hoods'll steal all your techs
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Sunday Kind of Love Lyrics
I want a sunday,kind of love a love to last past saturday night and I want to know it's more than love at first sight I want a sunday kind of love I want a love thats on th
ut wait, roll cameras, Babyface money blowin like beach nutI want a sunday,kind of love a love to last past saturday night and I want to know it's more than love at first sight I want a sunday kind of love I want a love thats on th
Call off the mutts, it's me again
Ghost, your host this evenin
(Ladies and gents I'd like to thank you all for comin out tonite)
Tucks tight, all sharp, light up a bark, let's mingle
Fetch me a Remy Martin on Diamonds
Flair-laided Gucci joints, I never wore
I might give 'em to my brother-in-law
Fitzpatrick, ribs battere
Thug Lovin Lyrics
[Ja Rule and (Bobby Brown)] What up, Gotti, yeah This is how it's goin' down (All we need is a a stage, God) Ha-ha, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, come on, ha-ha-ha) It's on and p
, worth more than Egyptian marrows[Ja Rule and (Bobby Brown)] What up, Gotti, yeah This is how it's goin' down (All we need is a a stage, God) Ha-ha, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, come on, ha-ha-ha) It's on and p
Borrow the God jewels, Gucci goggles
That's how the God do, Motown twenty-five
My office like Smokey's voice, little moist, but choice
We guzzle Dom's, smoke the scratchy throats
Live on the edge, bracelets, shades and classy coats
Jungle in the club, we play Colombo
Frost eat a snowman, frozen as the milky way
Ice on the floor, El-Producto in
Pray Lyrics
When the time comes near For me to show my love The longer I stayed away for Hiding from a world I need to hear now Don't think I'll hear it again But the nights were always
he sleeveWhen the time comes near For me to show my love The longer I stayed away for Hiding from a world I need to hear now Don't think I'll hear it again But the nights were always
in the seam of his mink, he said "Don't drink"
Think before he talked, he walked like he ordered
Champ room down in Vegas, vendin machines
I sip Alize' compliments of E&J
[Chorus: 60 Second Assassin *singing* (Ghostface) x2]
The streets is rough out here
Crack game came and had us years
What is a man to do? (Brother)
(Stay true, stay true)