One(feat. T.M.F.)

Ghostface Killah

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    [intro: ghostface, (big trife)]
    Yo, yeah {new ghostface!}
    Yeah, to glorious days {one}
    Yeah god, check it out y'all
    We back, yes yes y'all {one}
    (fake roller derbies)
    Yeah, masked avengers
    We're here to sharpen your sword {one}
    All praises due to t.m.f., wu-tang clan
    Scream on it, ghost

    [ghostface]
    Aiyyo, we at the weedgate, waitin for jake
    We want eight ravioli bags, two thirsty villians yelling bellyaches {one}
    Heavyweight rhyme writers hittin the grass
    Stash the right bitch, pull out his kite from this white bitch {one}
    Talkin bout, dear ghost, you the only nigga i know
    Like when the cops come, you never hide your toast {one}
    Guests started mashing, cvl, ice water battlion
    Past tense place to gold caskets {one}
    Dru hill bitches, specialist loungin at the mosk
    Suede cufy, rabbi come dig up a dentist {one}
    Rhymes is made of garlic, never in the target
    When the narc's hit, rumor is you might start to spit {one}
    You nice lord, sweet daddy grace, wind lifted
    On the dancefloor, mangos is free followed by ghost {one}
    Dug behind monument cakes, we never half-baked
    Alaskan, cess-capade, pushin new court dates {one}
    Trauma, hands is like candy canes, lay my balls on ice
    The branches in my weed be the vein {one}
    Swimsuit issue, darts sent truly from the heart, boo, i miss you
    See daddy rock a wristful {one}
    Moder-en slave god, graveyard spells, fog your goggles
    Layin like needles in the hospital {one}
    Five steps to conquer, ax vernon debt, big ass whistle
    Ziploc your ear, here thistle {one}

    [t.m.f. - both]
    To my real bitches take your drawers off
    To all my high niggas, snatch her skirt off {one}
    Just in case she wanna play, get up in that bitch face
    And tell her ghost said, take your clothes off! {one}

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    [ghostface]
    Aiyyo, the devil planted fear inside the black babies
    Fifty cent sodas in the hood, they goin crazy {one}
    Dead meat placed on the shelves, we eat cold cuts
    Fast from the heart y'all, and grow up {one}

    Aiyyo, crash thru, break the glass, tony with the goalie mask
    That's the pass, heavy ice roley layin on the dash {one}
    Love the grass, cauliflower hurtin when i dumped the trash
    Sour mash surgeon, heavy glass up at the wally bash {one}
    Sunsplash, autograph blessin with your name slashed
    Backdraft, four-pounders screamin with the pearly hats {one}
    Children fix the contrast as the sound clashes
    Mrs. dash, sprinkle wit her icicle eyelash {one}
    Ask cap or pendergrass for backstage passes
    Special guest, no more johnny blaze, johnny mattress {one}
    Acrobat, run up on that love jones actress
    Distract the cat while i'm high sugar get a crack at this {one}
    Dickin down oprah, jumprope, david dinkins
    Watch the black mayor of dc, hit them open
    Tangerine sofa, two super soakers in the rover
    Hit the sport's bar, tell a young lady to bend over {one}
    Meditated yoga, powder ball, dancin with the vulture
    Castor troy layin for travolta {one}
    Yo, switch the lingo, five-nine-seventy
    God glow, seven-fifteen, fall be heavenly {one}

    Aiyyo, the devil planted fear inside the black babies
    Fifty cent sodas in the hood, they goin crazy {one}
    Dead meat placed on the shelves, we eat cold cuts
    Fast from the heart y'all, and grow up {one}

    [outro: ghostface, (trey-mack), {one}

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