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Ghostface Killah - After the Smoke Is Clear lyrics
(feat. Raekwon, The RZA, The Delphonics) [Intro: Ghostface Killah, The Delphonics ()] (After the smoke is done) Yo Yeah (Tang-o-Phonics) yeah, what, what, who wanna do it, what (Number one) Slap fire outcha monkey ass niggas (After the smoke is done) word up, big dick, motherfucking house Whaddup, bench press these cats (Tang-o-Phonics number one) Yo [Ghostface Killah] Yo, god, show these niggas how we get deep, down, and dirty Like Keyon, got his wig pushed back, Five-thirty Yo they gotta hit Placed on my head, what should the god do? Max out in Spain and do business with the Jews Never that Them never look angry out of synch The imperial, industrial king got weight Don't give a fuck Like the poor part, we watch Heart To Heart They used to push me in shuffel cards Now I'm writing books like Ebinezzer The porno teaser Sayin words like sheeba Educated rapper fouling the teaser My team got rocks like Six Flags, plus the Wu lab Cameras in nine bedrooms we own tags Don't touch this Cracklin hot shit I snap ya shoulder blade in half, Laugh, and pop shit Reader's Digest, passed my book to L. Ron Hubbard Got bagged that the world government tried to dub it But devils love it Movie trap raps cover the tracks Like Ajax Sharper than cuts laced on hardly scratched supreme clientel My cartel Willie Star passed, Shit his piece, where's the Nobel? Oh, well, Siginin off as usual, The arsonist, leavin niggas lost in the stairwell [Break: Ghostface Killah, The Delphonics ()] (Tang-o-Phonics number one) Yeah, yo, yo Represent my projects Stapelton (after the smoke is done) He represent that project Park Hill (tang-o-Phonics number one) You represent that project Murder West Brighton Now Born Arm bangin into that will (ahhhhh) Word up, (after the smoke is clear) yeah, what, Stapelton (Tang-o-phonics and Wu-Tang still here) Park Hill, word up, yeah, yeah, New York [Raekwon] The greatest story ever told by me, precisely Roman numeral I be Plus three describe me My son move like the toad Get drunk Speak in codes Throw a fiend in the sleeper hold Got beef with the cold Met my comrad Go half on this lamp down in Baghdad Flippin like a mex tab Get money like an A-rab The type niggas snapped Six legs on the crab Now, hush, who wanna do what My click better bust [The RZA] Underprivileged, Grew up in a Stapelton house village, Where blood flood the water in the streets like oil spilage When the water was flowin (Tang-O-Phonics number one) I spot a fifty-five borough A nigga was still flowin, Voice was echoin I rise high like an Opera's Procter wouldn't Gamble The sample, it shocked her My ninjas run wilder than Shaka Zulu Some play peace like Donny the Guru Others live to be wise and old like Desmond Dutchu Undisputed champion Bell holders Shape and mold us Sole controler of the moon I, solar and polar I blow half smoke through my nasal Bust my ways with thirty words Wu-Tang wasn't for children like Cannibals raidin Sicilians [Outro: The Delphonics] After the smoke is done Wu-Tang-o-Phonics number one After the smoke is done Wu-Tang-o-Phonics number one After the smoke is clear Tang-o-Phonics and Wu-Tang still here After the smoke is done Wu-Tang-o-Phonics number one Ahhhhh (Wuuuuuu, wuuuuuu). |
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