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Ghostface Killah – Winter Warz lyrics
Originally*appeared on the don't be a menace soundtrack Intro
method: man It's
on (where...
your sparkle at kid) Ryzarector
Break
raekwon: the chef Yes
the s titis raw comin, at your door Start
to scream out loud wu-tang's, back for more Yes
the hour's four I, told you before Prepare
for mic fights (and plus the cold war) Verse
one you-god: This
rhyme you digest through the rza console Ask
why I slam non-diagram, pole Raekwon
dropped the bomb hunchback, norte, dame Golden
arms is bronze buddah, palm hit qu'ran It
blows extreme mean, stream be the theme Supreme
team america's, cream team redeemed, Vidal
sassoon chrome, tones hear the moans of al capone Gun
pow to the dome And
split the bone wig, blown off the ledge By
the alledged full-fledged, sledge, rza edge One
dose of my feroc(ious) hand held trigga cuts Acapella
spittin shell paralyzed when you get touched And
critical mic, cords hangin, like umbilical Cords
dope, swords five, star general Raw
be the quote rap style sore throat Through
the fully operational hand, held tote Break
(first: two lines) Verse
two ghostface: killer More
than thousand times one snatch, up my, styles get done I
hold a title enhanced, how my belt was won check, it Slick
majestic broke, mics are left infected Germs
start to spread through your crew drew, like an epic You
asked for it shot, up the jams like syringes My
technique alone blows doors straight off the hinges Masked
avenger I, appear to blow your ear like wind With
a freestyle sharper, than the indian spear So
sit back and let the king explore Describe
me the, kid's nice and he holds swords And
his name black, attack's the nerve like migraines With
more games than beggars on trains livid, sharp pains Poisonous
rebel like deck you, can't destroy this You
get ambushed skate, try, to avoid this Side
effects of hot, raps and hot tracks A
duffle bag full of guns son dipped, in black My
culture slides, and attacks like a vulture Ghostface
and madison square is on your poster Break
Verse
three masta: killa Be
on the lookout for this mass murderous suspect That
throws more body bags than apartments in projects And
as far as the coroners know The
autopsy shows it, was a shaolin blow Put
on by my family brought to the academy Of
the wu and learned how to F
k**up your anatomy steadily, calm, and deadly Spatter-head
lyrics I lick through your transmit Mc's
submit to the will as I kill your Juvenile
freestyle civilize, the mentail Devils
worship this like an icon They're
huggin mics with the grips of a python Break
Verse
four cappadonna: (cappachino) You
heard of the rasp before but kept waiting For
the sun of song I, keep dancehalls strong Beats
never worthy of my cause I, prolong Extravangza
time, sits still No
propoganda be, wary of the skill As
I bring forth the music make, love to your eardrum Dedicated
to rap ni z***beware, of the fearsome Lebanon
don malcolm, x beat threat Cd
massacre murder, to casette I
blow the shop up you, ain't seen nothin yet One
man ran tryin, to get away from it Put
your bifocal on watch, me I'm comin Into
your chamber like freddy enter dreams Discombumberate
your technique and your scheme Four
course applause like, a black dat to dat You're
stuck on stupid like I'm stuck on the map Nowhere
to go except next show bro Entertainin
motherfuckers can't stop o In
battlin you, don't want me to start tattlin All
upon the stage because y'all snakes keep rattlin B
h***you, ain't got nothin on the rich Every
other day my whole dress code switch So
just in case you want to clock me like sherry All
y'all crab b s*****ain't got to worry Can't
get a n anuslike don dime a dozen Even
if I'm smoked out I can't be scoped out I'm
too ill I, represent park hill See
my face on the twenty dollar bill Cash
it in and, get ten dollars back The
fat lp with cappachino on the wax Pass
it in your think put, valve up to twelve Put
all the other lp's back on the shelf And
smoke a blunt and, dial 9-1-7 1-6-0-4-9-3-11
And
you can long d k**hip-hop affection I
damage any mc who step in my direction I'm
staten island's best son f k**what you heard Ni
z***still talkin that s titis absurd My
repotoire is you S. S. Are. P.
L. O. Style. got blown out the car And
run over by, the method man jeep Divine
can't define my style is so deep Like
p y***my, low cut fade stay bushy Like
a porcupine I, part backs like a spine Cut
you like a blunt and reconstruct your design I
know you want to diss me but, I can read your mind 'cause
you weak in the knees like swv Tryin
to get a title like wu killa bee Kid
change your habit you, know I'm friends with the abbot Me
and rza ridin name printed in the tablet Under
vets we, paid our debts for mad years Hibernate
the sound and, now we out like beers And
blunt power born, physically power speakin The
truth in the song be the pro-black teachin
method: man It's
on (where...
your sparkle at kid) Ryzarector
Break
raekwon: the chef Yes
the s titis raw comin, at your door Start
to scream out loud wu-tang's, back for more Yes
the hour's four I, told you before Prepare
for mic fights (and plus the cold war) Verse
one you-god: This
rhyme you digest through the rza console Ask
why I slam non-diagram, pole Raekwon
dropped the bomb hunchback, norte, dame Golden
arms is bronze buddah, palm hit qu'ran It
blows extreme mean, stream be the theme Supreme
team america's, cream team redeemed, Vidal
sassoon chrome, tones hear the moans of al capone Gun
pow to the dome And
split the bone wig, blown off the ledge By
the alledged full-fledged, sledge, rza edge One
dose of my feroc(ious) hand held trigga cuts Acapella
spittin shell paralyzed when you get touched And
critical mic, cords hangin, like umbilical Cords
dope, swords five, star general Raw
be the quote rap style sore throat Through
the fully operational hand, held tote Break
(first: two lines) Verse
two ghostface: killer More
than thousand times one snatch, up my, styles get done I
hold a title enhanced, how my belt was won check, it Slick
majestic broke, mics are left infected Germs
start to spread through your crew drew, like an epic You
asked for it shot, up the jams like syringes My
technique alone blows doors straight off the hinges Masked
avenger I, appear to blow your ear like wind With
a freestyle sharper, than the indian spear So
sit back and let the king explore Describe
me the, kid's nice and he holds swords And
his name black, attack's the nerve like migraines With
more games than beggars on trains livid, sharp pains Poisonous
rebel like deck you, can't destroy this You
get ambushed skate, try, to avoid this Side
effects of hot, raps and hot tracks A
duffle bag full of guns son dipped, in black My
culture slides, and attacks like a vulture Ghostface
and madison square is on your poster Break
Verse
three masta: killa Be
on the lookout for this mass murderous suspect That
throws more body bags than apartments in projects And
as far as the coroners know The
autopsy shows it, was a shaolin blow Put
on by my family brought to the academy Of
the wu and learned how to F
k**up your anatomy steadily, calm, and deadly Spatter-head
lyrics I lick through your transmit Mc's
submit to the will as I kill your Juvenile
freestyle civilize, the mentail Devils
worship this like an icon They're
huggin mics with the grips of a python Break
Verse
four cappadonna: (cappachino) You
heard of the rasp before but kept waiting For
the sun of song I, keep dancehalls strong Beats
never worthy of my cause I, prolong Extravangza
time, sits still No
propoganda be, wary of the skill As
I bring forth the music make, love to your eardrum Dedicated
to rap ni z***beware, of the fearsome Lebanon
don malcolm, x beat threat Cd
massacre murder, to casette I
blow the shop up you, ain't seen nothin yet One
man ran tryin, to get away from it Put
your bifocal on watch, me I'm comin Into
your chamber like freddy enter dreams Discombumberate
your technique and your scheme Four
course applause like, a black dat to dat You're
stuck on stupid like I'm stuck on the map Nowhere
to go except next show bro Entertainin
motherfuckers can't stop o In
battlin you, don't want me to start tattlin All
upon the stage because y'all snakes keep rattlin B
h***you, ain't got nothin on the rich Every
other day my whole dress code switch So
just in case you want to clock me like sherry All
y'all crab b s*****ain't got to worry Can't
get a n anuslike don dime a dozen Even
if I'm smoked out I can't be scoped out I'm
too ill I, represent park hill See
my face on the twenty dollar bill Cash
it in and, get ten dollars back The
fat lp with cappachino on the wax Pass
it in your think put, valve up to twelve Put
all the other lp's back on the shelf And
smoke a blunt and, dial 9-1-7 1-6-0-4-9-3-11
And
you can long d k**hip-hop affection I
damage any mc who step in my direction I'm
staten island's best son f k**what you heard Ni
z***still talkin that s titis absurd My
repotoire is you S. S. Are. P.
L. O. Style. got blown out the car And
run over by, the method man jeep Divine
can't define my style is so deep Like
p y***my, low cut fade stay bushy Like
a porcupine I, part backs like a spine Cut
you like a blunt and reconstruct your design I
know you want to diss me but, I can read your mind 'cause
you weak in the knees like swv Tryin
to get a title like wu killa bee Kid
change your habit you, know I'm friends with the abbot Me
and rza ridin name printed in the tablet Under
vets we, paid our debts for mad years Hibernate
the sound and, now we out like beers And
blunt power born, physically power speakin The
truth in the song be the pro-black teachin
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