Ghostface Killah - Superstar (Feat. Busta Rhymes) - Apollo Kids [Intro] He's a superstar yeah He's a superstar yeah He's a superstar yeah [Ghostface Killah] Superstar blowin smoke at the hookah bar The bullet wound on my neck is a Ruger scar Pop bottles yo but not just 'pagne You drink Cristal Well that's a damn shame I down Ketel One bottles of that Grey Goose That White Hennessy then I smash the booth A real superstar check out the booty y'all Red and white green hairs that's Gucci pa Look how the jacket matches loafers is lookin crazy Dutches pumped up plus I live in Macy's This is Theodore they call me Starkalicious Cause my tongue game is a likkle vicious I got stupid money so I'm a keep payin I keep the paparazzi and the fans sayin [Chorus] He's a superstar yeah He's a super super super superstar He's a super super super superstar He's a super super super superstar He's a superstar yeah [Ghostface Killah] Mink coats rock diamond wristlets Bankroll so thick I don't need a wishlist Chain swing down to my torn meniscus Red carpet affair superstar status Wish Mike was here to tell you I'm the baddest Stalked by TMZ wanted by Oprah Performed everywhere from the Garden to the Copa Take some more vanilla bean to the mocha Toke a Tone be quick fast to poke ya The ace of apade of the deck you's a choker Glossy always the center of attraction And I bring Redman if it's "Time 4 Sum Aksion" Grimy Beast of the food chain that's how it's meant to be [Chorus] He's a superstar yeah <b>...</b>

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Ghostface Killah - Purified Thoughts (Feat . Killah Priest & GZA) - Apollo Kids Am I a good man Am I a fool [Ghostface Killah] Take my hands out my pockets you can see my thumbs Both of them turnt green from counting the ones Memorized by the glory world life Cut off niggas who killed good but couldn't do nothing for me Shout em out every once in the blue and I never rock with long as they keep away we cool I divise my own stimulus playin em niggerish I'm tired of eating those crumbs and black licorice To free my minds on fire's like cleansing a mic Let the Imam pray over my head and wash Thoughts sterilized purified godly Watches get manifested green like barley If that should happen I feed his whole army Talking about the angels and peeps in Somali Try to stay humble and swallow my pride In God I trust not talking about the ones on your five Catch me in the little hut in Benin villian style feeding all the children Big pots of jasmine tea with Mandela, Africans chanting me on like Coachella Ghostface Boom Ba Yay Kumbaya my Lord my death date 24 carats Wishin' they can bury me next to the prophets Nabi Lot Isa Musa Hadrat Muhammdd Ibrahim Am I a good man Am I a fool [Killah Priest] The lord takes me speeds before winds Hot currents distant places before men Wings kings offerings thrones were there Man with the seven crowns on his dome was near Feet walked over rose petals sold from the ghetto Face frozen gold like the pharoah Adorned in glory robed but light a power As <b>...</b>

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Ghostface Killah - Black Tequila (Feat. Cappadona & Trife) - Apollo Kids [Ghostface Killah] Throw me in a mosh pit I'm liable to start shit Melt the place then break out like an arsonist Classified to get it in for a classic killin If i turn my back and walk that means i'm chillin Got b****es in mi casa boiling fresh lobsters But i don't do the shelfish I'm just eat pasta Turkey italian sausage chopped up kielbasa Doing hits from home like an elite mobster Love my onions diced up real little Wiped up real brittle Poke your nose is where i go with the 11 Sammy the Bull's ready to wack those I'm half black yo half oregano That's half italian yo who he i'm from that Island yo Staten crushing niggas like aspirins Comissioner Kelly I'll kill your captian That's word to my b**** that's laid off That in the p****word I ate it all T moved with hands in the air like Adolf Hand me a big drink bet I spray it off [Cappadonna] La Costra Nostra La Familia What my family ties and i'm a kill y'all Mi amor dame un beso The capitan hotsauce on my SpaghettiO's Papi mexican handle her hoes All my gutter game crew got border patrol Like czar when I come through black sombrero What 2 in the holster my code names Daryl Ride off in the sunset Stark in the barrel My boots on my horse named White Boy John Rock the side of that b**** great mexican song A** hanging off the brunt don't ever look at me wrong And my heart beats strong like Julio Up in the Arizona desert where the shit get ugly Or my <b>...</b>

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Ghostface Killah - Ghetto (Feat. Raekwon,Cappadonna & U-God) - Apollo Kids I was born and raised in the ghetto I was born and raised in the ghetto I was born and raised in the ghetto Listen to me legislator [Raekwon] Park Hill projects one eight pound Holding it down that's the motto 'Lo boots and Lottos Blunts on the regular OG style I'm in an old V swinging a cab slinging the OZ's All I know is running a fiends lab Hitting the green bags visualizing chef in a green Jag Wait til i get on the haters gonna hate it In this corner a rich young Don with a crisp mag Brother listen to me Brother listen to me Listen to me legislator How do you make your bread in the ghetto How do you make your bread in the ghetto [Cappadonna] We make bread in the ghetto by selling that crack Niggas'll make bread by busting the gat Might stick a nigger up stab him dead in his back It's a dirty bread game but we give them stacks Bread game rather have bread than fame Some sell pills and weed it ain't no joke Might sell anything as long as we not If you get in that bread we'll be coming for your throat It's crazy what a brother might do for the bread Might violate parole til your families dead Get bread in the ghetto while we're ducking the feds I heard bread in the ghetto gotta loaf on his head Brother listen to me Brother listen to me Listen to me legislator How do we get rid rats in the ghetto [Ghostface Killah] Yo we them duff em stuff em in black bags Torture em toss em out the window with <b>...</b>

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Ghostface Killah - Starkology - Apollo Kids [Ghostface Killah] Yo... yo Y'all respect my tour bus We got whores with no drawers ready to do all four of us! Wildin, bustin big bags of Ruffles Show money, rubber band'd up in the duffle With dirtball niggaz that steal cake from stores Boostin niggaz that pop tags in the mall True spot hoggers, used a few stockings Niggaz hand over the cash when heat's to they noggin I sing a lil' lullaby, who gon' testify the way a gruesome murder been televised? Stupid! My name still ring in the streets though Eighty-six, used to slip crack through the peephole Biscuit like vaseline if I was a crook In rap I'm past the cream, brand more lean If you niggaz complain of sore throats Shove the gun in they mouth, throat got scratched They suckin on Halls yo [Ghostface Killah] Yeah, yo Yo this verse is like leavin the gas on Hog-tie a nigga for his bread, have the Hefty bag on By any means, a cheddar king Got a '98 kid's voice on smooth like Lenny Green Word to my mother I air y'all niggaz out Bigger chromers for the one who got the bigger mouth ("Shout, shout, I'm talking to you, c'mon!") Go 'head and try me, you know you a bird You could be on (Gangland) wit'cha face all blurred Skull deaded up slumped over the curb Just watch next time how you write your words Leave you hangin like your last name Or a old man's nuts that sag with no shame Payback's a bitch; yeah I smash y'all berries 'fore they find you dead in your (Little House on the <b>...</b>

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Ghostface Killah - How You Like Me Baby - Apollo Kids [Ghostface Killah] Hey miss whattup? Tone got luck I wore a lot of jewelry and I never got stuck! Cats like the way I write, dressed like a superstar Take care of family so I don't have stupid cars Peace to all the single ladies, struggle with a rough life Baby daddy threaten that's aight, check out my man Trife Represent Stapleton, raised in the West 780 Anderson, now I'm the best Stoppin all bets, slammin niggaz like Barkley Back in my reefer days, sellin you parsley Always kept aluminum, bags in the car seat Them not show doin them, that's where the NARCs be Came to play no games and stay in your lane and the ratchet's on your brain and fuck entertainment y'all The big spender rock a robe in November I never broke but I throw my trees up in the blender [Chorus] Yeah, how you like it baby? You want a good time, you alright, you alright? C'mon, how you like me baby? You have a good time tonight?[x2] [Ghostface Killah] Yo! Better shoe spots, red and blue drops I used to serve those, those my rooftops Dane cracked the window when the fuckin room's hot If my CD was skippin get a different boombox New socks full of Polo, champ rugged low Mocc's So hot, right before I popped the fuckin show stopped You can't box, I seen better hands on an old clock The old ox never marked you, I'ma blow pop Prophesized Don it's me, aqua blue mink And my b*tch arms'll be, 20 G's scrill Niggaz like "Pardon me," I'ma be honesty Your man with <b>...</b>

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Ghostface Killah - 2getha Baby - Apollo Kids Togther baby Togther baby Baby just you and me A yo it's Tone crispy like a pair of headphones Used to play the 280 party rec rooms Now I play the big spots all in the city Spraying champagne scopin out biddies Pick one thick one son with small titties It really doesn't matter as long as she's pretty Come here mami dancin right beside me Keri Hilson cut skin like Halle She looked like she get it from her momma That's right Michelle I'm Obama Or maybe she get it from Madonna "Material Girl" I still dawn ya Jewels is for the girl if she do well Knew she was gangsta she rode me up too well Her jelly roll shakin like she in She wanna put my name on her new nails Togther baby Togther baby Baby just you and me Togther baby Togther baby Baby just you and me A yo I roll on bitches like a skateboard Got a few friends that give they cake to whores Me that's a no no Starks take control of the chick then I go deep like Tony Romo Kick em right out then the day starts over Where I don't stop drinkin and I can't stand sober In the morning when I wake up I get up just to ill TD Bank is what I do with the mills Bracelets cuban neck is on chill Polar bear ice I stay dressed to kill I found my thrill on Blueberry Hill Hitted the haze now I'm on stilts I'm too high stuggle like Precious Love doctor niggas get the message When it comes to baggin a chick don't be aggressive I get girls y'all fellas is desperate Togther baby Togther baby Baby just <b>...</b>

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Ghostface Killah - In Tha Park (Feat. Black Thought) - Apollo Kids [Ghostface Killah] Yeah, niggas don't know about Fatback With the different color records they had back in the days You know what I mean, the belt-driven turntables With Technics joints (with the slipmats!) Put nickels on the needles so the motherfucking record won't jump The needle won't skip and shit Getting juice from the fucking light poles Shout out to the Bronx, nigga! [Ghostface Killah] Ay yo, this shit go way back like a Uni marker, kid Bombing the D train and hit the Bronx up Krylon bandits attack; Planet Rock, Bambaataa Peace to Pylon discovering rap And the DJ that made the first scratch Paved the way for Flex, Mister Cee, 'nuff of them cats See, this rap shit came at a time that was accurate Twenty-something years later, I mastered it Seen light poles get used for power I was a little nigga Couldn't stay out late -- I was sour So I sat by the window, heard the DJ cut Impeach the Pres, Apache, and just begun Otis Redding -- slam! The music stopped Guess the system blew out one of his amps It'd take a little while, then it come back on Somebody stepped on the wire and sh*t, that's all Now everybody's back in the groove, echo chamber "Check one two, one two" -- that's my favorite Strobe lights is live, Pink Champale Little pink joints being lit up on the side Couple niggas had two fives Other than that, cleared a circle in the park and shoot 5 Girls wore they Lees and jellies Jordache and Lees <b>...</b>

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Ghostface Killah - Drama (Feat Joell Ortiz & The Game) - Apollo Kids [Ghostface Killah] It was the night before he got popped Big jars of hay Cheech and Chong bong in the spot Tropicana strawberries diced bananas the lonk dookie fifth Next to the Town House crackers mad noise 2008 a G a game I'm Ron O'Neil the love seat sunk deep Lil niggas bussin off they punk heat I'll make a massacre try to rob one of my donkeys But I ain't wettin that I don't wanna send nobody back violently take a nap Promise you got something that will honor you Blow your lil head off while you're tying your shoe But back in the kitchen Pyrex's Occupied by the twins bank robbers with large records hard vests 86 got guards on Benetton rugbies and frames that fake guns when they rob To them that's natural actual play the we gettin at you And we don't want to rap to you It's not Kosher It's not a code of La Costra Nostra to roast ya I get a littlel closer Rock you to sleep like i got these little bitches come over Hoping you falll for the bait thinking you safe Had that ass sweating like TD Jakes I want the ones nigga you non believers you can ask your momma Now thats drama [Joell Ortiz] Dollar icy from papi with the scraper glock with the laser Trying my best not to pop yet but the trop is major Shot my lil cuz I do my aunt the favor watch this I never been this itchy hope the cops just Get a doughnut urge and just splurge you bot he nerve to play third In a softball tournament round my way say that's <b>...</b>

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Ghostface Killah - Troublemakers (Feat. Raekwon,Method Man & Redman) - Apollo Kids [Raekwon] We in the cabin and playing backgammon Gorilla monster slam this rugby tie ups try us you will die son Green medicine blow veterans Run an Adidas store six more velours draws feather skin Hair cutted up hollering Seven through 3 sixes know we hate a devil where your my dick Can't stand the others side niggers know we rich we color guys New suck your mother true lullabies Gangsta Evereadys take off my shirt no batteries nigga Just one mean magnum killa Snowmobiles jetting out the timber Feel shelf altitude yo I can't breathe check the splendor Brazilian honey dip I'm on my writing game nigga Times is roughing Timberland cuffing Won me a G Hope we can pull it back my throat my only weapon blow the beat up [Ghostface Killah] Stuff pillow bags in the right holes Reduce that faggot ass nigga who wanna jump like frog to a tadpole Gag it up sliding through the ER Batted up a tube in your dick you can't piss when standing up Hands is shaking doctors is taking to operating Now you might not live so they start debating You in bad shape And your neck of New York your slithering ways labeled you a bad snake Smash bait eight stab holes in your shoulder blade You wild'n on the stretcher and shit they tryin to hold your legs Nah don't hold his legs Tell that bitch ass nigger to chill put something in his meat like Got gophers that sleep in the woods Carhartt down Padlock your bowlegged spot <b>...</b>

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Ghostface Killah - Handcuffin Them Hoes (Feat. Jim Jones) - Apollo Kids [Ghostface Killah] Yeah, yeah Yeah I cheat and I fuck other bitches Y'all just lame sucker-for-love ass niggaz Su.FLAN! Go ahead and spell it out I gets my love game on without a doubt My girl know I'm live (yeah) point blank period Handcuffin them hoes y'all can't be serious You ain't cut from the right cloth, fuck your rag One word in your bitch ear, she all in the bag Give a fuck if that's your broad, she shouldn't be out We in the club lookin to put somethin fat in her mouth Easy! Hold on, I see a fox comin Between now and a few hours I'll be up in her stomach And I ain't even gotta be dipped I pull out my pocket too Sloppy Joe, mixed this thick You ever try foldin a brick? Tryin to shove hundred dollar bills in your jeans and half of it rip? We them Staten Island boys, intelligent thugs 9 out of 10 times yeah we lookin to fuck And y'all already word know what it is On some Teena Marie shit, nucca, I'm talkin square biz What? [Ghostface Killah] Y'all need to stop handcuffin them hoes Comin in the club handcuffin them hoes You don't even know 'em handcuffin them hoes Cuffin them hoes, cuffin them hoes [Jim Jones] Whassup Ghost? Westhaven Sucker! I hear you Ghost Jones! [Jim Jones] F.EM.L, Fuck 'em and we leave 'em (I'm gone) PIMP, treat 'em like we great 'em (ya hear that?) Shit, treat 'em like we don't need 'em Cause after we fuck 'em out the phone we delete 'em (doop doop) Leave 'em for them <b>...</b>

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