| The DeLuca’s pressed Tony’s remains
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| Into 12 vinyl records
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| One for each member of the family
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| But little did they know
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| He would return…
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| Medusa stare, my guns bust in silence
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| I’m a black vigilante killer, pro violence
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| It’s the rebirth, born again
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| Rise through the vinyl spin
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| They took out Starks but the light shines within
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| It’s the almighty rise of the murderous Ghostface
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| Bodies dropped in Owls, left a cold case
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| Colombian neckties from a black Gambino
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| Bodies get dumped in the black El Camino
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| It’s Reno, gangster wars, money, power, respect
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| Revenge is felt like the heat from a tec
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| Tommy guns are irrelevant, I’m bulletproof now
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| I could fly through the air and duck your chick-a-pow
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| Black superhero, crime boss arch nemesis
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| Good vs. Evil since the first book of Genesis
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| Battle to the end that’s the way of the thriller
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| And Starks is reborn as the Ghostface KILLAH
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| No one could get iller
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| Murders, bodies chopped into ziplocks
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| Kill or be killed on these cobblestone street blocks
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| Crime boss, I call warn the DeLucas
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| Watch my eyes turn red, I got a squad full of shooters
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| Murder, murder, kill, kill, kill
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| When the gas start to hum I put the spark to your grill
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| Late night, stuck in the limo
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| Hogtie the capo all up,
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| Beheaded the driver
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| Left the bitch in the back with no tongue as the survivor
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| Raw dog, spit in her mouth, disappear in a swarm of killer bees
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| Cripple 'em from they knees, take they legs out (Nigga you know the steez!)
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| I’m a nighthawk, eagle eye, power of mind control
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| Faster than the speed of light, you catch a big hole
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| Ruthless, six bodies hung in the meat room
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| The butcher shop, I call it the body shop
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| Start from the bottom, killin' all the way to the top
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| Carve my name in your skin, pull a stocking mask over your face for recognition
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| No time for remission, attack till there’s no one left in the position
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| The return of the worst case scenario, uh
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| Ghostface attacks on land and now aerial |