Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rise of the Ghostface Killah, artist - Ghostface Killah. Album song The Brown Tape, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 25.01.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Mello
Song language: English
Rise of the Ghostface Killah |
The DeLuca’s pressed Tony’s remains |
Into 12 vinyl records |
One for each member of the family |
But little did they know |
He would return… |
Medusa stare, my guns bust in silence |
I’m a black vigilante killer, pro violence |
It’s the rebirth, born again |
Rise through the vinyl spin |
They took out Starks but the light shines within |
It’s the almighty rise of the murderous Ghostface |
Bodies dropped in Owls, left a cold case |
Colombian neckties from a black Gambino |
Bodies get dumped in the black El Camino |
It’s Reno, gangster wars, money, power, respect |
Revenge is felt like the heat from a tec |
Tommy guns are irrelevant, I’m bulletproof now |
I could fly through the air and duck your chick-a-pow |
Black superhero, crime boss arch nemesis |
Good vs. Evil since the first book of Genesis |
Battle to the end that’s the way of the thriller |
And Starks is reborn as the Ghostface KILLAH |
No one could get iller |
Murders, bodies chopped into ziplocks |
Kill or be killed on these cobblestone street blocks |
Crime boss, I call warn the DeLucas |
Watch my eyes turn red, I got a squad full of shooters |
Murder, murder, kill, kill, kill |
When the gas start to hum I put the spark to your grill |
Late night, stuck in the limo |
Hogtie the capo all up, |
Beheaded the driver |
Left the bitch in the back with no tongue as the survivor |
Raw dog, spit in her mouth, disappear in a swarm of killer bees |
Cripple 'em from they knees, take they legs out (Nigga you know the steez!) |
I’m a nighthawk, eagle eye, power of mind control |
Faster than the speed of light, you catch a big hole |
Ruthless, six bodies hung in the meat room |
The butcher shop, I call it the body shop |
Start from the bottom, killin' all the way to the top |
Carve my name in your skin, pull a stocking mask over your face for recognition |
No time for remission, attack till there’s no one left in the position |
The return of the worst case scenario, uh |
Ghostface attacks on land and now aerial |