Rise of The Ghostface Killah

by Ghostface Killah & Adrian Younge

From the album: Twelve Reasons to Die

Track 8 of 24 on Twelve Reasons to Die (2013).

Duration: 03:29

Twelve Reasons to Die cover art

Lyrics for Rise of The Ghostface Killah

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 Alleys, left a cold case Colombian neckties I'm 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 Ziplocs 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 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, killing 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 Murders, bodies chopped into Ziplocs 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

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  1. Beware of The Stare
  2. Rise of The Black Suits
  3. I Declare War
  4. Blood On The Cobblestones
  5. The Center of Attraction
  6. Enemies All Around Me
  7. An Unexpected Call (The Set Up)
  8. Rise of The Ghostface Killah
  9. The Catastrophe
  10. Murder Spree
  11. The Sure Shot (parts 1 and 2)
  12. Twelve Reasons To Die
  13. Beware of The Stare - Instrumental
  14. Rise of The Black Suits - Instrumental
  15. I Declare War - Instrumental
  16. Blood On The Cobblestones - Instrumental
  17. The Center of Attraction - Instrumental
  18. Enemies All Around Me - Instrumental
  19. An Unexpected Call (The Set Up) - Instrumental
  20. Rise of The Ghostface Killah - Instrumental
  21. The Catastrophe - Instrumental
  22. Murder Spree - Instrumental
  23. The Sure Shot (parts 1 and 2) - Instrumental
  24. Twelve Reasons To Die - Instrumental