Rise of The Ghostface Killah - Instrumental

by Ghostface Killah & Adrian Younge

From the album: Twelve Reasons to Die

Duration: 03:29

Twelve Reasons to Die cover art

Lyrics for Rise of The Ghostface Killah - Instrumental

(feat. Adrian Younge) Yeah yeah y'all y'all My duices stand, my guns bust the sounds I'm a black vision.killer pro valence, is the rebirth.rise through the. they took out stucks but the light shines within it's the all.and the murder is ghostface body's dropped the ous left for cold case Colombian neck times in my black gambino bodies get dumped in the black El Camino it's rino gangsta wars money power respect revenge is felt like the heat from attack time the guns are relevant I'm pull the proof now, fly through the end duck your chick a pal black super hero crime boss archin nemeses good verse eatin since the first book a. battle to the end that's the way of the thriller and stucks we're born as the Ghostface killah Yeah yeah, no one could get iller, murd us, bodies choppin to zip locks killer be killed on this covered old street blocks, crime boss I call one of the Lucas, watch my eyes turn red, I got a squad from the shooters, murder murder, kill kill kill when the gas. I'ma put the smoke street real. hard time to caple on.be headed to drive em left us in the back with no time as a survivor roll dog spittin the mouth disappear as warm kill the beast, crippling from their knees, take their legs out you know the steeves from the night on, .power of my control faster than speed of light, we catch the big hoe, rootless, six bodies hung in the mid road to put the shine I call nobody shine, stuck in the bottom, kill normal way. call my name in your skin pull us stuck a man.face to recognition no time for a mission, attack till they no one left in a position and you turn it the worst case scenario ghostface attack so Atlanta now. Their stucks is reborn, reborn as the gold Ghostface Killah Murders, bodies chocolate to zip locks, killer be killed on this covered street blocks, crime boys, I call boy at the. watch my eyes turn red I got the squad full of shooters murder murder, kill kill kill when you gas .I'ma put the spark to the grill, murder murder, kill kill kill watch the body can't rise when the face gets real.