Mighty Healthy-Ghostface Killah

[00:00.000] 作词 : Dennis Coles/H. Rooney/Highlrigh Crizoe/R. Bean [00:01.000] 作曲 : Dennis Coles/H. Rooney/Highlrigh Crizoe/R. Bean [00:07.553]- My God, so they are killers [00:09.713]I've heard lots of people say once a man's a killer [00:12.089]They just keep on killing and killing [00:13.678]They sort of develop a taste for blood [00:15.637]- Yeah, that's right. [00:17.150]They kill one man, or kill ten [00:19.732]It's all the same (yes). [00:21.118]After all, they can only hang you once [00:23.699] [00:24.011]Both hands clusty, chilling with my man Rusty [00:26.177]Low down, blew off the burner kinda dusty [00:28.518]The world can't touch Ghost, purple tape, Rae co-host [00:31.614]Monty Hall expo, intellect, you read pro [00:34.468]Son trifling shit, wildflower on the cycle and [00:37.593]Picked up the broom thought I was Michael-in' [00:39.536]West Brighton Pool, now I'm into Iron Duels [00:42.330]Turn Nuns to Earths Whoopi, she at Allah school [00:44.921]Inhale break beats of hell A-Alikes propel parallel [00:47.809]Duracell knot, you flash a burnt cell [00:50.282]Snap out of CandyLand kids, the old rumor is [00:52.878]Blacks become immune and shit, we never did [00:55.400]Like eating dead birds, trust the pharmacy over herbs [00:58.799]Men marrying men, ill they got the urge, pulsar [01:01.263]Scissor hand wig vanished in the winter, living off land [01:04.359]You god damn right I **** fans, king me [01:06.743]Check checkmate props like the micro chip founder [01:09.706]Neck to neck stock with Bill Gates now [01:12.085] [01:12.411]When we hug these mics we get busy [01:14.480]Come and have a good time with G-O-D [01:17.514]Make you snap your fingers or wiggle [01:20.261]Scream, shout, laugh or just giggle [01:22.781]Shake that body, party that body [01:25.828]Don't **** with Ghost you'll feel sorry [01:28.248]That's word, I'm not the herb [01:30.581]Understand what I'm saying, saying, saying [01:33.082] [01:33.484]Hit mics like Ted Koppel, rifle expert [01:35.815]Let off the Eiffel, burn a flag in your grass, spiteful [01:38.806]Ringleader set it off, rap Derek Jeter [01:41.517]Culprit, prince of the game wish you could see us [01:44.164]We lay low glitter wax full bangles [01:46.644]Priceless ropes, lay around the God get tangled [01:49.476]Woolly hair, eyes fiery red, feet made of brass [01:52.416]Twelve men following me, it be the God staff [01:55.028]Move, every script's like Miramax [01:57.439]Smash the big boy, totalled it, Wilshire and Fairfax [02:00.372]Son beaming wifey on the beach, sipping Zima [02:02.960]Wu 'binos, to latinos, we love Selena [02:05.452]Overnight, God schedules, Fed-Ex [02:07.889]Pretty silhouette velvet nice DNA scroll genetics [02:10.972]Too hot, to handle one thought from scrambling the mandolin [02:13.729]Hundred game Wilt Chamberlain, smack 'em, say when [02:16.413]He rolling up, face wrinkled up, hands is on his nuts [02:19.285]Yo kid stop fronting on the ground 'fore you get touched [02:21.918]It's Canada Dry sess with Allah, son [02:24.401]We want rye, we want it so bad we might cry [02:27.195] [02:27.497]-For every blow, depends on breath control [02:30.263]So it's the first thing you must learn [02:33.100]Fortunately it's easy [02:35.710]You'll soon learn [02:38.507]-My God so they are killers [02:43.783]Killing and killing [02:44.910]They sort of develop a taste for blood [02:46.831](My God so they are killers)