is the beat then I... I... I... I... Yes, ladies and gentlemen We have a special guest for you this evening Ghost, you ready? Yo, I verbally paint pictures
into the evening This turning in my sleep is getting old and older still I think I can, I think I can, I think I can I think I will
your thoughts if the signal was strong enough, and then I'll call your bluff like, "Yo, how many rhymes you got?" I think I'll go on for more Milleniums
Proceeds to blow swingin swords like Shinobi Stomp grounds and pound footprints in solid rock Wu got it locked, performin live on your hottest block [Method Man] As the world turns, I
the scroll And its seven seals Then I saw a lamb looking as if it had been slain Standing in the center of the throne Encircled by four living creatures And
I speak in Yeah The gallery is the beat then I (echoes I) [Mike] Yes Ladies and gentlemen we have a special guest for you this evenin' Ghost you ready? [Ghost] Yo, I
any choice? He kills without a thought, he murders all that's good . . . I know I can't refuse and yet, I wish I could . . . Oh God - if I agree, what
battered on the brink of disease I am, skin and bones, I am, sin and poems, I am, tin and chrome You grin and groans fuck it I'm tinted when accrete zone
my pedigree I live in hell you see, fear, any day they will slaughter me And now my destiny's a lie, I've become the hypocrisy I swore that I'd never
I came home I went to my man crib He give me a quarter brick - get it how you live Momma I want to sing, momma I got to sling Delaware trips made a nigga
black, crippled and crazy senior citizens I live by the sword I take my boys everywhere I go Because I'm paranoid I keep looking over my shoulder and
day I rat and testify Never talk, or you can chop my head, with the tomahawk Damned if I can't fuck you, let my man a walk Took an oath for you and me
