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Street Opera

Artist:Ghostface Killah  Album:Street Opera  Writer:Unknown  Composer:AMES D/COLES DENNIS D/EVANS CARLOS/EVANS M/WITHERS BILL 

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[Sun God] Sun God, get 'em, official [Sun God] I stay far from my opponents, pardon me dogs That's why lead the call, they moving up on us But them G's on the corners, move when I move That's a warning, or I'ma have my goons spin a garment Think it's sweet, and try to creep or run up on us Shit'll get deeper than twelve foot, and you be leaking out of order Don't beef, if you ain't beefin' for no quarters Cause pain is money, you float funny when you surfin' the water I'm that dude slangin' pack by the border I love my life, I live it twice, cause it's up to me sorta You a fool with a mental disorder, and it's probably your daughter That really love me, for the shit that I taught her Will Smith on the guest list, pops is the king I'm the fresh prince, forty oil tune, kick ya chest in Us that got the universe confession, pardon your dame I'm new to the game, but true to my lessons [Chorus: Ghostface Killah] Jeans, hoods, guns, crack [Ghostface Killah] Visions of me swallowing crack, being chased by jake And the sound of the razor keep hitting the plate And tooters is flab with rugers, with daggers and them jeans We chew through it, like we coming down off woolas And my P.O., she half Creole, I move from Philly to Dallas With true talent, like my name is T.O. So when I piss, I gotta piss slow, she know I kick them Vasine bottles Cause if I'm dirty, I ain't letting it go Your project steps is Ajax down, dry blood

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