Ghost, Meth Allah's on the wheels, Chef on the left Fifty rep chin ups, the Wu rims up Put down the Heine' for a sec, tie my Timb's up Cake the Benz up
Sea was parted, into these straight at the narrow gate, but why that's a road to destruction and hate What you thought life was a sport? A game? One hundred
Beer On The Wall" for the 27th time that day So, we pulled off the road at the last chance gas station Got a few more pickled weiners and a diet chocolate
He a herb - catch him for a brand new toy [Madam Majestic, (Ghostface Killah), {U-God}:] They'll take all your rhymes with a Colgate smile, hey baby
live, drop eighty-five, in one shot Spotlight hits the metal mic, majority stare Heard the Wu snare, while my iris cut down the glare Walk a road the
boy He a herb - catch him for a brand new toy [Madam Majestic, (Ghostface Killah), {U-God}] They'll take all your rhymes with a Colgate smile, hey baby
was parted, into these straight at the narrow gate, but why that's a road to destruction and hate What you thought life was a sport? A game? One hundred
