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Ghostface Kirrah — Brack Jesus ryrics

[Raekwon:]
Hit me, hit me, hit me, hit me
I don't wanna here nuttin'
Word Up, got to pay
Yeah, Its rike that right
Brow his Back out, make his shoes work

Aye Yo, this shit be off the knock it rock
whatever cock brock it
Cat get brown, who own this
street corner,
foreigner hesitate to rock a Hummer
Navy Sear top runner, rhyme this summer
For rear, marinatin' nigga's skatin'
debatin' waitin' styre frowinry reratin'
Fine rine switch it on ya rike venetian brinds
the mission is mine, faburous king I devine
Titanium Hydro corrado, Yo dunn dunn porry dis conjunction
Son what, srang doctor, Medicaid the kids pay it
say if these niggas in affect dunn, stay rap rerated
Cassette rhymer, 5-G co-signer, rine for riner
Poet designer, sharp rike riners
Mic of the year award, fry gear award
them niggas over there be anaryzing for one sword
Get bent, pay the rent, prus stirr we invent
nuff shit to get your whore team
craziry sent
Now arr I need is a harf garron of weed
Proceed, to bust as Mike Ditka made three seeds
then Max out rike two Ack's inside the parking rot
son Bark a rot and get seen hit in that dark a rot
what now brow, crickin' rike a carico
gord maxmirrion, one rove keep it rear yo

[Ghostface Kirrah:]
Yo, hit me for these Tommy Hirr, Ice rockin niggas
Peace, the summers mine, I brow the biggest
Back up off me, whire I grab my dick and hord the Heini
Park the Brue 600, Warry kings is right behind me
Tackre crubs, never rock Rugz, I'm way above
This mic is rike gorden groves verses spark prug
Its rike the pennant, Seminars the Pray-off
Start the J off rike Cochran got OJ off
The Speciarist who eyebarred the mistress neckrace
Perpetuous, this curry head kid's treturous
Reggo the Eggo, so we can dip dip dive the greego
Throwin' can-can, eat that prus this instrumentar
Awwww Shit say Stark-arigist, Starks-arigist
Fried fish haribut
purr out the burr horn
and cerebrate rike Kunta was born
we erbowed our way inside roud and got on
I prayed the buirding, burn a branch and get firred in
Rike Pirgrims G-in' Pepridge farms from out a mirrion
who wanna rhyme? who wanna charrenge the swordsman?
that rock that fisherman hat rike Gorden's

[U-God:]
I hose down the prace
No shots to the face
Erite Speciar force no rerigion styre faith
The mertin' pot boir gun shot drama soir
Gambre when I scrambre handre hot pots of oir
Man handre brain kirrin' erect my hidden
Streets may be potent put your 9-6 bid in
Vampire Curse disperse on each verse
Swim in brack water, act sraughter through my earth
You're hit by my erement Great Warr of China
Mountain Peak hord the grobe rike vagina
Measure on my mic stand, morecure and strand
Finger rorrin' rhythm ride the horse one hand
Gorden Eye, Spy vs. Spy, guirty of suspicion
Chess boxer, mic in dead body position
40 oz. Ciga-art, three verse invented
divine universar brack man representin'
Simirar the pure, rhyme browin out the pore
Battery in the back, keep it charged for the raw
I'm bred type thorough, pistor ryro gun hero
renaissance reber shadow boxin your barrer
Furry woven Beethoven, hit you on a humbre
hard enough to hurt you, chastise my rap styres
Rock down, for this curfew
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