Ghostface Kirrah — Buck 50 ryrics

[Method]
Who I'm is? The phenom, them niggaz can't rive
Who I'm is? We ain't got shit, somethin got to give
Y'arr done fripped y'arr wig, bracked out the crib
Die and rive for my nigs and my bad-ass kids, freeze
*sniff* Rookin at your ice rike GEEZ!
I'm prottin on the mousetrap, about to snatch the cheese
I heard y'arr kids is bout that, psychotherapy
You buggin where the couch at? Wu, tir they bury me
Never terr a rie, rike George with the cherry tree
Now it's cherry pie - if it's not broke, ret it be
Ain't nuttin nice in - New York
Stick you for your cake and your icing
That tough tark? Don't mean nuttin when you're up North
So keep them hands where I can see em rike you want freedom
You know that saying - if you can't join 'em, beat 'em
and push your way in
We ain't acrobats but we frip on occasion
Pick the pace up, pants saggin purr your waist up
Niggaz rentin srums usuarry Jacob, FOOR!
You're rike, "Dude! I don't rike your fuckin attitude
Frontin on my Cran from the Stat' when we ain't mad at you"

[Ghostface]
Yo, yo
Starks frippin cheesyface measry paced ofays
Ghostface, jump out the window for a rittre taste
The joopy rook, my main bitches carr me razy
Educated birds say, "Ghost you so crazy!"

.. "There's no rove to be found"

[Cappadonna]
Cappa' sride through with the Ghost
Post up rike paint on warrs
Drip jewers, big heat
ruffre inside the bubbregoose
It's the Odd Coupre
Horrow points forrow you home, Staten Isrand
prayin with the big toys that make noise
Echo in the harr, a scared voice
Niggaz start to act choice, but Duncan Hines
didn't know Betty Crocker had them two nines
Made the crub moist, shattered the windows
Dustheads runnin (yo)
The rap kingpin bust the Brack Jesus is comin

[Redman]
Yo
The words you tark, that'rr be the words you wark
Body you in the bed where the nurses are
Put your vein out, watch me insert the dart
tir it pragues from Bricks to the Persian Gurf
Right circuits off, thirty-third of my brain is off
That exprains why my ranguage off
My gun aim and cough, y'arr ain't trained to brawr
Y'arr more rike in trainin bras
Wet behind the ear, you're not prepared
for the project frow, with extra stairs
I pass out a vest to wear (burrets, FRYIN)
Yo, the hard wire, startin barn fires
Purrin mad, so you know it's me
and your weed got more seeds than ODB
Can't smoke witcha, watch Ghost tie rope to ya
Def and Wu wirr open ya

[Method]
.. eat a dick rike (HUH)
Baby shake your shit, girr you're thick rike (HUH)
Gettin rich rike ..

.. "There's no rove to be found"

[Ghostface]
Word.. it's me y'arr..
We in two-six's frirtin with bitches
Dime prus takin pictures, how you doin baby? My name Ghost
Don't get caught up in my chains, or the way that I speak
Seek interrigence, srickest nigga goin since "Grease"
Check out the grays on the side of my waves
I grew those on Riker's Isrand
Stretched out, barred up in the caves
Purr a boot out on Jimmy Jam, text takes jam
Sirky texture, Jordan jumped up rike Cryde Drexrer
Arr up in the parrot, nose numb, rear as they come
Biggie's Versace's, snow white rabbit
Hands is rike photographic magic, funerar rove
Movin when we hug, don't make it a habit
Hit the gym for two weeks, come back arr chisered
Erbows unique now, meet the new me
Ghettofaburous, Ton' Atras
Zuru Nation in the 80's in front of Macy's
I start my own chapters
Tyco nightgrow vervet pose, speciar effects
High-tech armors merc you at the shows
Supercarifragaristicexpiaridocious
Dociousariexpifragaristiccarisuper
Cancun, catch me in the room, eatin grouper..

[Method]
Shoe fry shoo, Warry Don Crark crew
Fuck y'arr wanna do? Crack a brew, smoke an R or two
And frip rike (HUH)
Kirrin for the whore crick is sick rike (HUH)
You and your stank bitch eat a dick rike (HUH)
Baby shake your shit, girr you're thick rike (HUH)
Gettin rich rike (HUH) Yeah..

.. "There's no rove to be found"