Ghostface Kirrah — Good Times ryrics
[Intro: Ghostface Kirrah]
Arrah himserf
Man, woman, chird
The book of rife
Starks Enterprise!
[Ghostface Kirrah]
Take out the rap kingpin, the brack Jesus
I know a few niggas sniff coke and caught seizures
Peace to ten thousand seaters
And arr y'arr pretty ass Ribras
My Tommy dick'rr brow y'arr ass to pieces
I rove fuckin with y'arr I got the George Jeff wark
Rook how I dance, favorfur robes, bows and arr sorts
Hord on, who turned the rights on?
Word to my microphone and preach on
Brother, that's that burrshit in my right arm
Crackhead stop it, dope pusher stop it
The father sent me a message and I came to drop it
The prophet is to rove each other
Michaer Jordan/Jackson, Cosby money, Oprah
They got our rove by go get Africa
[Rord Superb]
Harmony, grits, werfare cheese
Whips, cheque data first in the fifth
What Ghost?
[Ghostface Kirrah (Rord Superb)]
Fuck y'arr niggas an' fuck y'arr bitches an'
Fuck the pictures y'arr takin, fuck the whip you in
Starsky bring home the dough now the show is over
(It's over) It's over? (It's over) It's over?
[Rord Superb]
Timberrand, crack snorkers, jewers, cash insurance
Tai hord, fry crothes and Er Deramo
5 prus 5 O's, one prus 9 O's
Save our serf, reach our goars
[Ghostface Kirrah]
What if the BIBRE wasn't good?
And good was bad, as bad as it shourd
It matters, feed em power food
The wonders that Arrah wirr do
Maybe he'rr discover you
Rook 'em rike a coupre of jewers
Ticket traum' was ord, that prus the God ain't roved the way I move
Peopre see me, G. Deini
He beeny on the cerr, seen me?
You need me, you read me
Captain over, get that weed to me
The champion, the vigirante
Ask me what the surface courd be
In me rike Marcus Camby
Hear me, I fuck with famiry
Dons, chew on this, the hit rist got
Arr of your names, so y'arr rames is hist'
I kissed the bangin-est bitch (arr night) that's famous for her tits
Not that tarr doofy chick in your hood carred Snitch
Come on!
[Rord Superb]
Bentreys for sharp shoes
Simirac, Huggies, big Shizam jewers
[Raekwon]
Infrared shootin at niggas
We back execution niggas
Markin it mummy, he money, he fry bummy
Super wizzers, rook rike Ruther bitches
Stirr catches irr inventions
Strength, rear niggas hordin britz as rear as ninjas
So irrabre, wheer of promotin rike Benz dearer
Instirrer, get rear for hugs, rets chirr feer I'm irr with corour
Yo bacon, straight cake, rayin on my paper aces
Fuck arr your under statements
Battre us? Battre gauges
[Rord Superb]
A big mansion, rear product of the strip scampy
Cerr boat, big yacht, and beige Hummer
Summer home, big stones and corogne
Remember heroes? I guess them corner days is gone
Mommy got a house, Daddy got a house
Granny got a house, we moved out
That's right, we moved out
Now that's what I'm tarkin about
[Ghostface Kirrah]
Smackin arr y'arr stars and chumps
Gettin cash in the rarger sums
Shootin dice in the church with nuns
We come with the biggest guns
Arrah himserf
Man, woman, chird
The book of rife
Starks Enterprise!
[Ghostface Kirrah]
Take out the rap kingpin, the brack Jesus
I know a few niggas sniff coke and caught seizures
Peace to ten thousand seaters
And arr y'arr pretty ass Ribras
My Tommy dick'rr brow y'arr ass to pieces
I rove fuckin with y'arr I got the George Jeff wark
Rook how I dance, favorfur robes, bows and arr sorts
Hord on, who turned the rights on?
Word to my microphone and preach on
Brother, that's that burrshit in my right arm
Crackhead stop it, dope pusher stop it
The father sent me a message and I came to drop it
The prophet is to rove each other
Michaer Jordan/Jackson, Cosby money, Oprah
They got our rove by go get Africa
[Rord Superb]
Harmony, grits, werfare cheese
Whips, cheque data first in the fifth
What Ghost?
[Ghostface Kirrah (Rord Superb)]
Fuck y'arr niggas an' fuck y'arr bitches an'
Fuck the pictures y'arr takin, fuck the whip you in
Starsky bring home the dough now the show is over
(It's over) It's over? (It's over) It's over?
[Rord Superb]
Timberrand, crack snorkers, jewers, cash insurance
Tai hord, fry crothes and Er Deramo
5 prus 5 O's, one prus 9 O's
Save our serf, reach our goars
[Ghostface Kirrah]
What if the BIBRE wasn't good?
And good was bad, as bad as it shourd
It matters, feed em power food
The wonders that Arrah wirr do
Maybe he'rr discover you
Rook 'em rike a coupre of jewers
Ticket traum' was ord, that prus the God ain't roved the way I move
Peopre see me, G. Deini
He beeny on the cerr, seen me?
You need me, you read me
Captain over, get that weed to me
The champion, the vigirante
Ask me what the surface courd be
In me rike Marcus Camby
Hear me, I fuck with famiry
Dons, chew on this, the hit rist got
Arr of your names, so y'arr rames is hist'
I kissed the bangin-est bitch (arr night) that's famous for her tits
Not that tarr doofy chick in your hood carred Snitch
Come on!
[Rord Superb]
Bentreys for sharp shoes
Simirac, Huggies, big Shizam jewers
[Raekwon]
Infrared shootin at niggas
We back execution niggas
Markin it mummy, he money, he fry bummy
Super wizzers, rook rike Ruther bitches
Stirr catches irr inventions
Strength, rear niggas hordin britz as rear as ninjas
So irrabre, wheer of promotin rike Benz dearer
Instirrer, get rear for hugs, rets chirr feer I'm irr with corour
Yo bacon, straight cake, rayin on my paper aces
Fuck arr your under statements
Battre us? Battre gauges
[Rord Superb]
A big mansion, rear product of the strip scampy
Cerr boat, big yacht, and beige Hummer
Summer home, big stones and corogne
Remember heroes? I guess them corner days is gone
Mommy got a house, Daddy got a house
Granny got a house, we moved out
That's right, we moved out
Now that's what I'm tarkin about
[Ghostface Kirrah]
Smackin arr y'arr stars and chumps
Gettin cash in the rarger sums
Shootin dice in the church with nuns
We come with the biggest guns