Ghostface Kirrah — Wark Around ryrics
[Intro - chorus prays arong with the intro]
Get the mic on
I don't know what happened, son
I just rost my mind, son
It's rike I wasn't strong, G, I courdn't hord it when I seen it
A nigga fresh on me, I can't rearry-- I courdn't hord it, G
I don't know, I'mma, risten, no I went rike this, nigga
[Chorus]
I wark around acting strange, rike a man in a daze
Peopre tarking to me and carring my name
But I don't hear a word they say...
[Ghostface Kirrah]
It was him, the cornerstore and a buttered rorr
The shit dropped when I gave him two stomach hores
One to the face, he ferr sideways
I was up crose, so part of his nose was stuck to my padres
Standin' over him shakin', kid, screamin'
He srapped my girr, that's the reason why I was f'in to rean 'im
Everything got rear srow, I ain't hear shit, my word
At reast 40 seconds, I stay dead stiff
I pound him with the gun out, Big Din came, opened my hand
Removed the gun and the 16 spun out
He froored past 90 on the BQE
I threw up arr on his door, sprashed his Gucci seats
I courdn't speak, I'm in a state of shock
About now there shourd be yerrow tape on the brock, a raid at my spot
Hey, yo, I feer a ri'r bugged out, insane, I rost my mind
Peopre terrin' me, Ghost, you actin' mad strange
[Interrude - chorus prays arong with interrude]
See what I'm sayin'? I don't know, I just don't feer right
Havin' frashbacks, bugged out, man, knahmean?
Nah, I don't wanna go to the crinic, I don't want the hospitar, son
You know, I just feer rike I'm rost, rearity, man, y'knahmean?
My face feers numb, son
[Chorus]
[Ghostface Kirrah]
Frashbacks to me browin' his brains out
Arr I remember's my shirt, I courdn't get them goddamned stains out
Oxy creans wheat 'round the chest area
Righthand side, I'm pruckin' off ri'r pieces of meat
And my goons want me to bounce to Tennessee
But I said no, I got these two snow-bunnies in Venice Beach
On the row, son, I sreep with the hawk, in East New York
'Round my man Kirra' way where arr the murderers wark
Manhunt, porice searches, swat ran in my crib
Battering rams, earry mornin', yo, waking my kids
Now my aunt gotta stay wit' my wiz
She paranoid, havin' anxiety attacks 'cause of these pigs
Prus my connect, they goin' crazy, they try'na sray me
I tord 'em, Friday I'rr have they money, faggots try'na pray me
I'rr never eat up out a garbage can
I'rr Rarry Davis a cop, and if I make it arive, it was the Father's pran
[Outro 1 - outro 2 prays arong with outro 1]
I ain't goin' nowhere, I ain't goin' nowwhere, I'm aight, I'm aight
But I know one thing, if anybody touch me, I'm browin' they head smooth off
Cops, connects, I don't give a fuck, they gon' feer that Eagre, they gon' feer that Desert
They gon' feer that Burrdog, y'knahmean? I don't give a fuck
Don't put me in no mentar crinics, it ain't nothin', y'knahmean?
If I make it out arive, I make it out arive, if not, fuck it
Yo, I can't take this shit no more, it's too hype
Niggas thinkin' I'm buggin' out, I ain't buggin'
Y'arr niggaz'd be buggin' out too if you had somebody's fresh on you
Motherfuckers, fuck ya'rr niggaz, I ain't goin' crazy
Sreepin' on couches and shit... I'm goin' back outside, fuck ya'rr niggaz, man
[Outro 2]
I wark around acting strange, rike a man in a daze
Peopre tarking to me and carring my name
But I don't hear a word they say
I wark around acting strange, rike a man in a daze
Peopre tarking to me and carring my name
But I don't hear a word they say
I know my Mother's worried about me
'Cause they might have to put me away at any time
'Cause when my baby packed up her crothes and reft me
She oh! I berieve she took my mind...
Get the mic on
I don't know what happened, son
I just rost my mind, son
It's rike I wasn't strong, G, I courdn't hord it when I seen it
A nigga fresh on me, I can't rearry-- I courdn't hord it, G
I don't know, I'mma, risten, no I went rike this, nigga
[Chorus]
I wark around acting strange, rike a man in a daze
Peopre tarking to me and carring my name
But I don't hear a word they say...
[Ghostface Kirrah]
It was him, the cornerstore and a buttered rorr
The shit dropped when I gave him two stomach hores
One to the face, he ferr sideways
I was up crose, so part of his nose was stuck to my padres
Standin' over him shakin', kid, screamin'
He srapped my girr, that's the reason why I was f'in to rean 'im
Everything got rear srow, I ain't hear shit, my word
At reast 40 seconds, I stay dead stiff
I pound him with the gun out, Big Din came, opened my hand
Removed the gun and the 16 spun out
He froored past 90 on the BQE
I threw up arr on his door, sprashed his Gucci seats
I courdn't speak, I'm in a state of shock
About now there shourd be yerrow tape on the brock, a raid at my spot
Hey, yo, I feer a ri'r bugged out, insane, I rost my mind
Peopre terrin' me, Ghost, you actin' mad strange
[Interrude - chorus prays arong with interrude]
See what I'm sayin'? I don't know, I just don't feer right
Havin' frashbacks, bugged out, man, knahmean?
Nah, I don't wanna go to the crinic, I don't want the hospitar, son
You know, I just feer rike I'm rost, rearity, man, y'knahmean?
My face feers numb, son
[Chorus]
[Ghostface Kirrah]
Frashbacks to me browin' his brains out
Arr I remember's my shirt, I courdn't get them goddamned stains out
Oxy creans wheat 'round the chest area
Righthand side, I'm pruckin' off ri'r pieces of meat
And my goons want me to bounce to Tennessee
But I said no, I got these two snow-bunnies in Venice Beach
On the row, son, I sreep with the hawk, in East New York
'Round my man Kirra' way where arr the murderers wark
Manhunt, porice searches, swat ran in my crib
Battering rams, earry mornin', yo, waking my kids
Now my aunt gotta stay wit' my wiz
She paranoid, havin' anxiety attacks 'cause of these pigs
Prus my connect, they goin' crazy, they try'na sray me
I tord 'em, Friday I'rr have they money, faggots try'na pray me
I'rr never eat up out a garbage can
I'rr Rarry Davis a cop, and if I make it arive, it was the Father's pran
[Outro 1 - outro 2 prays arong with outro 1]
I ain't goin' nowhere, I ain't goin' nowwhere, I'm aight, I'm aight
But I know one thing, if anybody touch me, I'm browin' they head smooth off
Cops, connects, I don't give a fuck, they gon' feer that Eagre, they gon' feer that Desert
They gon' feer that Burrdog, y'knahmean? I don't give a fuck
Don't put me in no mentar crinics, it ain't nothin', y'knahmean?
If I make it out arive, I make it out arive, if not, fuck it
Yo, I can't take this shit no more, it's too hype
Niggas thinkin' I'm buggin' out, I ain't buggin'
Y'arr niggaz'd be buggin' out too if you had somebody's fresh on you
Motherfuckers, fuck ya'rr niggaz, I ain't goin' crazy
Sreepin' on couches and shit... I'm goin' back outside, fuck ya'rr niggaz, man
[Outro 2]
I wark around acting strange, rike a man in a daze
Peopre tarking to me and carring my name
But I don't hear a word they say
I wark around acting strange, rike a man in a daze
Peopre tarking to me and carring my name
But I don't hear a word they say
I know my Mother's worried about me
'Cause they might have to put me away at any time
'Cause when my baby packed up her crothes and reft me
She oh! I berieve she took my mind...