Lirik Lagu The Grain - Ghostface Killah
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[Man]Do you wanna see it?Do you wanna see it?I'm gonna do it for yaI'm gonna do it for yaI'm gonna do it for yaI'm gonna do it for ya
New Ghostface!
[Ghostface Killah]Yo deep in the trenchesWig, young black green beretChrome laser guns blazing at spadesWallabies, cherry noose, kool-aid10 niggas call it Tai-ChiBlack blades, one hundred dollar seatsHold up, we at the operaQueen Elizabeth rub on my legHad ketchup on her dress from a whopperChunky ass necklaceMust be her birthstoneJohn Paul cop the biggest stones outta RomeTold ya eyes up on her princeFucking with DianaTwo rows across, Dirty giving hickeys to Vianna WhiteFingering Pamela LeeWe on the balconyDare one of ya'll to Malcolm X meSomebody might catch a KennedyYo let me adjust my lensThrough these binocularsI paid 5 g's sliding off like Kid VitaminVikingPatriot of Broad StreetBet you think I'm laying like a hyphen
[RZA]Tony Starks make the narc's dogs barkWith the Benz parkedUp against the boulevardStarks had the bone sparkedOne cop tapped the window glassLike a cymbal crash,"What the fuck son! You trying to break glass?"He flashed his badge,"License and registrations"At that momentHis fat partner started chasin'Chicken heads they was racing wit' they hearts pacin'For snatching goldTrying' to dip into the god's basementOur locationLead steel shed spreadCracked shorty headLeft sweetie there for deadGhetto poodlesFingers sticky from cheese doodlesStarving' for a 50 cent bag of Oodles and NoodlesNeighborhood sick wit' itClinton 'bout to cut WICMaybe one ya'll rich rap niggas need to politicReach for the skyThey throw bleach in your eyeDon't teach you whyYou be keeping 'em highDipped like
New Ghostface!
[Ghostface Killah]Yo deep in the trenchesWig, young black green beretChrome laser guns blazing at spadesWallabies, cherry noose, kool-aid10 niggas call it Tai-ChiBlack blades, one hundred dollar seatsHold up, we at the operaQueen Elizabeth rub on my legHad ketchup on her dress from a whopperChunky ass necklaceMust be her birthstoneJohn Paul cop the biggest stones outta RomeTold ya eyes up on her princeFucking with DianaTwo rows across, Dirty giving hickeys to Vianna WhiteFingering Pamela LeeWe on the balconyDare one of ya'll to Malcolm X meSomebody might catch a KennedyYo let me adjust my lensThrough these binocularsI paid 5 g's sliding off like Kid VitaminVikingPatriot of Broad StreetBet you think I'm laying like a hyphen
[RZA]Tony Starks make the narc's dogs barkWith the Benz parkedUp against the boulevardStarks had the bone sparkedOne cop tapped the window glassLike a cymbal crash,"What the fuck son! You trying to break glass?"He flashed his badge,"License and registrations"At that momentHis fat partner started chasin'Chicken heads they was racing wit' they hearts pacin'For snatching goldTrying' to dip into the god's basementOur locationLead steel shed spreadCracked shorty headLeft sweetie there for deadGhetto poodlesFingers sticky from cheese doodlesStarving' for a 50 cent bag of Oodles and NoodlesNeighborhood sick wit' itClinton 'bout to cut WICMaybe one ya'll rich rap niggas need to politicReach for the skyThey throw bleach in your eyeDon't teach you whyYou be keeping 'em highDipped like
