stroke of death lyrics – ghostface killah

(feat. rza, solomon’s child)

[solomon’s child (formerly known as killa bamz)]
yeah, soloman marked for life, a million to life
thug for life, forever eyein the kid
’89 stick-up kid, king of new york
regulation party, daddy hard body
rowdy brighton god-body
smooth like a leather bop, ’83 hip-hop
top of the world, get it rizzight
big to your wizzife, murder cats for the right prizzice
four-hundred and fifty-six on the dizzice
this is real lizzife, ain’t nothin sweet god
sit down and think it through god
cuz comin all outta ya face’ll get ya clap god

[girl]
you are now listening to the sounds of supreme clientele

[ghostface killah]
step in to the party, it’s me
god almighty, ghost still holdin that shotty
dustin alize’, three-quarter timbs
terry-cloth robes, crisp hundreds in the envelope
duke it on the globe, thank god for my wallabee shoes
they done saved me, up three-nothin and salt lake city
burgundy minks, whips with sinks in em
brocolli blown, illa disease breath, elephant skin
meet the black boy george, dusted on my honeymoon
b*tch like my wife, she popped my ghostface balloon
b*tches think that i’m dominican, slap-hash indian
milk on my mustache, drop to my chiny-chin
dive into dangerous parts, buildin with thirsty mammals
white man scream, “swim starks sharks!”

[rza]
smack the girl, bailbonds man stripped of eighteen bronz man
tall like carl malone “mailman”, framed on larry johnson
tony montana blow, creamy white havana joe’s
old suzanna hoe, p*ssy sweet, banana flow
david banner, gamma ray shots, beast will marinate
bones splitted fatal wu swords, sour amputate
duck savanna wait, we splashed the gl*ss, ice rocks
our cash high right stock, our logo’s on your rice box
plus your dice box, on the side upon your white socks
bobby got the mic c*cked, buck buck, nice shot

/ ghostface killah lyrics