Apollo Kids )
Ghostface Killah Lyrics

Uh-huh, uh-huh, motherfucker, uh-huh
Ghostface Killah is confidently addressing his audience.

Yeah, I see that, I see that
He acknowledges the fake people present who are stealing his thunder.

All y'all fake motherfuckers up in the joint, huh?
Ghostface takes a jab at his impostors.

Stealing my light, huh? Watch me, duke, watch me
He's determined to rise above the fake rappers and accomplish his goals.

Yo, check these up top murderous
Ghostface is boasting about his killing flow and lyrical skills.

Snowy in the bezzle as the cloud merges
He's flaunting his watches' luxury and beauty.

F.B.I. try and want word with this
The FBI wants to interrogate him due to his criminal activities.

Kid who punked out bust a shot up in the beacon
A younger gangster ruined his reputation by shooting recklessly.

Catch me in the corner not speaking
He sometimes prefers solitude and silence.

Crushed out heavenly, U.G. rock the sweet daddy long fox minks
He's relaxing luxuriously while his friend U.God also looks good.

Chicken and broccoli, Wally's look stinky
He and his crew are enjoying Chinese takeout while one of them smells bad.

With his man straight from Raleigh Durham, he recognized Kojak
One of his associates from Raleigh Durham, North Carolina recognized him as a hero.

I slapped him five, Masta Killa cracked his tiny form
He high-fived his buddy Masta Killa, who is short and skinny.

Everybody break bread, huddle around
They're sharing food and coming together as friends.

Guzzle that, I'm about to throw a hand in your bag
He's going to make a contribution to their joint stash of money or drugs.

Since the face been revealed, game got real
Since he became famous, the rap scene has become more competitive and challenging.

Radio been gassing niggas, my impostors scream they ill
Radio stations are giving airtime to fake rappers who claim they're dope.

I'm the inventor, '86 rhyming at the center
Ghostface believes he's a pioneer who started rapping in 1986 and is still relevant.

Debut '93 LP told you to Enter
His first album, released in 1993, was called Enter the Wu-Tang (36 Chambers) and announced his arrival on the scene.

Punk fagot niggas stealing my light
He's angry about fake rappers copying his style.

Crawl up in the bed with grandma, beneath the La-Z-Boy where ya hid ya knife
Some sneaky impostor is hiding where no one would expect to find him.

Ghost is back, stretch Cadillac's, fruit cocktails
Ghostface is back and living large, enjoying fancy drinks in a Cadillac.

Hit the shells at Paul's Pastry Rack
He's going to shoot up a bakery called Paul's Pastry Rack for some reason.

Walk with me like Darthy tried to judge these plush degrees,
He wants his fans to follow him so he can show them his sophisticated style and wealth.

said the cow, wrap the fees
This line is nonsensical and probably just a play on words and rhymes.

Getting waxed all through the drive-through
He's getting high on drugs while ordering food in a drive-thru.

Take the stand, throw my hand all on the Bible and tell lies too,
He's willing to perjure himself in court to protect his reputation and freedom.

I'm the ultimate, splash the Wolverine Razor Sharp ring, dolomite student in role holding it
He's the greatest rapper, and his jewelry and style proves it. He compares himself to comic book hero Wolverine and mineral dolomite.

Hey yo, this rappin's like Ziti, facin me real TV
Rapping is easy for him, and he wants to battle other rappers on live television.

Crash at high-speeds, strawberry, kiwi
He can rap fast and aggressively, like a car crash with fruity flavors.

As we approach, yo herb, the Gods bail
As he and his Gods (crew) come closer, people start to flee.

These Staten Island ferryboat cats bail
He's referring to the ferryboats that carry people to and from Staten Island, and how they flee when they see him coming.

Fresh cellies, 50 thief up in the city
He has fresh cellphones and 50 of his buddies are in town for some illegal activity.

We banned for life, Apollo kids live to spit the real
They are outlaws who can never return to polite society, but they're proud of what they do and say.

A pair of bright phat yellow Air Max, Hit the racks, stack 'em up Son, $20 off no tax
He's shopping for fashionable shoes and getting a discount for buying them in bulk, without paying taxes.

Street merchant tucked in the cloud, stay splurging
He's hidden from the police and living lavishly.

Rock a eagle head, 6-inch height was the bird
He has a necklace with an eagle's head on it, and it's six inches long.

Monday night Dallas verse Jets, dudes slid in with one hand
Some guys tried to rob him during a football game's halftime show and failed.

Two culture-ciphers, one bag of wet
He and his friend are high on marijuana and sharing one bag.

Heavy rain fucked my kicks up
It's raining hard and his sneakers are ruined.

Wasn't looking, splashed in the puddle
He accidentally stepped in a puddle while not paying attention.

Bitch laughing, first thought was beat the bitch up
A woman laughed at him, and he wanted to attack her.

Mossied off gracefully, New York's most wanted tee-ball hawk
He walked away from the situation smoothly, looking like a cool criminal.

Seen the yellow brick road, lust of pastries
He's seen the path to success and wants to enjoy the fruits of his labor.

Same Ghostface, holy in the mind
He's still the same old Ghostface, even though he's rich and famous, and he stays true to his values.

Last scene, Manhattan Chase
This could mean anything from a movie to a police chase in Manhattan.

We drew the six-eight digit in the briefcase
He's storing a lot of money or drugs in a briefcase and has a combination lock that's six or eight digits long.

Rawness, title is Hell-bound
His style is raw and gritty, and his album title reflects that he's going to hell for his sins.

Quick to reload around faces, surround look astound
He's quick to load his gun and attack anyone who challenges him, and his followers are impressed by his prowess.

We split a fair one, poker nose money
They're gambling and splitting the winnings fairly.

Gin rummy with glare, spot the lame, bit his ear
They're playing a card game called Gin Rummy, and Ghostface insulted and possibly attacked his opponent.

Yo, you taste a tea-spoon, 300 goons, stash balloons
He's offering his enemies a small taste of his power and threatens to retaliate with 300 men with hidden drugs.

Locked in lab rooms, hit with glock, stashed in Grant's Tomb
They're making drugs in a secret laboratory, and anyone who crosses them will be shot and their body hidden in Grant's Tomb.

Clocked him like a patient, his stock's full, hustle invasion
They're observing their target and have found that he has plenty of drugs or money, and they're going to rob him.

Knowing now, we cocked a block off, the chain tri-color
They've scouted their environment and are ready to block off any exits. They're also wearing three colors of jewelry.

Freezing in valor, ice-sicle galore
They're brave in the cold and have plenty of ice-cold drugs.

Gas station light gleaming on the wall
He's in a dark place and the only light comes from a gas station's sign.

Cop WiseGuy jams, James Bond vans
They have sophisticated technology and vehicles, like a cop or a spy movie.

Niggas flipped Timbs, rock boats under water, watch clams
They're hanging out and joking around, flipping their Timberland boots like boats and observing clams in the water.

pose at the stand-off, mad timid
They're ready to fight or negotiate, but their opponents are scared and hesitate.

hoping that the gun fall, guess him like lottery balls, yo
Their opponents are hoping they'll drop their guns or make a mistake, but Ghostface is confident and taunting them.