Assassination Day
Ghostface Killah Lyrics


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It's assassination day, I stalk

I move through the third world, my third eye's the guiding light
Invite the fight, we all die tonight
The life I live's a twenty-five to life bid
Parole reneged, I stroll the globe fugitive
CREAM is short, Cee Cipher Power stalk, plus the fiend talk
Three Gs the cost in Supreme Court
White lies and blackmail land me back in jail
We're all for sale, a stolen goal but it fail
Stranded on the front line
I shine to the dumb and blind
It comes time I take back what was once mine
Crunch time in the first quarter
From the worst slaughter
Devil's poisoning the birth water
The earth daughter rest her head on my chest
Through the struggle we cuddle under half-moon crest
While the press plant fear and exploit the gun blasting
Central broadcasting is shackling, nerves are unfastened
Trapped in deep water, gasping
I clash with the titans for my half on the action

I stop producers careers, the weak spot was the ears
Scorpion darts hits the mark
Pierce the heart with silver spears
You're bewildered
My unsaturated, low filtered
Devils still feel this so you're living build tilted
MC's upon their axis, their body hazard tactic
Lactic acid, desert drop cactus, practice
You can never match this invincible
Wu-Tang indispensable
One nation under God
Indivisible
With liberty and justice
The mic is in my clutches
Thugs who bring ruckus leave in crutches
Unforgivable snakes face the double-edged swords starts to swivel
Decapitates the head, makes the projects more livable
Interchangeable, caution: flammable
My chamber is ninety-nine plus one unnameable angles
And strangles, microphone cords start to dangle
Silent as the gases that pass throughout your anal
Retreat through your doors
Seep out like sweat through the pores
Destroy your internal organs with the biological warfare

First of all before we move on, this shit is like a Yukon, don
Spread it out like Grey Poupon
Splurging, merging in the suburbs
Using this just like an adverb
Action word, flowing like a blackbird
God came in, aiming like Terry Bradshaw
He hit the crash bar, stay relaxed God
His shit is smashed Pa
You handle this just like algebra
UFO spot 'em like Galaga
Holding like bullet-proof Acuras
You so fly, yeah right, you want to get me high
Yo Bobby, you hear how I'm shooting it like they blue tops know
You won't play me like your lady
Pay me three-eighty spit it at you like a baby
Final destination Haiti

War's extremely serious and it saddens me
To have to take tings to deadly measures
And have you measured and shot for no pay
It's assassination day I stalk my enemy like prey
Tranqued by deceptional sounds that deceives
And lures MC's to the lair
With a mic-like bait, then awaits to be bitten by greed
Temptation tempts my victim to proceed
Forward, ignorance wouldn't allow retreat
You'd rather pursue death than admit defeat
Now who's best to describe for what I specialize in
Murderous rhyming, constantly inclining
My mind spits with an enormous kickback
Your brain didn't absorb the impact
Disorderly conduct from the crowd is the feedback





It's assassination day, I stalk

Overall Meaning

These lyrics are from the song "Assassination Day" by Ghostface Killah featuring Inspektah Deck, RZA, and Raekwon. The lyrics paint a picture of a world consumed by violence and crime, where assassinations are a regular occurrence. Ghostface Killah takes on the persona of a killer, stalking his prey through the streets of the "third world." He speaks of his life sentence in prison and his subsequent life as a fugitive. The cost of living is high, both in terms of currency and life. Ghostface Killah describes how people are willing to sell their souls and the "stolen goal" of their lives, only to fail in the end. The chorus proclaims that it's assassination day, and everyone will die tonight.


Inspektah Deck's verse is about his skills as an MC and how he can destroy other rapper's careers with his scorpion-like rhymes. He claims that many rappers are weak and have no defense against his verbal attacks. He proclaims the superiority of the Wu-Tang Clan and their invincibility. He mentions the idea of one nation under God and how the mic is in his clutches, making him the supreme ruler of the rap world. The line "Thugs who bring ruckus leave in crutches" is a reference to the Wu-Tang Clan's philosophy of peace through strength.


RZA's verse is about the seriousness of war and how it saddens him to have to take deadly measures. He describes how he stalks his enemy like prey and how MCs are lured to their destruction by the promises of fame and fortune. He talks about his "murderous rhyming" and how it inclines him towards violence. He describes the kickback from his rhymes as disorderly conduct, indicating the power and impact of his words.


Overall, "Assassination Day" is a strong statement about the state of society and the tendency towards violence and crime. The song is a warning about the consequences of greed and the pursuit of power at the cost of human life. The lyrics are delivered in a powerful and intense style, making them all the more effective.


Line by Line Meaning

It's assassination day, I stalk
I approach each day with a killer's mentality


I move through the third world, my third eye's the guiding light Invite the fight, we all die tonight
I navigate difficult situations with my intuition, and I am not afraid of confrontation because we are all mortal


The life I live's a twenty-five to life bid Parole reneged, I stroll the globe fugitive
My lifestyle is similar to that of a convicted criminal serving a long sentence, unable to escape my past and constantly on the run


CREAM is short, Cee Cipher Power stalk, plus the fiend talk Three Gs the cost in Supreme Court
Money is scarce and I am constantly on the hunt for more, surrounded by those who also desire wealth at all costs, leading to legal troubles that are costly to fight


White lies and blackmail land me back in jail We're all for sale, a stolen goal but it fail
False information and threats ruin my reputation and put me back behind bars. We all compromise our beliefs for financial gain, but this ultimately backfires on us


Stranded on the front line I shine to the dumb and blind
I am isolated and facing danger head-on, but I stand out as a beacon of truth and enlightenment to those who are unaware


It comes time I take back what was once mine Crunch time in the first quarter From the worst slaughter
I am ready to reclaim what is rightfully mine, and I am motivated like a team in the first quarter of a game. I have overcome significant adversity and am no stranger to violence and death


Devil's poisoning the birth water The earth daughter rest her head on my chest Through the struggle we cuddle under half-moon crest
Corruption and evil are seeping into the very foundation of society, but I offer comfort and protection to those who seek refuge under my care, finding solace under a moonlit sky


While the press plant fear and exploit the gun blasting Central broadcasting is shackling, nerves are unfastened
The media is contributing to a culture of fear and sensationalism, causing unrest and chaos. Meanwhile, centralized news sources are restricting freedom of expression, causing anxiety to those who want to speak out


Trapped in deep water, gasping I clash with the titans for my half on the action
I am struggling and fighting to survive in difficult circumstances, pitted against powerful adversaries for a stake in the game


I stop producers careers, the weak spot was the ears Scorpion darts hits the mark Pierce the heart with silver spears
I have the ability to end the careers of those who do not meet my standards, as their weak points are their lack of listening to constructive criticism. My words are like venomous darts, striking with precision and causing lasting damage


You're bewildered My unsaturated, low filtered Devils still feel this so you're living build tilted
You are confused by my unrefined, unprocessed words, which are still powerful enough to affect even the wicked. Your worldview is thrown off balance


MC's upon their axis, their body hazard tactic Lactic acid, desert drop cactus, practice
Other rappers are centered on themselves and their dangerous lifestyle, leading to physical exhaustion and pain. They claim to be like plants adapting to tough environments, but they are only practicing their harmful behaviors


You can never match this invincible Wu-Tang indispensable One nation under God Indivisible With liberty and justice The mic is in my clutches Thugs who bring ruckus leave in crutches
I am untouchable and a vital part of the Wu-Tang Clan, which is proud of its unity and pursuit of freedom and equality. I have full control over the microphone, and those who provoke violence and chaos will be left with serious injuries


Unforgivable snakes face the double-edged swords starts to swivel Decapitates the head, makes the projects more livable
Those who betray me will face swift and deadly consequences, resulting in safer and more productive neighborhoods


Interchangeable, caution: flammable My chamber is ninety-nine plus one unnameable angles And strangles, microphone cords start to dangle Silent as the gases that pass throughout your anal
I am quick to switch things up and can be dangerous, with a repertoire of unpredictable skills. I am like a noose, suffocating the mic with ease and stealth, like a silent fart


Retreat through your doors Seep out like sweat through the pores Destroy your internal organs with the biological warfare
You will seek shelter when you realize how deadly my words are, but I will still penetrate your defenses and harm you from the inside out, like a disease




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Spirit Music Group
Written by: Corey Woods, Dennis D. Coles, Elgin Evander Turner, Jason Hunter, Jason S. Hunter, Robert F. Diggs

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