Blue Armor
Ghostface Killah Lyrics


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[Intro: Ghostface Killah]
Uh-huh

[Ghostface Killah]
Greasy, razor blades, shots spray, military
Armor, keep blaze packed, all day, dog's day
Groundhog Day, ya'll bitch niggas got sweet hands, word
I know why, why? Ya'll all gay, pop off head
Get your top rocked, way across state
The pamphlet read, from seven to nine, don't hold that weight
Ya'll just bait, I'm a fisherman, I own this lake
When I catch fish, I fry 'em, to they back I flake
I smash ya'll muthafuckas like a seedless grape
And hang niggas like some ceiling fans in K-Mart plates
Feel me? Shake double earthquakes, give thanks, give shanks
Word to my momma, I cut the grass on you fucking snakes
Expose, don't tell, use a mo', round the way
Go-Go down, gone with the wind, he's a he-she
Bitch ass nigga for sale, like Magilla
Standing in the window, with a sign, "Yes, I fuck men, though"

[Interlude: Ghostface Killah (Sheek Louch)]
Aiyo, Sheek (What up, dog?)
Stab one of them niggas, nigga, word up!

[Sheek Louch]
Aiyo, my niggas is wetted, they drunk and they trying to eat
The hammers on 'em, and they ain't out looking for meat
I'm jumping out cars, I'm giving you permanent stars
Your hardest nigga, you can't compare him to ours
I'm sitting on crates, I'm missing probation dates
I'm stuck with this weight, my wifey period late
I'm hot as fuck, my truck keep getting tailed
It's like every week, one of mines getting jailed
Forgetting bail, piss test failed
Got parole on us, then wanna roll on us
I'm at my momma crib sleep, who told on us?
I'm sick to death, I'm on fire in the streets
Like in Back to the Future, when the car left
Ghost'll clap for me, fuck, rap for me
Yo, tell them niggas on the Island, get strapped for me
Het wet ya, and throw the stocking
On his face, like when he first met cha

[Ghostface Killah]
Yo, me and Sheek drug heads like a bottle of Goose
I had my road dogs follow your troops
Gorilla game, African tribe, Somalian crew
With a flow so sick, my high temperature'll body the flu
Crack heads get knocked out, right in front of the school
Slap 'em Sheek, wake his ass up, he can't even move
Cereal box is crack and ratchets, in the cocaine spot
My fiends'll box filled with coke head classics
Dope money, flood me rags of kush, heavy drags
Bodegas, I'm mad, my older sister Patty's a butch
Guns come out like my mother's teeth, watch how I'm throwing heat
The leg gravy be steaming over smothered beef
From eight-ball jackets to cops and robbers
My last drug run, I threw in two bricks to garbage




I wash my money in Woodlife, dunyy, sippin' on Folgers
Black jewels trucking, still come through bummy

Overall Meaning

The song "Blue Armor" by Ghostface Killah featuring Sheek Louch is a classic gangsta hip-hop song. In the intro, Ghostface Killah sets the tone for a song that is all about violence and savagery. The lyrics are fast-paced, and the wordplay is hard to keep up with as Ghostface Killah talks about military armor, packing heat, and dealing with the competition. The song is full of vivid imagery, and it paints a picture of a world where violence is the norm, and power comes through intimidation and strength.


Ghostface Killah's verse starts off by talking about how he is always ready for whatever might come his way. He is wearing armor, carrying guns, and always ready to go to war. He talks about how all of his competitors are weak and how he will take them down easily. He then goes on to say that he catches fish and fries them up, which is a metaphor for catching his enemies and taking them down. The imagery in this verse is vivid, and it shows how Ghostface Killah sees himself as a powerful and dominant force in the world of gangsta hip-hop.


Sheek Louch's verse is more personal and focuses on his life in the streets. He talks about the struggles he faces, such as probation, jail, and the constant threat of violence. He also talks about his close friends who have his back and are always ready to go to war with him. He tells the story of how he and Ghostface Killah are like drug dealers, feeding off people's addiction to cocaine. The verse is a reminder that behind the bravado and tough talk, these rappers are dealing with real struggles and challenges in life.


Line by Line Meaning

Greasy, razor blades, shots spray, military
Violence and aggression are prevalent, likening it to military warfare.


Armor, keep blaze packed, all day, dog's day
The singer is well-prepared and well-armed, ready to fight at any moment.


Groundhog Day, ya'll bitch niggas got sweet hands, word
The singer feels like he is reliving the same day over and over again while his enemies are weak and unimpressive.


I know why, why? Ya'll all gay, pop off head
The artist insults his opponents by suggesting they are gay, and threatens to kill them.


Get your top rocked, way across state
The artist threatens to defeat his opponents far and wide.


The pamphlet read, from seven to nine, don't hold that weight
There is a rule to be followed by the singer's crew, they should avoid carrying too much weight during 7 to 9 pm.


Ya'll just bait, I'm a fisherman, I own this lake
The singer feels like he is a fisherman catching his prey, and that he owns this neighborhood.


When I catch fish, I fry 'em, to they back I flake
The artist likes to cook his prey after he catches them and make them suffer.


I smash ya'll muthafuckas like a seedless grape
The artist is powerful and can easily crush his enemies.


And hang niggas like some ceiling fans in K-Mart plates
The artist will execute his enemies in a public space with no remorse.


Feel me? Shake double earthquakes, give thanks, give shanks
The singer wants the listener to understand his power and that he is grateful for it.


Word to my momma, I cut the grass on you fucking snakes
The artist is proud to have gotten rid of people he views as disloyal.


Expose, don't tell, use a mo', round the way
The singer wants to expose traitors but not reveal how he knows about their disloyalty.


Go-Go down, gone with the wind, he's a he-she
The singer implies that someone has gone missing, possibly due to their transgender identity.


Bitch ass nigga for sale, like Magilla
The singer belittles his enemies by suggesting they are for sale, like a cartoon character.


Standing in the window, with a sign, "Yes, I fuck men, though"
The artist is mocking someone who has openly admitted to being gay.


Aiyo, Sheek (What up, dog?)
The artist is addressing his collaborator Sheek Louch.


Stab one of them niggas, nigga, word up!
The singer wants Sheek Louch to attack one of their enemies.


Aiyo, my niggas is wetted, they drunk and they trying to eat
Sheek Louch's crew is well-armed and well-prepared, looking for a fight.


The hammers on 'em, and they ain't out looking for meat
Sheek Louch's crew is carrying guns but not looking for a fight or trouble.


I'm jumping out cars, I'm giving you permanent stars
Sheek Louch is ready to attack and hurt his enemies, possibly with a knife or gun.


Your hardest nigga, you can't compare him to ours
Sheek Louch believes that his crew is stronger and more skilled than their opponents.


I'm sitting on crates, I'm missing probation dates
Sheek Louch is in a precarious situation with the law.


I'm stuck with this weight, my wifey period late
Sheek Louch is struggling with the pressure of his criminal activities and a potential pregnancy scare with his girlfriend.


I'm hot as fuck, my truck keep getting tailed
Sheek Louch is being targeted by the police or other authorities because of his criminal activities.


It's like every week, one of mines getting jailed
Sheek Louch's crew members are getting arrested frequently.


Forgetting bail, piss test failed
Sheek Louch's crew is not managing their criminal activities effectively and getting caught by the police.


Got parole on us, then wanna roll on us
The authorities are targeting Sheek Louch's crew despite their efforts to follow the law.


I'm at my momma crib sleep, who told on us?
Sheek Louch is upset that someone betrayed them and told the authorities about their whereabouts or activities.


I'm sick to death, I'm on fire in the streets
Sheek Louch is exhausted and overwhelmed with his criminal lifestyle but is thriving regardless.


Like in Back to the Future, when the car left
Sheek Louch is making a reference to the time-traveling car in the movie Back to the Future.


Ghost'll clap for me, fuck, rap for me
Sheek Louch's collaborator Ghostface Killah will support him through thick and thin.


Yo, tell them niggas on the Island, get strapped for me
Sheek Louch wants his associates to be ready for a fight or conflict with enemies on Rikers Island.


Het wet ya, and throw the stocking
Sheek Louch wants to attack someone with a hot bucket of water and/or a stocking filled with rocks as a weapon.


On his face, like when he first met cha
Sheek Louch wants to remind someone of an unpleasant encounter they had previously.


Yo, me and Sheek drug heads like a bottle of Goose
The artist and Sheek Louch have power over drug addicts to get them to do whatever they want.


I had my road dogs follow your troops
The singer had his associates keep an eye on his enemies and follow their movements.


Gorilla game, African tribe, Somalian crew
The singer's crew is tough, strong, and has an intimidating presence.


With a flow so sick, my high temperature'll body the flu
The singer's rap skills are impressive and can 'feverishly' outmatch his rivals.


Crack heads get knocked out, right in front of the school
Drug addicts are getting beaten up in the artist's drug dealing vicinity.


Slap 'em Sheek, wake his ass up, he can't even move
Sheek Louch is violent towards drug addicts and is knocking them out.


Cereal box is crack and ratchets, in the cocaine spot
The singer is using cereal boxes as a code for drug activities or hiding weapons in drug hideouts.


My fiends'll box filled with coke head classics
The singer has customers who are buying drugs from him implicitly and consistently.


Dope money, flood me rags of kush, heavy drags
The artist is making a lot of money from drugs and is smoking heavily.


Bodegas, I'm mad, my older sister Patty's a butch
The artist is frustrated with the convenience stores, and his sister Patty is gay.


Guns come out like my mother's teeth, watch how I'm throwing heat
The artist is quick and sharp to pull out his weapon when needed and will use it to attack.


The leg gravy be steaming over smothered beef
The singer enjoys and embodies violence and aggression; his anger akin to beef-steaming gravy.


From eight-ball jackets to cops and robbers
The artist has been involved in criminal activities since his youth and is still at it.


My last drug run, I threw in two bricks to garbage
The singer threw drugs away because he was getting rid of evidence, or no longer needed them.


I wash my money in Woodlife, dunyy, sippin' on Folgers
The singer is cleaning his drug money using Woodlife cleaning solution and is casually drinking coffee.


Black jewels trucking, still come through bummy
The singer is associated with a trucking company but is still considered unattractive or unrefined in his appearance.




Lyrics © MUSIC SALES CORPORATION, Spirit Music Group, Peermusic Publishing
Written by: Bishop, C. Evans, Dennis Coles, M Evans, S Jacobs, Bishop Bishop

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