Ghostface Killah is critically acclaimed for his loud, fast-paced flow, and his stream-of-consciousness narratives containing cryptic slang and non-sequiturs.
Ghostface Killah was raised in the Stapleton housing projects in Staten Island, New York. In his autobiographical song "All That I Got Is You", Ghost tells the story of his childhood. He raps about how he grew up in a three bedroom apartment without his father, who left him at the age of six. Apparently, his mother had nine children.
His stage name was taken from one of the characters in the 1979 kung fu film Mystery of Chessboxing.
He was also a close friend of the three founding members of Wu-tang clan
God To God
Ghostface Killah Lyrics
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Shake that body, party that bod
Shake that body, party that body
Come and have a good time with G.O.D
I believe there's a God above me
I'm just the God of everything else
I put holes in everything else
Supreme dope dealer (Woo!) write it in bold letters
They love a nigga's spirit like Pac at the Coachella
They said Pusha ain't fit with the umbrella
But I was good with the Yay' as a wholesaler
I think it's good that 'Ye got a blow dealer
A hot temper, matched with a cold killer
I came aboard for more than just to rhyme with him
Think '99, when Puff woulda had Shyne with him (Yughck)
(Matching Daytonas, rose gold on us)
Goin' H·A·M in Ibiza done took a toll on us (ooh!)
(But since you over do it, I'mma pour more)
Well if you goin' coupe, I'm goin' four door
Shake that body, party that bod (That's rare nigga!)
Shake that body, party that bod (Rick Flare nigga!)
Shake that body, party that body (Yeah nigga!)
Come and have a good time with G.O.D (yeah)
Shake that body, party that bod (Whoa!)
Shake that body, party that bod (Whoa!)
Shake that body, party that body (It's a new God flow niggas!)
Come and have a good time with G.O.D
Step on they necks 'til they can't breathe
Claim they five stars but sell you dreams
They say death multiplies by threes
Line them all up and let's just see
Fuck em 'Ye, fuck em 'Ye!
I wouldn't piss on that nigga with Grand Marnier (Woo!)
(Woo!) They shitty shoppin' at Targét (Woo!)
(Woo!) My shit is luxury Balmain (Ay!)
Im ballin', Amar'e
A nick' sold in the park then I want in
What's a king without a crown, nigga? (What?)
What's a circus without you clown niggas? (Ha!)
What's a brick from an outta-town nigga
When you flood and you can drown niggas? (Yughck!)
Here's the G.O.O.D. Music golden child
M.A. dollar sign, can't nobody hold me down
Shake that body, party that bod
Shake that body, party that bod
Shake that body, party that body
Come and have a good time with G.O.D
Hold up, I ain't trying to stunt, man
But these Yeezys jumped over the Jumpman
Went from most hated to the champion god flow
I guess that's a feeling only me and Lebron know
I'm living three dreams,
Biggie Smalls', Dr. King, Rodney King's
'Cause we can't get along, no resolution
'Til we drown all these haters, rest in peace to Whitney Houston
Cars, money, girls and the clothes
Aw man, you sold your soul
Naw man, mad people was frontin'
Aw man, made something from nothing
Picture working so hard, and you can't cut through
That can mess up your whole life, like an uncle that touched you
What has the world come to, I'm from the 3 1 2
Where cops don't come through and dreams don't come true
Like there the god go in his Murcielago
From working McDonalds, barely paying the car note
He even got enough to get his mama a condo
Then they ran up and shot him right in front of his mom
40 killings in a weekend, 40 killings in a week
Man the summer too hot you can feel it in the street
Welcome to Sunday service if you hope to someday serve us
We got green in our eyes, just follow my Erick Sermon
Did Moses not part the water with the cane?
Did strippers not make an arc when I made it rain?
Did Yeezy not get signed by Hov and Dame?
And ran to Jacob and made the new Jesus chains?
In Jesus' name, let the choir say
"I'm on fire, ay," that's what Richard Pryor say
And we'll annihilate anybody that violate
Ask any dope boy you know, they admire 'Ye
Shake that body, party that bod
Shake that body, party that bod
Shake that body, party that body
Come and have a good time with G.O.D
Ya nigga, y'all had my, I had my Jesus piece since '94
I don't know what I, I don't know what you're talkin' bout
And my eagle, still got it all in the bag, B
All you did was play possum
Yo, come on
Six hundred Cuban cigar in the big tub
Medallion on, Dove soap on the fresh cut
With soap suds on the Mac-11
My big lion haven't ate since twelve
And it's after seven
We feed the nigga like forty chickens
His tail wag when I send him a bag with just one victim
Uh-huh, now let me show you what my closet on
Gems in the display case, call it a rock-a-thon
I got soccer moms paying for cock
Asians get it from behind while they cleanin' their wok
Coming with flows that's toxic
Deadly fumes when I'm in the room
Repercussions occur when you try and snitch
Red light, green light
One, two, three
Look mean, got my machine
Cried and hit you, please
Say shake that body, scar up that body
Should I kill him now Ton'? I said probably
Side bets, I form better
Bust hammers with pot holders
And yo, dead a cow for his fuckin' leather
I'm not bow-legged but old school like red fox
My favorite colour in my hustle days was red tops
My gold eagle arm shitted out a red rock
Threw it off my project roof, saw red dots
Kanye, shine a light on my Wallabees
You can have a good time with G.O.D
Shake that body, party that bod (That's rare nigga!)
Shake that body, party that bod (Rick Flare nigga!)
Shake that body, party that body (Yeah nigga!)
Come and have a good time with G.O.D (yeah)
Shake that body, party that bod (Whoa!)
Shake that body, party that bod (Whoa!)
Shake that body, party that body (It's a new God flow niggas!)
Come and have a good time with G.O.D
G.O.O.D. music, G.O.O.D. music, G.O.O.D. music, G.O.O.D. music!
The lyrics of Ghostface Killah/Kanye West/Pusha T's song "New God Flow" starts by inviting the listeners to party, apparently with God. Then, Kanye West starts his verse by claiming that he is god, a theme he has explored in his past works. He puts holes in everything else - meaning he dominates and destroys everything he touches, claiming that "New God Flow" is above everything else. Pusha T then takes over, calling himself the supreme dope dealer, emphasizing his love for luxury brands and detailing his journey from being involved in illegal drug trade to becoming a respected artist. He also talks about how he's been negatively judged, much like Kanye and how he's been able to rise above it all.
The lyrics then delve into various themes like racism, violence, drugs, and discrimination. The lines "step on their necks till they can't breathe" and "claim they five stars but sell you dreams" talk about how people pretend to have something they don't, just to fulfill their greed. He also mentions how the summer heat is so intense in the streets that people can't help but feel the tension of rising violence. Kanye adds his thoughts on how the world should be, providing intense visuals like "cars, money, girls, and clothes. Aw man, you sold your soul." Another notable line is "what's a king without a crown, nigga? What's a circus without you clown niggas?" Kanye is asking what the value of these things is if there's no real meaning or substance behind them.
Line by Line Meaning
Shake that body, party that bod
Move your body and have a good time
Come and have a good time with G.O.D
Join in the celebration and enjoy yourself with G.O.D
I believe there's a God above me
I acknowledge the existence of a higher power
I'm just the God of everything else
But in everything else, I hold authority and power
I put holes in everything else
I have the ability to cause destruction and ruin
"New God Flow," fuck everything else
"New God Flow" is all that matters, disregard everything else
Supreme dope dealer (Woo!) write it in bold letters
I am a superior drug dealer, emphasizing it boldly
They love a nigga's spirit like Pac at the Coachella
People appreciate my energy and passion like the late Tupac at Coachella
They said Pusha ain't fit with the umbrella
They claimed I wasn't suitable for protection and support
But I was good with the Yay' as a wholesaler
But I had a good business relationship with Kanye, selling drugs in bulk
I think it's good that 'Ye got a blow dealer
I believe it's beneficial that Kanye has a supplier for drugs
A hot temper, matched with a cold killer
I possess both intense anger and the ability to commit murder without mercy
I came aboard for more than just to rhyme with him
I joined this collaboration for more than just rapping with him
Think '99, when Puff woulda had Shyne with him (Yughck)
Remember 1999 when Puff Daddy had Shyne by his side
(Matching Daytonas, rose gold on us)
(Rocking matching Rolex Daytona watches, with rose gold accents)
Goin' H·A·M in Ibiza done took a toll on us (ooh!)
Partying excessively in Ibiza has had negative consequences on us
(But since you over do it, I'mma pour more)
(But since you overdo it, I'll drink more)
Well if you goin' coupe, I'm goin' four door
If you choose a coupe car, I'll choose a four-door car
Step on they necks 'til they can't breathe
Assert dominance over them until they are overwhelmed
Claim they five stars but sell you dreams
They pretend to be the best but only deceive you with false promises
They say death multiplies by threes
It is said that death occurs in threes
Line them all up and let's just see
Put them in a row and see what happens
Fuck em 'Ye, fuck em 'Ye!
Disregard them, Kanye!
I wouldn't piss on that nigga with Grand Marnier (Woo!)
I wouldn't even bother acknowledging that person of low worth
(Woo!) They shitty shoppin' at Targét (Woo!)
(Woo!) They buy low-quality products at Target
(Woo!) My shit is luxury Balmain (Ay!)
(Woo!) I wear high-end Balmain clothing
Im ballin', Amar'e
I am successful and living a lavish lifestyle like Amar'e Stoudemire
A nick' sold in the park then I want in
If drugs are being sold in the park, I want a share
What's a king without a crown, nigga? (What?)
What's a powerful figure without the symbols of authority?
What's a circus without you clown niggas? (Ha!)
What's the point of a circus without silly individuals like you?
What's a brick from an outta-town nigga
What's the value of drugs from someone who is not local?
When you flood and you can drown niggas? (Yughck!)
When you overwhelm the streets with drugs, people can be destroyed by them
Here's the G.O.O.D. Music golden child
Introducing the talented and favored artist of G.O.O.D. Music
M.A. dollar sign, can't nobody hold me down
I am M.A. dollar sign, and no one can restrain me
Ya nigga, y'all had my, I had my Jesus piece since '94
Yes, my friend, you all had knowledge of my iconic Jesus pendant since 1994
I don't know what I, I don't know what you're talkin' bout
I don't understand what you're referring to
And my eagle, still got it all in the bag, B
And I still possess my firearm, all concealed in the bag, my friend
All you did was play possum
You merely pretended to be defenseless
Six hundred Cuban cigar in the big tub
I have 600 Cuban cigars in a large tub
Medallion on, Dove soap on the fresh cut
Wearing my medallion and fresh from a haircut with Dove soap
With soap suds on the Mac-11
There are soap suds on the Mac-11 gun
My big lion haven't ate since twelve
My large lion hasn't eaten since noon
And it's after seven
And it's now past seven o'clock
We feed the nigga like forty chickens
We provide the lion with the equivalent of feeding him forty chickens
His tail wag when I send him a bag with just one victim
The lion shows excitement when I give him a bag with just one person to attack
Uh-huh, now let me show you what my closet on
Now allow me to display the luxury items in my closet
Gems in the display case, call it a rock-a-thon
Expensive jewelry showcased, resembling a rock festival
I got soccer moms paying for cock
I have suburban mothers paying for sexual services
Asians get it from behind while they cleanin' their wok
Asian individuals engaged in sexual activities while performing their cooking duties
Coming with flows that's toxic
Delivering lyrics that are poisonous and harmful
Deadly fumes when I'm in the room
My presence emits dangerous and lethal vibes
Repercussions occur when you try and snitch
Negative consequences happen when you attempt to inform on others
Red light, green light
Stopping and starting, like a traffic signal
One, two, three
Counting before taking action
Look mean, got my machine
Appear fierce, carrying my weapon
Cried and hit you, please
Shoot and strike you, if necessary
Say shake that body, scar up that body
Promote dancing and injuring others
Should I kill him now Ton'? I said probably
Should I kill him now, Tony? Yes, most likely
Side bets, I form better
I am skilled at organizing and winning side bets
Bust hammers with pot holders
I use oven mitts to handle and shoot guns
And yo, dead a cow for his fuckin' leather
And hey, kill a cow to obtain its valuable leather
I'm not bow-legged but old school like red fox
I don't have bowed legs, but I have an old-school style like Red Fox
My favorite colour in my hustle days was red tops
In my days of drug dealing, my preferred narcotics were contained in red packaging
My gold eagle arm shitted out a red rock
A piece of jewelry on my arm, resembling a gold eagle, revealed a red gemstone
Threw it off my project roof, saw red dots
I tossed it from the rooftop of my building and saw red laser sightpoints
Kanye, shine a light on my Wallabees
Kanye, showcase and give attention to my Wallabee shoes
You can have a good time with G.O.D
You can enjoy yourself with G.O.D
Hold up, I ain't trying to stunt, man
Wait a moment, I'm not attempting to show off, my friend
But these Yeezys jumped over the Jumpman
But these Yeezy shoes surpassed the popularity of the Air Jordans
Went from most hated to the champion god flow
I went from being despised to being the champion of the divine style of rapping
I guess that's a feeling only me and Lebron know
I suppose this feeling is only understood by me and LeBron James
I'm living three dreams
I am experiencing three different desires or aspirations
Biggie Smalls', Dr. King, Rodney King's
Similar to the dreams of Biggie Smalls, Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., and Rodney King
'Cause we can't get along, no resolution
Because we cannot coexist peacefully without a solution
'Til we drown all these haters, rest in peace to Whitney Houston
We will continue to disregard and silence our critics, remembering the late Whitney Houston
Cars, money, girls and the clothes
Wealth, material possessions, women, and fashionable outfits
Aw man, you sold your soul
Oh man, you have compromised your integrity for personal gain
Naw man, mad people was frontin'
No man, many people were pretending and lying
Aw man, made something from nothing
Oh man, I turned nothing into something successful
Picture working so hard, and you can't cut through
Imagine working diligently, but still not achieving success
That can mess up your whole life, like an uncle that touched you
That can ruin your entire life, similar to the impact of inappropriate actions by a relative
What has the world come to, I'm from the 3 1 2
The current state of the world is concerning, I represent the area code 312 (Chicago)
Where cops don't come through and dreams don't come true
In a place where the police don't provide assistance and aspirations are rarely fulfilled
Like there the god go in his Murcielago
Behold, the god is driving his Lamborghini Murcielago
From working McDonalds, barely paying the car note
From working at McDonald's and struggling to make car payments
He even got enough to get his mama a condo
He even acquired sufficient wealth to purchase a condominium for his mother
Then they ran up and shot him right in front of his mom
Then they approached and shot him directly in front of his mother
40 killings in a weekend, 40 killings in a week
There were 40 murders in a single weekend, and a total of 40 killings in a week
Man the summer too hot you can feel it in the street
The heat of the summer is intense and palpable in the streets
Welcome to Sunday service if you hope to someday serve us
Welcome to the gathering where we assert our power, if you aim to be part of it
We got green in our eyes, just follow my Erick Sermon
We have a desire for wealth, so follow my lead like Erick Sermon
Did Moses not part the water with the cane?
Didn't Moses split the water using his staff?
Did strippers not make an arc when I made it rain?
Didn't the strippers create an arc when I showered them with money?
Did Yeezy not get signed by Hov and Dame?
Wasn't Kanye West signed by Jay-Z and Damon Dash?
And ran to Jacob and made the new Jesus chains?
And didn't he go to Jacob the Jeweler and create new Jesus-themed chains?
In Jesus' name, let the choir say
In the name of Jesus, allow the choir to proclaim
"I'm on fire, ay," that's what Richard Pryor say
"I'm extremely talented and successful," as Richard Pryor would say
And we'll annihilate anybody that violate
We will completely destroy anyone who disrespects or challenges us
Ask any dope boy you know, they admire 'Ye
Ask any drug dealer you know, they hold great respect and admiration for Kanye
G.O.O.D. music, G.O.O.D. music, G.O.O.D. music, G.O.O.D. music!
G.O.O.D. Music, G.O.O.D. Music, G.O.O.D. Music, G.O.O.D. Music!
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Spirit Music Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: AUTHOR UNKNOWN COMPOSER, DENNIS COLES, HERBERT LOUIS ROONEY, LEIGH CRIZOE, MARCOS VALLE, REV. G.I. TOWNSEND, RONALD BEAN, RONALD M. BEAN
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@derekrogers5700
@@bobafett317 bro here’s my ranks
Rza✔️5
Gza✔️3
Method Man✔️4
ODB✔️6 RIP ✝️
Ghostface Killa✔️1
Inspectah Deck✔️8
Cappadonna✔️9
Masta Killa✔️10
Raekwon✔️2
Ugod ✔️7
Redman ✔️4*
The number is where I rank them
@reddhottron
U-God murdered this with a classic verse.
@Versez-All-Set
His best Barz hands down
@dawolf856
@Versez Hiphop Yup
@cun7us
He was at his prime in the '90s. Still my favourite in the Wu.
@MAHONEYDRO
I was just about to post who yall think kilt this song
@MAHONEYDRO
@@cun7us his album should have came out right around this time..they should have did the no limit thing and drop everybody album back to back
@medicalpiff803
U GOD completely killed his verse. Bruh went all the way in. 🔥
@bobafett317
indeed
@Goatchild90
U-God went in
@cun7us
For real. He took no prisoners on this one.