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
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Ghostface Killah Lyrics
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Oh shit, look at them, they running on foot
They picked the car up, they on some Flintstone shit
Oh shit... and them niggaz stuck together
On some Siamese shit... yo
[Ghostface Killah]
Yo, classic murders, slick gun material
Hammers that hardly work, go to work
Like a slave on a hot day, with no water
Blow you for props, in the cop's face, might get knocked up
Jakes that play hero, they can get popped up
Face fallin' off they cheekbone, gotta take meat
From they ass, to sow it back, I'm a beast, holmes
It's ground beef, in the streets, so we street's clone
Like fresh fruit, from a tree, so the heat's blown
Your momma missing, your boys are crying
Cut ya balls out your nutsack, the chinks are buying
Shit bags is like gift bags, you get it for free
If you master fronting, classic cutting
You keep stunting, them gem star'll rip something
Look homey, it's the bloody sweepstakes
Glove club you down in the club, how you like that, sweet cakes?
[Trife Da God]
Yo, it was a minute after twelve, when the tragedy struck
Niggaz emptied on son, and left 'em leaning right in Valerie's truck
The red Cherokee blood was pouring out his head heavily
The only motive for murder was wetter, either jealousy
The found him slumped over the wheel, horn blowing
Bullet holes showing, property stolen, motor still going
Driving side door, waves scoping, the window is broken
Glass back and shredded his grill, his collar was soaking
He probably knew the killas, cause they jinxed him with ease
Cops hold the perimeter, thirsty, looking for leads
Knocking on doors, questioning tenants, the lieutenant
Was the first to arrive on the scene, he knew he was finished
DeWayne Roberts knew him in college, mid-twenties
Stopped being brolic, V.A. driver's license in his wallet
The last call on his mobile phone was back to home
Sorry, Miss Amonia's son was found dead with two in his dome
[Cappadonna]
This be the bird's eye view of things, look how we doing things
We stick niggaz up and we take they rings
Mission Impossible, Theodore Unit, we unstoppable
Spit razors out of our mouth and start chopping you
Bank robbers, blood jakes out with the obstacle
Ropes hanging down from the roof, my parachute
Soaking water, heat smoking, we scrape and we Pillage, man
Wherever we broke in, Theodore, pulverize
Boat rides and tours, smashed 'em in the crib with they coconut straws
Dudes step off the scene, black face and four-four
The CREAM that we stack up, cake and whores
[Killa Sin]
Cash in abundance, the cats that I run with
Got gats at a motel, and splashed by the hundreds
I don't ask if I want it, my attitude is running
I don't ask if I want it, my attitude is running, yup
Mega ice neck, with some fish, with some fish dishes
Rakim gems, my mind shine is what my weight misses
Anything else is uncivilized, send the kind of niggaz
A tremendous spy, you can see the venom by
My nine leave a ten to buy, I don't need my men to ride
I'm in the moshing squad, beside the car that's highly energized
Been advised, before, that fucking with I, is genocide
Many men have died, from playing games from what they feel inside
Brawl with it in me, put it on my enemy
Be warned, defending me, like killing off a Kennedy
I silly song M.C.'s get sent on base
Type of nigga spit the Remy or laugh in ya face
This dig in my waste, is mastery, step out of place
Shatter that ass, like glass, and break fast like a neglige
Play with the biscuit, dick, don't even risk it
I, snatch up my misses, and dash on the interstate
In Ghostface Killah's song "Guns N' Razors," the lyrics paint a dark and vivid picture of life on the streets. The song begins with an eerie observation from Ghostface, who remarks on the physical prowess of the criminals he's observing. The following verses dive deeper into the world of drug deals and gang violence, with references to classic murders, stolen property, and drive-by shootings. Trife Da God details a murder case he witnessed, in which a young man was killed for no apparent reason. The lyrics are graphic and gruesome, with descriptions of blood pouring out of the victim's head and the police searching for leads. Cappadonna describes the criminal lifestyle in detail, talking about stick-ups and bank robberies. Killa Sin speaks to his own attitude towards violence, with lines like "I'm in the moshing squad, beside the car that's highly energized / Been advised, before, that fucking with I, is genocide."
Overall, the song is a chilling reminder of the harsh realities of life in the inner city. The lyrics are steeped in violence and despair, but there is also a sense of camaraderie and shared experience among the members of the gang. The rappers take turns sharing their thoughts and experiences, creating a tense and gripping narrative that leaves a lasting impression on the listener.
Line by Line Meaning
Oh shit, look at them, they running on foot
Observation of suspects fleeing on foot after committing a crime
They picked the car up, they on some Flintstone shit
Commentary on suspects unable to use their car after the crime and opting to travel by foot
On some Siamese shit... yo
Comparison of suspects working closely together like Siamese twins
Yo, classic murders, slick gun material
Description of murders that are well-executed using quality firearms
Burnt up bodies that rock with no burial
Victims of the murders are not given a proper burial
Hammers that hardly work, go to work
Firearms that are unreliable but still used in the commission of crimes
Like a slave on a hot day, with no water
Comparison of the experience of using faulty firearms to that of a slave working without water on a hot day
Blow you for props, in the cop's face, might get knocked up
Threatening to kill in front of police officers
Jakes that play hero, they can get popped up
Police officers who attempt to act heroic in their line of duty may get shot
Face fallin' off they cheekbone, gotta take meat
Victims are physically damaged by the violence committed against them
From they ass, to sow it back, I'm a beast, holmes
Implies an ability to handle intense violence and infliction of pain on others
It's ground beef, in the streets, so we street's clone
Violence is a common occurrence on the streets and those who commit it become desensitized
Like fresh fruit, from a tree, so the heat's blown
The violence committed is fresh and newsworthy
Your momma missing, your boys are crying
Alludes to kidnapping and the emotional toll it takes on the victim and their loved ones
Cut ya balls out your nutsack, the chinks are buying
Alludes to possible organ harvesting of kidnapped victim
Shit bags is like gift bags, you get it for free
Victims are disposable and treated like trash
If you master fronting, classic cutting
Suggests the importance of being careful and not revealing any information about criminal activity
You keep stunting, them gem star'll rip something
If you keep acting recklessly, someone might retaliate with violence
Look homey, it's the bloody sweepstakes
Observation of the prevalence of violence
Glove club you down in the club, how you like that, sweet cakes?
Threatening to commit violence in a club setting to someone who is vulnerable
Yo, it was a minute after twelve, when the tragedy struck
Description of the timing of a murder
Niggaz emptied on son, and left 'em leaning right in Valerie's truck
Victim was shot and then left in a vehicle
The red Cherokee blood was pouring out his head heavily
Description of the severity of the victim's injury
The only motive for murder was wetter, either jealousy
The only motivation for the murder seems to be jealousy
The found him slumped over the wheel, horn blowing
Description of how the victim was found in the car
Bullet holes showing, property stolen, motor still going
Evidence of the crime scene and the criminals' getaway
Driving side door, waves scoping, the window is broken
The vehicle was damaged in the commission of the crime
Glass back and shredded his grill, his collar was soaking
More evidence of the severity of the victim's injury
He probably knew the killas, cause they jinxed him with ease
The victim likely knew his attackers and was thus an easy target for them
Cops hold the perimeter, thirsty, looking for leads
Police are trying to gather evidence to apprehend the suspects
Knocking on doors, questioning tenants, the lieutenant
Police are conducting an official investigation and trying to get information from residents
Was the first to arrive on the scene, he knew he was finished
The law enforcement officer was aware that this particular case would be difficult to solve
DeWayne Roberts knew him in college, mid-twenties
Extra information about the victim, suggesting that he was young and likely had a lot of life ahead of him
Stopped being brolic, V.A. driver's license in his wallet
The victim's physical appearance had likely changed since he was in college
The last call on his mobile phone was back to home
The victim was possibly checking in with family before his untimely death
Sorry, Miss Amonia's son was found dead with two in his dome
Informing the family of the victim's death
This be the bird's eye view of things, look how we doing things
Observation of the criminal lifestyle and how it operates
We stick niggaz up and we take they rings
Details the act of robbery and stealing jewelry from victims
Mission Impossible, Theodore Unit, we unstoppable
Implies the group's success rate in their criminal activity
Spit razors out of our mouth and start chopping you
Threatening to use violence to achieve their goals
Bank robbers, blood jakes out with the obstacle
Willing to kill police officers who stand in their way during a bank robbery
Ropes hanging down from the roof, my parachute
Suggests the group has the equipment and abilities to pull off intricate crimes
Soaking water, heat smoking, we scrape and we Pillage, man
Describes the environment and conditions in which the group operates
Wherever we broke in, Theodore, pulverize
Implying the group destroys everything in their path when committing burglaries
Boat rides and tours, smashed 'em in the crib with they coconut straws
The group has no limits when it comes to using violence to commit crimes
Dudes step off the scene, black face and four-four
Threatening that anyone who gets in their way will be dealt with violently
The CREAM that we stack up, cake and whores
The group's motivation for crime is money and sex
Cash in abundance, the cats that I run with
Describing the wealth of the people the artist associates with
Got gats at a motel, and splashed by the hundreds
Implies the group has access to firearms and uses them in large quantities
I don't ask if I want it, my attitude is running
The artist is willing to take what he wants through force and intimidation
Mega ice neck, with some fish, with some fish dishes
The artist wears expensive jewelry and can afford lavish meals
Rakim gems, my mind shine is what my weight misses
Comparing his jewelry to that of legendary rapper Rakim
Anything else is uncivilized, send the kind of niggaz
Rejecting anything that is not up to his standards
A tremendous spy, you can see the venom by
Capable of keeping a low profile while still being dangerous
My nine leave a ten to buy, I don't need my men to ride
The artist is able to handle business alone without needing assistance from others
I'm in the moshing squad, beside the car that's highly energized
Implies the artist is always with a group of people and ready for action
Been advised, before, that fucking with I, is genocide
People are warned not to mess with the artist or risk suffering dire consequences
Many men have died, from playing games from what they feel inside
Some people have lost their lives due to acting on their emotions
Brawl with it in me, put it on my enemy
Describing a willingness to fight and take out opponents
Be warned, defending me, like killing off a Kennedy
Defending the artist will be met with a lot of controversy and negative consequences
I silly song M.C.'s get sent on base
Other rappers who are not as skilled may be considered inferior
Type of nigga spit the Remy or laugh in ya face
The artist is not intimidated by other rappers and can easily dismiss them
This dig in my waste, is mastery, step out of place
A reference to carrying a firearm and the artist's ability to use it effectively if needed
Shatter that ass, like glass, and break fast like a neglige
Implied violence towards opponents and the ability to quickly carry out attacks
Play with the biscuit, dick, don't even risk it
Threatening to use a gun on someone who is playing around
I, snatch up my misses, and dash on the interstate
Moving quickly to evade law enforcement after committing a crime
Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing
Written by: DANIEL THOMPSON, DARRYL HILL, DAVID COLES, T GRANT, THEODORE BAILEY
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