The song was produced by Mathematics, and samples “Wish That I Could Talk to You” by The Sylvers, “Synthetic Substitution” by Melvin Bliss, “Funky President” by James Brown, “Nobody Beats the Biz” by Biz Markie, and dialogue from “Shaolin Rescuers”.
The song is sampled in the song “New God Flow” by Kanye West and Pusha T, as well as in Kanye West’s “No More Parties in LA” (produced by Madlib).
Mighty Healthy
Ghostface Killah Lyrics
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Blew off the burner kinda dusty
The world can't touch Ghost, purple tape Rae co-host
Monty Hall expo, intellect you red pro
Son trifling fuck, wildflower on the cycling
Pick up the brew thought I was Michael an'
Mics are writin' pool, now, I'm into Iron Duals
Turn-ons the Earth's whoopee, she out of law school
Duracell night, you flash a burnt cell
Snap out of CandyLand, kids the old rumor is
Blacks become immune to shit, we never did like
Eati' dead birds chose the pharmacy over herbs
Men marrying men, ill they got the herbs pulsar
Scissor hand wig vanished in the winter
Livin' off land you goddamn right I fuck fans king me
Check checkmate props like the micro chip founder
Neck to neck stocks with Bill Gates now
When we hug these mics we get busy
Come and have a good time with G-O-D
Make you snap your fingers or wiggle
Scream, shout, laugh and just giggle
Shake that body, party that body
Don't fuck with Ghost you'll feel sorry
That's word, I'm not the herb
Understand what I'm sayin'
Hit mics like Ted Koppel, rifle expert
Let off the Eiffel, burn a flag in the grass it's spiteful
Ringleader set it off, rap Derek Jeter
Culprit, prince of the game wish you could see us
We lay low glitter wax full bangles
Priceless rolls, lay around the God get tangled
Woolly hair, eyes fiery red, feet made of brass
Twelve men, following me, it be the God staff
Move, every script's like Miramax
Smash the big boy totaled it, will shot fear effects
Son beamin' wifee on the beach, sippin' Zima
Wu 'binos, to latinos, we bust Selena
Over night, God schedules, fed ex
Pretty soloette velvet nice DNA scroll genetics
Too hot, to handle one thought scrambling the mandolin
Hundred game Wilt Chamberlain, smack em, say when
He rolling up, face wrinkled up, hands is on his nuts
Yo kid stop frontin' on the ground before you get touched
It's Canada Dry cess, obsessed with Allah's sun
We want rye, we want it so bad we might cry
In Ghostface Killah's song "Mighty Healthy," the lyrics paint a vivid picture of his life and experiences. The opening lines refer to his friend Rusty and a "burner," which is a gun. He then asserts that the "world can't touch Ghost," which is his rap moniker. His co-host on the track is Raekwon, who is referred to as "purple tape Rae" in reference to his classic debut album Only Built 4 Cuban Linx which was released on purple cassette tape. Ghostface also references the Monty Hall expo, which is likely a nod to the game show host Monty Hall and the concept of a trade show or exposition. He then asserts his intelligence, saying he is a "red pro," a play on words referring to being a professional and the school of thought known as "Red" which blends Marxism and Maoism.
Further into the song, Ghostface criticizes societal issues and praises his own lifestyle. He mentions eating "dead birds," which could refer to the consumption of fast food or unhealthy eating habits in general. He also expresses his disapproval of people choosing modern medicine over traditional herbal remedies. In contrast, he boasts about his own self-sufficiency, claiming he lives "off the land" and has fans. He also asserts his own success and refers to himself as "king."
The chorus of the song encourages listeners to dance and have a good time, with Ghostface proclaiming himself as God (G-O-D). The lyrics throughout the song are often written in a stream-of-consciousness style, jumping from one topic to the next with quick associations and clever wordplay.
Line by Line Meaning
Both hands clusty, chillin' wit' my man Rusty low down
Hands are dirty and holding weapons, hanging out with a friend named Rusty who is involved in illegal activities
Blew off the burner kinda dusty
Discharged the gun and it is now covered in dust
The world can't touch Ghost, purple tape Rae co-host
No one can compare to Ghostface Killah, he's doing his thing alongside fellow Wu-Tang Clan rapper Raekwon on their album Only Built 4 Cuban Linx (dubbed 'the Purple Tape')
Monty Hall expo, intellect you red pro
Monty Hall dealt with games and probabilities and Ghostface strives for intelligent rhymes
Son trifling fuck, wildflower on the cycling
Calling someone a worthless person who acts impulsively, while comparing them to a beautiful flower that grows freely
Pick up the brew thought I was Michael an'
Picked up alcohol at a store and felt confident like basketball legend Michael Jordan
Mics are writin' pool, now, I'm into Iron Duals
Ghostface views microphones as writing tools and now he's into rhyming battles (Iron Duals)
Turn-ons the Earth's whoopee, she out of law school
Girls who are excited by inexpensive things turn him on, he's not interested in someone who graduated from law school
In hale break beats of hell A-Alikes propel parallel
Breathing in the hard hitting beats of Hell, the rap group A-Alikes have the same motivation and direction as Ghostface
Duracell night, you flash a burnt cell
The night is full of energy like a Duracell battery, and someone's phone battery is dead from overuse
Snap out of CandyLand, kids the old rumor is
Stop living in a perfect fantasy world, the rumor that black people are immune to some things is old and untrue
Blacks become immune to shit, we never did like
Black people never liked things that were assumed to be a part of their culture
Eati' dead birds chose the pharmacy over herbs
Choosing unhealthy eating habits and prescription drugs instead of natural remedies
Men marrying men, ill they got the herbs pulsar
People who disapprove of same-sex marriage believe they're ill because they're attracted to the same sex and are going against nature
Scissor hand wig vanished in the winter
Someone's wig and fake nails were lost in the winter storm
Livin' off land you goddamn right I fuck fans king me
Living off the land and being self-sufficient is something he's proud of, and he's declaring himself the champion (like in a game of chess) for his large fanbase
Check checkmate props like the micro chip founder
He's declaring victory over his opponents and giving himself credit like a successful tech founder
Neck to neck stocks with Bill Gates now
He's on the same level of success as Bill Gates
When we hug these mics we get busy
When they're holding microphones, they're unstoppable
Come and have a good time with G-O-D
Come join the fun of the Wu-Tang Clan, where they consider themselves Gods of the rap game
Make you snap your fingers or wiggle
He's going to make people feel the rhythm of the music and dance
Scream, shout, laugh and just giggle
He wants people to express themselves freely and have a great time
Shake that body, party that body
Celebrate and dance to the music
Don't fuck with Ghost, you'll feel sorry
Don't mess with Ghostface or you'll regret it
That's word, I'm not the herb
This is the truth, he's not a marijuana user (herb)
Understand what I'm sayin'
He wants people to listen and comprehend his message
Hit mics like Ted Koppel, rifle expert
He's as skilled in rapping as Ted Koppel is in journalism, plus he's also a sharpshooter
Let off the Eiffel, burn a flag in the grass it's spiteful
Like the Eiffel tower lights up, he's firing off his weapon (as a metaphor), burning the American flag on the ground which is considered a spiteful act
Ringleader set it off, rap Derek Jeter
Ghostface is the leader of the pack, starting off the verse like Derek Jeter leads the baseball team
Culprit, prince of the game wish you could see us
He's guilty of being too good at the rap game, and wants people to witness their greatness
We lay low glitter wax full bangles
They're staying quiet and out of the spotlight, but still have flashy jewelry
Priceless rolls, lay around the God get tangled
Expensive cars are plentiful around Ghostface, he has so many he's tripping over them
Woolly hair, eyes fiery red, feet made of brass
Describing himself as having black, curly hair, intimidating red eyes, and feet made of brass which could mean he's got a strong foundation like in the phrase 'feet of clay'
Twelve men, following me, it be the God staff
He's walking with twelve people who are following him, like he's their leader and they're his staff (like Moses in the Bible)
Move, every script's like Miramax
Just like Miramax studios produces hit films, every song he writes is a banger
Smash the big boy totaled it, will shot fear effects
He recklessly drives a vehicle and crashes it, making everyone afraid of his reckless behavior
Son beamin' wifee on the beach, sippin' Zima
Ghostface's son is happily spending time with his wife on the beach, drinking Zima (an alcoholic drink from the 90s)
Wu 'binos, to latinos, we bust Selena
From white Wu-Tang Clan members to Latin Americans, everyone loves the late musician Selena Quintanilla and they all love to blast her music
Over night, God schedules, fed ex
God's schedule moves too fast, it's like Fedex overnight delivery (things happen quickly)
Pretty soloette velvet nice DNA scroll genetics
He's describing a beautiful woman who is attracted to him and possesses good genes
Too hot, to handle one thought scrambling the mandolin
He's so good it's hard to handle, he can make any thought sound amazing (mandolin represents that which is difficult to play)
Hundred game Wilt Chamberlain, smack em, say when
Like the famous basketball player, he's good at playing a lot of games, and he declares victory whenever he wins
He rolling up, face wrinkled up, hands is on his nuts
A guy is rolling up to him, displaying aggression with his face and clutching his genitals
Yo kid stop frontin' on the ground before you get touched
The man shouldn't act tough, or else he'll get beat up
It's Canada Dry cess, obsessed with Allah's sun
The marijuana they're smoking is low quality (dry) and they're preoccupied with Allah (which may appear to be involved with religious purification)
We want rye, we want it so bad we might cry
They're craving Rye Whiskey so much, they may get emotional about it
Lyrics © Spirit Music Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Dennis Coles, Herbert Rooney, Herbert Louis Rooney, Leigh Crizoe, Ronald Bean
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@FSVR54
The most hip hop song ever. The scratching after the second verse with the drums, HOLY SHIT
@nathanmasi1931
I'd give that to New York State of Mind...on every level. But this joint is tuff so I see where you're coming from
@1022wil
supreme clientele is one of there best albums
@1022wil
true
@Loy365
no name here
Classic album gets better the more ya listen, mad the shit you miss first couple listens.. that's missing rap now well commercial anyway... Although Ghost keeps going in that new tune with Danny Brown is Crazy
@derekcastillo949
You mad mistaken but from the solo albums yes it is probably top,
@Siahnara8416
"WE WANT IT SO BAD WE MIGHT CRY" 😢😢😢 That bar is phenomenal 🔥🔥🔥
@simonforrest2522
I fully agree.. Faultless track. Word 💯
@russpremier3397
Flawless
@cisco-kidd5804
One of the fiercest intro verses in hip hop