Paisley Darts
Ghostface Killah Lyrics


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Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yeah, yo, yeah, yo

Catch me on yo' brochure with beachballs, at least three whores
Head wop Queens know how to work they jaws
They skintone is coffee and milk, mixed up
Ass as big as my boss' wife, stomach ripped up
Spitting liquor in they mouth, cold Moet
Captain Morgan, taking flicks, posing, holding my tech
With cowboy hats and coach bags, they party like rockstars
Bo Gary watches, just chill, they down in the shark bars
And me, gunslinger, clips, cock D
My fashion on, I'm rocking 'em new Rasheeds
I'ma finish ya, go in brother like Mr. Cee
You could find me fucked up like the mice in cheese
Life's a B, Bentley and big bills
Bottles, biscuits, bitches, blunts, bad boys bodying pit bulls
Karate, black belt and I bring booze
To big bar brawls, ball games blasting, fuck 'til my balls blue

We like the black Yankees, old vets who sit in the rest
Thankful, counting up currency and move when it rain, pour
From every bitch that we bless, we hit up, automatic love
The Cuban Link niggaz is the realest
My wallet walk, speak to niggaz, cops, judges
We put it down, Columbian style, with three killas
Based on money, dummies'll die
It ain't funny, trying to front on mine, we get in ya mommy
Keep cool, nigga, read him the rules, before he bleeding in pools
And fuck my shit up, and I'ma just lose
Paid a lot of paper to live here
American Gangster status, Big Brother, lemme get in ya ear
You know what time it is, crime it is
No matter what rhyme it is
We gon' stay fly, hit lye, rock diamond shits (no question)
Based on a general's fist of fury
Neck, arm, money, all of that's crispy jewelry

Let me show you how I g ride, nina on both sides
Nobody riding shotgun but the four-five
Nigga, if you won't try, I'll give ya something to regret
Throw that mothafucking semi to ya neck
Throw the other black Jimmy to ya chest
If you budge, you get stretched, nothing more, nothing less
Pay respect, I'm a element of Homicide Housing
In other words, bitch, I'm the resident from Homicide Housing
Known for drug dealing, stack thousands
Four hundred grand in the couches, two hundred grand on the houses
At any time I could move up out this
And go and cop some shit up in the moutains

Aiyo, aiyo, you know ya boy stay fresher than produce
Timberland snow boots, collecting more CREAM than a toll booth
I grind daily, Patriotic like Tom Brady
I'm the bomb baby, cuz what I write is beyond crazy
I'm the Don with the teflon armor, good karma, mac palmer
Call me Arab Diesel cuz I'm a track bomber
Roger that, my niggaz ain't got it cracked
All we do is dollar stack, get twisted like bottlecaps
While you on the block getting indicted
We island hopping, globe trotting through the friendly skies flying United
There's a party over here and everybody's invited
The headliners is Theodore and everybody's excited

Fuck that, 'bout time we took it back to the block
The task force coming, I got crack in my sock
White Rock on the dinner plate, get cash, shit is hot
Smash whips on the Interstate, we dash on the cops
It's them dudes, drug slingers, 1-6-Ooh
Crime figure, rhyme spitter, his gun spit too
Call 'em Sex Pistols, ravishing, nigga, I'm Rick Rude
And ain't many mothafuckas could fit up in Rick's shoes
Man, listen, ice glisten, they love the life we living
That's a given, like football players love white women
White linen, a tight denim, that ass look right in 'em
Shit, I'm riding 'em, cool as Kahlua's with ice in 'em, shit

Aiyo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo I pass the mic to Cap (Nah, I pass it back)
Never, son, hold that, you the master of the rap attack
So knick knack patty wack (This is how we do it black)
(Slap you with the almanac) Where actual facts is sold as facts

We on our grown man shit like Quincy Jones
Travelling across the world while we smoking the bone
We grinding, y'all niggaz know what we do
We get it in with the Murderland, Chi-town too
Hit you up, something nice 'til the death of Yakub
Swagger stuck on ya face like a New Jack tool
Right back at you, yeah me and my dude Toney
We don't fuck with fake contracts and niggaz that's phony
Trying to get this money, right homey
And lay back in the Riverside, just chill, relax the domepiece




Link up with a fly dime, brick and a chrome piece
Coming for that gwop, yeah nigga, you got beef

Overall Meaning

In "Paisley Darts", Ghostface Killah is rapping about the lavish lifestyle he enjoys with the multiple women in his life who are "thick in all the right places" and the guns and luxury fashion he has on hand. Ghostface also talks about the violence of his surroundings and the criminal element he is involved in, from drug dealing to killing. The lyrics are characterized by a strong, confrontational tone that's enhanced by the dynamic delivery of Ghostface's rapping voice.


The opening lines of the first verse paint a vivid picture of Ghostface's surroundings, with his lyrics describing him surrounded by beach balls and multiple women, who he describes in detail. The middle section of the verse focuses on the guns and fashion he has on hand, with Ghostface boasting that he's wearing the new Rasheeds (a reference to a popular Nike sneaker), and is ready to take on rivals in conflict. He also mentions some of the violence in his surroundings, which are characterized by high-stakes bar fights and bloodthirsty pit bulls.


In the second verse, Ghostface Killah raps about the perils of his chosen lifestyle. He talks about being "the element of Homicide Housing" and the dangers he faces every day. He describes the drug dealing that led him to his current wealth and the constant threats and violence that accompany it. Despite this, he expresses a sense of pride in his accomplishments and his ability to survive in the brutal world he inhabits.


Line by Line Meaning

Catch me on yo' brochure with beachballs, at least three whores
I can be found enjoying myself with three hired female companions, possibly at a beach.


Head wop Queens know how to work they jaws
Women from the Queens neighborhood have exceptional oral sex skills.


They skintone is coffee and milk, mixed up
The women are of mixed race, with skin tones resembling the colors of milk mixed with coffee.


Ass as big as my boss' wife, stomach ripped up
The women have large buttocks, while maintaining an athletic physique with a toned stomach.


Spitting liquor in they mouth, cold Moet
Ghostface and the women are drinking cold Moet and the women enjoy him spitting the liquor into their mouths. This is a form of foreplay and fun.


Captain Morgan, taking flicks, posing, holding my tech
Ghostface is posing beside the hired women while holding a firearm. Captain Morgan is likely the brand of rum Ghostface is drinking.


With cowboy hats and coach bags, they party like rockstars
The women wear cowboy hats and carry expensive Coach handbags, and behave like rock stars at parties.


Bo Gary watches, just chill, they down in the shark bars
Ghostface and the women are at high-end bars frequented by wealthy individuals. Ghostface mentions the brand of Bo Gary for his watches, a maker of high-end, luxury watches.


And me, gunslinger, clips, cock D
Ghostface fashions himself as a skilled gunfighter, preparing his firearm.


My fashion on, I'm rocking 'em new Rasheeds
Ghostface is wearing fashionable and expensive apparel, particularly new Rasheed sneakers.


I'ma finish ya, go in brother like Mr. Cee
Ghostface will defeat his opponents in a confrontation, much like DJ Mister Cee.


You could find me fucked up like the mice in cheese
Ghostface enjoys being intoxicated or high to the point of being comparable to mice trapped inside cheese.


Life's a B, Bentley and big bills
Life is expensive, requiring luxurious vehicles and large amounts of money.


Bottles, biscuits, bitches, blunts, bad boys bodying pit bulls
Ghostface is engaging in activities such as drinking, eating, smoking marijuana, and being around aggressive and dangerous personalities and even animals.


Karate, black belt and I bring booze
Ghostface has a black belt in karate and brings alcohol wherever he goes, perhaps to have a good time or as a way to intimidate others.


To big bar brawls, ball games blasting, fuck 'til my balls blue
Ghostface enjoys participating in rowdy situations, from fighting in bars to blasting music during sporting events and having sex to the point of causing discomfort.


We like the black Yankees, old vets who sit in the rest
Ghostface and his associates are like veterans of a baseball team known as the black Yankees, who sit on the sidelines of the sport.


Thankful, counting up currency and move when it rain, pour
Ghostface is grateful for his abundance of riches and is careful to save or spend it wisely, especially during hard times.


From every bitch that we bless, we hit up, automatic love
Ghostface receives unconditional adoration from every woman he blesses, regardless of any expectations or conditions.


The Cuban Link niggaz is the realest
Ghostface and his associates wearing Cuban chain necklaces are the most authentic and genuinely tough.


My wallet walk, speak to niggaz, cops, judges
Ghostface is capable of persuading or intimidating anyone he encounters with his wealth and power, including police officers and judicial figures.


We put it down, Columbian style, with three killas
Ghostface and his associates complete tasks and conduct themselves with the same level of intensity and fearlessness as Columbian drug dealers and assassins.


Based on money, dummies'll die
People who lack sufficient funds or intelligence are more likely to die in the contexts of Ghostface's life.


It ain't funny, trying to front on mine, we get in ya mommy
It's not wise or amusing to disrespect or challenge Ghostface or his associates, as they will harm your loved ones in response.


Keep cool, nigga, read him the rules, before he bleeding in pools
Ghostface advises others to remain calm and explain the boundaries or expectations before escalating to violence, which can result in serious injuries.


And fuck my shit up, and I'ma just lose
Ghostface expresses frustration with people who intentionally damage or ruin his property, as it will cause him to suffer loss.


Paid a lot of paper to live here
Ghostface has spent a significant amount of money to reside in a particular location.


American Gangster status, Big Brother, lemme get in ya ear
Ghostface feels like an American gangster, invoking the title of the 2007 film based on the life of Frank Lucas. He also makes a reference to the term 'Big Brother', meaning an influential or powerful figure who can share important advice.


You know what time it is, crime it is
Ghostface is emphasizing the fact that he's involved in illegal activities and thus scrutiny or punishment is likely.


No matter what rhyme it is
Ghostface will continue to produce music regardless of any backlash or difficulty he may face.


We gon' stay fly, hit lye, rock diamond shits (no question)
Ghostface and his associates will continue to maintain a fashionable and wealthy lifestyle regardless of obstacles, while also enjoying cannabis and wearing diamonds.


Based on a general's fist of fury
Ghostface is implying that he is like a military leader capable of delivering a powerful and violent strike, both physically and verbally.


Neck, arm, money, all of that's crispy jewelry
Ghostface is wearing expensive and immaculate pieces of jewelry on his neck and arm.


Let me show you how I g ride, nina on both sides
Ghostface is prepared to demonstrate how he drives around with a firearm on both sides of his person.


Nobody riding shotgun but the four-five
No one else is occupying the passenger seat of Ghostface's car except for his .45 caliber firearm.


Nigga, if you won't try, I'll give ya something to regret
Ghostface will take action against those who wish to challenge him or cause problems.


Throw that mothafucking semi to ya neck
Ghostface is threatening to fire a semiautomatic weapon at someone's neck.


Throw the other black Jimmy to ya chest
Ghostface will shoot someone with his black semiautomatic handgun at their chest. 'Jimmy' is slang for a firearm.


If you budge, you get stretched, nothing more, nothing less
Ghostface will harm or kill anyone who shows any signs of fear or weakness, without hesitation.


Pay respect, I'm a element of Homicide Housing
Ghostface is a feared member of the Homicide Housing crew, known for violent crime and brutality.


In other words, bitch, I'm the resident from Homicide Housing
Ghostface is asserting his dominance and fearlessness as a member of Homicide Housing.


Known for drug dealing, stack thousands
Ghostface and his associates are known for their illegal drug dealing activities, resulting in the accumulation of profits in the thousands.


Four hundred grand in the couches, two hundred grand on the houses
Ghostface and his associates keep a significant amount of money hidden inside their couches, while also owning houses worth $200,000 each.


At any time I could move up out this
Ghostface is capable of leaving the neighborhood or lifestyle he currently resides in at any time.


And go and cop some shit up in the mountains
Ghostface is capable of travelling to a more rural or remote location to purchase expensive or rare items.


I pass the mic to Cap (Nah, I pass it back)
Ghostface passes the microphone to fellow artist Cappadonna, who then refuses the offer and passes it back to Ghostface.


Never, son, hold that, you the master of the rap attack
Cappadonna insists that Ghostface is better equipped to lead in the rap verses.


So knick knack patty wack (This is how we do it black)
The two rappers engage in playful wordplay and song lyric references, saying 'patty wack' from the children's song 'This Old Man' and then affirming their blackness.


(Slap you with the almanac) Where actual facts is sold as facts
The rappers continue playfully referencing objects such as the almanac, while also discussing the importance of true and accurate information.


We on our grown man shit like Quincy Jones
Ghostface and Cappadonna have matured and are engaged in serious and sophisticated activities, likening themselves to famed music producer Quincy Jones.


Travelling across the world while we smoking the bone
Ghostface and Cappadonna have the means to travel internationally while also smoking marijuana.


We grinding, y'all niggaz know what we do
The rappers are dedicated to their craft and their hard work is apparent to others.


We get it in with the Murderland, Chi-town too
Ghostface and Cappadonna are collaborating with rappers from Baltimore, Maryland, known as Murderland, and Chicago, Illinois.


Hit you up, something nice 'til the death of Yakub
Ghostface and Cappadonna will engage in physical violence against anyone who crosses them, even until the death of Yakub, who is a central figure in the beliefs of the Nation of Islam.


Swagger stuck on ya face like a New Jack tool
Ghostface and Cappadonna are confident and their attitude is evident on their faces, thus resembling a 'New Jack' tool or fresh weapon.


Right back at you, yeah me and my dude Toney
Ghostface and a man he identifies as Toney are responding with equal force to others in a confrontation.


We don't fuck with fake contracts and niggaz that's phony
Ghostface and Toney are not interested in working with individuals who are not genuine or true to their word.


Trying to get this money, right homey
Ghostface and Toney are working to make a profit or income.


And lay back in the Riverside, just chill, relax the domepiece
Ghostface and Toney will take a break and relax in the Riverside neighborhood.


Link up with a fly dime, brick and a chrome piece
Ghostface and Toney plan to meet up with an attractive woman, while carrying a brick of drugs and a chrome handgun.


Coming for that gwop, yeah nigga, you got beef
Ghostface and Toney are eager to make significant profits and will confront anyone who wishes to challenge them, often violently.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Spirit Music Group, WORDS & MUSIC A DIV OF BIG DEAL MUSIC LLC
Written by: DENNIS AMES, THEO BAILEY, DENNIS COLES, LEVAR COPPIN, DARRYL HILL, DELENO MATTHEWS, ROBERT MILLER, CLIFFORD SMITH, COREY WOODS

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