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
Poisonous Darts
Ghostface Killah Lyrics
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Word to God let's get it on
Clap your heels three times, grab the magic wand
Nameless, these stonewashed cats, leave 'em brainless
Somewhere out of this world, stranded on Uranus
With coke and a dollar bill stems and crack capsules
Take a blast boo, booby trap a cruise it's natural
Like soybean, burn like a laser beam
The segment, rare fragment comes together like magnets
Attract heads captured like Dragnet
Goin through mad phases, of all ages
Killa bees locked the fuck up behind cages
The Genovese swallow this line and caught a freeze
Press caller ID for me to quote more degrees
The fortune teller tuck a sleeping gas umbrella
Award winning dining in the back of Armanbella
Now who, don't believe that cash must rule
I don't eat meat, I slap blood out of Purdue
Keep a wireless mic, mics on strike the session
Is over, I file this and glow like flourescent
Peace to y'all, let's get our rhyme on
Yeah peace to y'all, let's get our rhyme on
Yo yo, mountains of blow like snow constant cashflow
Rockin a Shaft afro, Tony got mad glow with hoes
Mega powder drippin from they nose
Fuckin Jet magazine bitches with wide pussy pose
Centrefold the whole night, deadly venom horror snake bites
Only Built 4 Cuban Link kings who shoot dice
Holdin money bags, convertible Benz with feathered bags
With the mongoose your man's got two seeds down in Bagdad
You onionhead niggas spread out and parlay
Yo Rae these itch days get crashed with ash trays
I pull stings like, guitar strings down in Spain
I'm so hyped Jakes label God "crack cocaine"
Y Equality Self God, yeah yeah you know it kid
Ricky fucked up a G-Pack, blow his wig
He's rockin Wu Wear, the latest in fleece uniform
He's a newborn, look at money swearin' like he on
But anyway back to furry Kangols, Jamaican Wallabees
My back is on the wall, bombin' devils with tricknology
My heart is cold like Russia, got jerked at The Source awards
Next year two hundred niggas comin with swords!
The lyrics of Poisonous Darts, by Ghostface Killah, are full of vivid imagery, wordplay, and complex metaphors. The opening lines suggest a willingness to take risks and face the consequences head-on, with a reference to the Wizard of Oz's magic wand. The lyrics then shift to a critique of stonewashed fashion trends and a callous disregard for the consequences of drug abuse. These lines also highlight a sense of the singer's alienation from society and a willingness to embrace unconventional values.
The references to "Killa bees locked the fuck up behind cages" and "crashed with ashtrays" suggest that the singer has had experiences with law enforcement or prison. The line "I pull strings like guitar strings down in Spain" suggests a sense of power or influence, while references to money bags and luxury automobiles suggest the singer's success and wealth. The final lines of the song are a defiant call to arms, with a reference to a possible violent showdown.
Overall, the lyrics of Poisonous Darts reflect a complex world view that is both critical of mainstream culture and confrontational towards authority. Through vivid imagery and complex metaphors, Ghostface Killah is able to create a sense of alienation, empowerment, and defiance that resonates with listeners.
Line by Line Meaning
So what the fuck I got to lose ha?
I have nothing to lose, so why not take risks?
Word to God let's get it on
Let's start now and get to work
Clap your heels three times, grab the magic wand
Use your imagination and creativity to make things happen
Nameless, these stonewashed cats, leave 'em brainless
The people who are unnamed and lack character will end up dumbfounded
Somewhere out of this world, stranded on Uranus
Stuck in a terrible situation that feels out of this world
With coke and a dollar bill stems and crack capsules
Using drugs to escape reality
Take a blast boo, booby trap a cruise it's natural
Take a hit of drugs and enjoy yourself, but be aware of the dangers
Like soybean, burn like a laser beam
Strong and unstoppable like a laser beam, but with a soft inside like a soybean
My vaccine I shoot it firm and it connects like sideburns
My lyrical style is the cure and it connects with the listener
The segment, rare fragment comes together like magnets
The pieces of the puzzle come together perfectly
Attract heads captured like Dragnet
Attracting attention and admiration like a police investigation
Goin through mad phases, of all ages
Going through various stages of growth and development
Killa bees locked the fuck up behind cages
The Wu-Tang Clan members are locked up in prison
The Genovese swallow this line and caught a freeze
The listener is shocked and intrigued by these lyrics
Press caller ID for me to quote more degrees
Call me and I'll provide more knowledge and wisdom
The fortune teller tuck a sleeping gas umbrella
The fortune teller is prepared for any situation
Award winning dining in the back of Armanbella
Enjoying luxury and high-class dining
Now who, don't believe that cash must rule
Everyone knows that money rules everything
I don't eat meat, I slap blood out of Purdue
I am a vegetarian and oppose cruelty to animals
Keep a wireless mic, mics on strike the session
Using a wireless microphone because the regular ones aren't working
Is over, I file this and glow like flourescent
The session is done and I am basking in the spotlight
Yo yo, mountains of blow like snow constant cashflow
Drugs and money are flowing constantly
Rockin a Shaft afro, Tony got mad glow with hoes
Having a cool and unique hairstyle and attracting women
Mega powder drippin from they nose
The people around me are heavily using drugs
Fuckin Jet magazine bitches with wide pussy pose
Having sexual encounters with women posing lewdly in Jet magazine
Only Built 4 Cuban Link kings who shoot dice
Only the elite and daring can roll the dice like kings
Holdin money bags, convertible Benz with feathered bags
Driving around in luxury cars and carrying a lot of cash
With the mongoose your man's got two seeds down in Bagdad
Your friend has two children in Bagdad and is involved in dangerous situations
You onionhead niggas spread out and parlay
You fools better spread out and make the most of your opportunities
Yo Rae these itch days get crashed with ash trays
Rae, these stressful days end with anger and frustration
I pull stings like, guitar strings down in Spain
I pull strings and exercise control and power
I'm so hyped Jakes label God 'crack cocaine'
I am so impressive that even the police label me as powerful as crack cocaine
Y Equality Self God, yeah yeah you know it kid
I am a Black man who has achieved self-realization and enlightenment
Ricky fucked up a G-Pack, blow his wig
Someone named Ricky messed up and needs to be punished
He's rockin Wu Wear, the latest in fleece uniform
He is dressed in Wu-Tang Clan's signature clothing line
He's a newborn, look at money swearin' like he on
He is a newbie and is trying too hard to act like he has money
But anyway back to furry Kangols, Jamaican Wallabees
But let's refocus on fashion, such as furry Kangol hats and Jamaican Wallabee shoes
My back is on the wall, bombin' devils with tricknology
I am in a desperate situation and using my intelligence to outsmart my enemies
My heart is cold like Russia, got jerked at The Source awards
I am unemotional and tough like Russia, and I was cheated out of an award at The Source awards
Next year two hundred niggas comin with swords!
Next year, we will have a large group of angry men ready to fight with swords
Peace to y'all, let's get our rhyme on
Hello everyone, let's focus on making music and expressing ourselves
Yeah peace to y'all, let's get our rhyme on
Once again, let's all come together and make great music
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Spirit Music Group
Written by: Dennis David Coles, Robert F. Diggs
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Anna Júlia
one of the greatest album ever
Fierce
Definitely. Release 27 years Oct 29 96
smokeurobinson
First heard this spring 1996 on Future Flavors and my mind was blown. Didn't hear it again till the Iron Man album dropped.
Jay Vasquez
Yoooo same! And it was a slightly different mixed instrumental. Only Rza could make a simple ba boom boom bat, bass line and 1 second sample sound this vicious.
Ronald Andersen
This beat is fire, Starks killed it
Coby
Tonight is my 1st night hearing this MASTERPIECE after 27 years in the bing getting wu fans 2 quote verses for me. OMG All lPraises Due, a f-n lyrical MONUMENT, I Got to run this album back, it's 1a.m. & I gotta see my p.o. in da morning? F. it G. For da Culture!!
InTheGranite617
IronMan No Face,GhostFace Killah! Love this Album our Friend! We Love Ya Dennis. WuTang Forever 👐🏻👐🏻👐🏻♾♾♾ 👊🏻👊🏻👊🏻💯
Cosmic Kev
Who can hear the airy old school shit before all the clean digital stuff!!!! Man what an album!!! Love this - Killerbeees lock the f up behind cages
Perry Ellis
Classic song and album
XxStrattaGxX
Ghost was always a beast & a Promoter at the sametime!