Dennis Coles (born May 9, 1970), better known by his stage name Ghostface K… Read Full Bio ↴Dennis Coles (born May 9, 1970), better known by his stage name Ghostface Killah, is an American rapper and member of the Wu-Tang Clan. After the group achieved breakthrough success with their 1993 debut, Enter the Wu-Tang (36 Chambers) , the members went on to pursue solo careers to varying levels of success. Ghostface Killah debuted his solo-career in 1996 with Ironman, which was well received by music critics. He would continue his career, creating additional award-winning albums over the following years such as Supreme Clientele, Fishscale, More Fish, and The Big Doe Rehab.
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
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
When I was just
Give me light, light, light the way
Light the way, give me light, give me light
Give me light, light, light, light
Light, light, light, light
Light, light, light
Can you light?
Can you light? Light, light the way
Light the way, give me light, give me light
Give me light, light, light, light
Light, light, light, light
Light, light, light
Can you light?
Bloodclaat, bust my gun like a rude boy
No Love & Hip Hop, bad attitude, boy
Jamaican Clarks, sippin' Guinness on the hot sand
Sun splash, I'm on after Elephant Man
My posse paddle through the Cayman in a small canoe
Chewin' on chew sticks, blowin' on ganja root
Fonto leaf, Irish moss, soursop
Big nets catchin' monk fish, spice for the crockpot
The powder is wrapped, lookin' like baby roadies
Machine gun mask on, lookin' like a bunch of goalies
The half a foot dread, the whole land call him Toby
He got a team of red beam that'll lean the police
Christoper Coke, the pistol'll smoke gutters
We out in Kingston grooming the dirt for the butters
Sharpened machetes that slice through the trees for berries
Busting coconuts, Selassie legendary
When I was just
Give me light, light, light the way
Light the way, give me light, give me light
Give me light, light, light, light
Light, light, light, light
Light, light, light
Can you light?
Can you light? Light, light the way
Light the way, give me light, give me light
Give me light, light, light, light
Light, light, light, light
Light, light, light
Can you light?
Siddly, diddly, diddly, diddly, diddly, diddly, and truly (right)
No search and fiddle (right)
Diddly, diddly, diddly, and truly
First class (brrt)
Cold blooded murderer (right)
Tell 'em, tell 'em, tell 'em, tell 'em what them ah really require (right)
Cold blooded murderer
Wu-Tang the definition of a soldier
Check the Tiger Bone, stole love don, I sip a megaton
On point, soldiers is armed and blow the best corn
Fly silks and wallies, women from Jamaica to Bali
Acknowledge me at the show and prove rowdy
I miss Allah Real still, I build with this peace of steel
They call the microphone chrome nickel-plated poems
Jamel Ireef and Iron Man Tone, respect shown
In Jamaica, there's a party, peace to all my natty
Eatin' saltfish and ackee sliced avocado
Rice and peas and items sweet like a mango
One hundred clip rifle blow, steady flow, rhythm, tempo
"More fire," the sample go, so
Peace to Fire House, Waltham, Havendale to Maverley
Jungle to Rema, Salt Lane to Tivoli
Gaza, Spanish Town, Trenchtown, back to Maxfield
'Nough respect due, everything real
When I was just
Give me light, light, light the way
Light the way, give me light, give me light
Give me light, light, light, light
Light, light, light, light
Light, light, light
Can you light?
Can you light? Light, light the way
Light the way, give me light, give me light
Give me light, light, light, light
Light, light, light
Can you light?
Bloodclaat, bust my gun like a rude boy
No Love & Hip Hop, bad attitude, boy
Jamaican Clarks, sippin' Guinness on the hot sand
Sun splash, I'm on after Elephant Man
My posse paddle through the Cayman in a small canoe
Chewin' on chew sticks, blowin' on ganja root
Fonto leaf, Irish moss, soursop
Big nets catchin' monk fish, spice for the crockpot
The powder is wrapped, lookin' like baby roadies
Machine gun mask on, lookin' like a bunch of goalies
The half a foot dread, the whole land call him Toby
He got a team of red beam that'll lean the police
Christoper Coke, the pistol'll smoke gutters
We out in Kingston grooming the dirt for the butters
Sharpened machetes that slice through the trees for berries
Busting coconuts, Selassie legendary
When I was just
Give me light, light, light the way
Light the way, give me light, give me light
Give me light, light, light, light
Light, light, light, light
Light, light, light
Can you light?
Can you light? Light, light the way
Light the way, give me light, give me light
Give me light, light, light, light
Light, light, light, light
Light, light, light
Can you light?
Siddly, diddly, diddly, diddly, diddly, diddly, and truly (right)
No search and fiddle (right)
Diddly, diddly, diddly, and truly
First class (brrt)
Cold blooded murderer (right)
Tell 'em, tell 'em, tell 'em, tell 'em what them ah really require (right)
Cold blooded murderer
Wu-Tang the definition of a soldier
Check the Tiger Bone, stole love don, I sip a megaton
On point, soldiers is armed and blow the best corn
Fly silks and wallies, women from Jamaica to Bali
Acknowledge me at the show and prove rowdy
I miss Allah Real still, I build with this peace of steel
They call the microphone chrome nickel-plated poems
Jamel Ireef and Iron Man Tone, respect shown
In Jamaica, there's a party, peace to all my natty
Eatin' saltfish and ackee sliced avocado
Rice and peas and items sweet like a mango
One hundred clip rifle blow, steady flow, rhythm, tempo
"More fire," the sample go, so
Peace to Fire House, Waltham, Havendale to Maverley
Jungle to Rema, Salt Lane to Tivoli
Gaza, Spanish Town, Trenchtown, back to Maxfield
'Nough respect due, everything real
When I was just
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Danny Caiazzo, Dennis Coles, Elgin Turner, Harold Motley, Walbert Dale
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