Starkology
Ghostface Killah Lyrics


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Yo, yo
Y'all respect my tour bus
We got whores with no drawers ready to do all four of us
Wildin', bustin' big bags of Ruffles
Show money, rubber band'd up in the duffel
With dirtball niggas that steal cake from stores
Boostin' niggas that pop tags in the mall
True spot hoggers, used a few stockings
Niggas hand over the cash when heat's to they noggin
I sing a lil' lullaby, who gon' testify
The way a gruesome murder been televised?
Stupid! My name still ring in the streets though
Eighty-six, used to slip crack through the peephole
Biscuit like vaseline if I was a crook
In rap I'm past the cream, brand more lean
If you niggas complain of sore throats
Shove the gun in they mouth, throat got scratched
They suckin' on Halls yo

Yeah, yo
Yo this verse is like leavin' the gas on
Hog-tie a nigga for his bread, have the Hefty bag on
By any means, a cheddar king
Got a '98 kid's voice on smooth like Lenny Green
Word to my mother I air y'all niggas out
Bigger chromers for the one who got the bigger mouth
("Shout, shout, I'm talking to you, c'mon!")
Go 'head and try me, you know you a bird
You could be on (Gangland) wit'cha face all blurred
Skull deaded up slumped over the curb
Just watch next time how you write your words
Leave you hangin' like your last name
Or a old man's nuts that sag with no shame
Payback's a bitch, yeah I smash y'all berries
'Fore they find you dead in your Little House on the Prairie

Yo, I can do this on crutches black with no legs
Both arms in a sling, push me on stage
Style still linger in the air like Glade
Girls my early 20's I used to run trains
Chill I got next, go behind Dirt
Sometimes I had to chill instead get neck
Rich chandelier gown all over my flesh
'Bout to throw ladies to Haiti, peace to Wyclef
Blowed y'all cream never throw dollar bills up
You know we window baggin' that krillz up
Fingertips hurt puttin' that work in
Move that white in bulk nigga like Jergens
New rappers need to skip town
This the East coast music, Grandpa Ghost is around




Icon tellin' y'all now
Be out before dawn 'fore shit get wild!

Overall Meaning

In Ghostface Killah's song 'Starkology', the rapper is showcasing his street life and the different things he has seen or done throughout his career. He starts off by highlighting the 'whores with no drawers' that are ready to have sex with them. He then goes on to talk about their lifestyle, which includes wildin' out and spending their show money on Ruffles chips. Ghostface then talks about how he rolls with 'dirtball n****s that steal cake from stores' and 'boostin' n****s that pop tags in the mall.' He adds that they are 'true spot hoggers' and will do whatever it takes to get what they want. If someone doesn't give them the cash they need, they will 'shove the gun in their mouth, throat got scratched, they suckin' on Halls yo.'


Later in the song, Ghostface goes on to talk about how he can still perform despite his injuries, and how his 'style still lingers in the air like Glade.' He then goes on to say that he used to 'run trains' on girls in his early 20s and chides new rappers to leave town because they aren't ready for the East Coast rap scene. Ghostface then ends the song by saying he needs to be out before dawn before things get too wild. Overall, the song showcases Ghostface's gritty and uncompromising attitude towards life, and how he views his place in the world.


Line by Line Meaning

Yo, yo
Introducing the beginning of the song


Y'all respect my tour bus
I demand respect for my tour bus


We got whores with no drawers ready to do all four of us!
Prostitutes who are eager to have sexual relations with us


Wildin', bustin' big bags of Ruffles
Acting crazy while indulging in large packs of Ruffles chips


Show money, rubber band'd up in the duffel
Money earned from performing live shows, kept organized with rubber bands in a bag


With dirtball niggas that steal cake from stores
Being accompanied by petty criminals who steal from bakeries/stores


Boostin' niggas that pop tags in the mall
Working together with friends who steal price tags in malls


True spot hoggers, used a few stockings
Experienced at being spot thieves and have used stockings as masks


Niggas hand over the cash when heat's to they noggin
People willingly give out money when they are threatened with violence


I sing a lil' lullaby, who gon' testify
I'll intimidate people so badly that they won't be willing to testify against me


The way a gruesome murder been televised?
I wonder how the television takes interest in showing gruesome murders


Stupid! My name still ring in the streets though
Even if people think what I'm saying is stupid, they still remember my name


Eighty-six, used to slip crack through the peephole
I used to sell cocaine by passing it through the peephole of a door


Biscuit like vaseline if I was a crook
My weapon would be as smooth as vaseline if I were a criminal


In rap I'm past the cream, brand more lean
In the rap industry, I have more than just money; I have luxury and wealth


If you niggas complain of sore throats
If anyone complains of sore throats


Shove the gun in they mouth, throat got scratched
I will use my weapon to hurt those who complain


They suckin' on Halls yo
They are forced to eat Halls cough drops to soothe their throat pain


Yeah, yo
Introducing the next part of the song


Yo this verse is like leavin' the gas on
This verse is explosive and dangerous like leaving the gas in your home on


Hog-tie a nigga for his bread, have the Hefty bag on
I would tie someone up for their money, using a large Hefty trash bag to store the money


By any means, a cheddar king
By any method, I am the king of making money


Got a '98 kid's voice on smooth like Lenny Green
My voice is smooth and young sounding like Lenny Green's voice in 1998


Word to my mother I air y'all niggas out
I will talk badly about and expose other people


Bigger chromers for the one who got the bigger mouth
Those who talk more will receive a bigger firearm


("Shout, shout, I'm talking to you, c'mon!")
An interruption or reflection of someone talking over Ghostface Killah


Go 'head and try me, you know you a bird
People are invited to confront me even though they are weak and foolish


You could be on (Gangland) wit'cha face all blurred
If someone challenges me, they may wind up on TV with their face censored


Skull deaded up slumped over the curb
Someone would be left dead on the street if they mess with Ghostface Killah


Just watch next time how you write your words
Be careful about what you write/say because I may take offense and retaliate


Leave you hangin' like your last name
I would leave someone with nothing and humiliate them, just like a family reputation


Or a old man's nuts that sag with no shame
Old men's testicles sag with no filter, indicating that the subjects have no sense of pride


Payback's a bitch; yeah I smash y'all berries
Revenge is like a bad experience and they will be targeted where it counts with violence


'fore they find you dead in your (Little House on the Prairie)
They will kill someone before they are found in a peaceful/quiet environment


Yo, I can do this on crutches black with no legs
I can do my job despite obstacles and adversity


Both arms in a sling, push me on stage
Even while disabled, I am still able to perform


Style still linger in the air like Glade
My style sticks around like a Glade air freshener


Girls my early 20's I used to run trains
During my twenties, I had orgies with multiple women


Chill I got next, go behind Dirt
Next in line for women after one of his friends.


Sometimes I had to chill instead get neck
To calm down, Ghostface Killah would substitute oral sex for other sexual activity


Rich chandelier gown all over my flesh
I wear expensive, decorative clothing


'Bout to throw ladies to Haiti, peace to Wyclef
I may give women so much sexual pleasure they feel like they've been transported to Haiti, homage to rapper Wyclef


Blowed y'all cream never throw dollar bills up
Instead of throwing out money, I would free-pour expensive bottles of liquor


You know we window baggin' that krillz up
We are making cocaine deals through a window, packing cocaine in bags for the customer


Fingertips hurt puttin' that work in
After working so long putting in manual labor, the fingers become sore


Move that white in bulk nigga like Jergens
I am good at distributing cocaine in large amounts


New rappers need to skip town
I am not impressed with new rappers and they should leave the music scene


This the East coast music, Grandpa Ghost is around
This is old-school East Coast music, and an experienced rapper like Ghostface Killah is still present


Icon tellin' y'all now
I am a distinguished icon who is giving out advice


Be out before dawn 'fore shit get wild!
Leave before dawn to ensure safety because the situation can get dangerous




Lyrics © Spirit Music Group, Hipgnosis Songs Group
Written by: Shemer, Delano Matthews, Dennis Coles

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