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
The Chase
Ghostface Killah Lyrics
Speed up, Lord, they moving on us
Unmarked cars with dogs, yo, they shooting at us
Light the weed up, for God sake, it's okay, call up Abi
Tell 'em give Ricky the cash, he get half, she's my wife
Gets the V, beans to white
Yo, watch where you going, nigga, breath, alright?
Yo, watch the bitch hop the curb
Racist-ass jakes wildin', spittin' out racial slurs
Stay calm and be patient, grip and guard your nation
Next time they pull out from the trunk we blazin'
Big shit going off bow-dow-bow-bow
Shawn Bell up in his grave wildin' out
If we get caught, son, my lawyer's in Boston
He got a hundred thou to retain with mad frosting
Yo, so don't panic, stay well-planted
Trey-pound pokin' my dick
I pulled the shit out and start blasting
Without askin', homie, throw me the ratchet
I guess I'm here to audible the plays, John Madden
So switch lanes, do a buck no laughing
Now double-hop the road and go to the Gas Inn
Dog, you imagine? Pigs on our ass, we on foot
And we ain't got no where to throw the ratchet
I'm on point, clap that bitch, this shit tragic
I'm down for whatever, make it happen
Yo, yo, quick, toss the bomb in the garbage
Come here, shorty, here take this revolver
You get caught, don't say its your father's
Don't say my name, say you found it in Yonkers
In the park around a bunch of monsters
You're turning it in 'cause it was on your conscience
Big boy toys, them shits go bonkers
'Cause we play foul, we don't want no charges
Fuck that shit, pass that shit over here, G
Hit the backyard, throw that shit in the tan jeep
As soon as you see the cops, automatically plan b
Soon as you hit the spot throw a shot in the air, please
I'm comin'
Know I'm always there when you need me
And, no, I ain't Dre, I just do it that easy
A hundred miles and runnin', I'ma do it for TV
Before we leave the car, leave them gloves and that earpiece
We out
I'm the inventor
'86 rhymin at the center
Blew off the burner, kinda dusty
Blew off the burner, kinda dusty
Blew off the burner, kinda dusty
Unmarked cars with dogs, yo, they shooting at us
Light the weed up, for God sake, it's okay, call up Abi
Tell 'em give Ricky the cash, he get half, she's my wife
Gets the V, beans to white
Yo, watch where you going, nigga, breath, alright?
Yo, watch the bitch hop the curb
Racist-ass jakes wildin', spittin' out racial slurs
Stay calm and be patient, grip and guard your nation
Next time they pull out from the trunk we blazin'
Shawn Bell up in his grave wildin' out
If we get caught, son, my lawyer's in Boston
He got a hundred thou to retain with mad frosting
Yo, so don't panic, stay well-planted
Trey-pound pokin' my dick
I pulled the shit out and start blasting
Without askin', homie, throw me the ratchet
I guess I'm here to audible the plays, John Madden
So switch lanes, do a buck no laughing
Now double-hop the road and go to the Gas Inn
Dog, you imagine? Pigs on our ass, we on foot
And we ain't got no where to throw the ratchet
I'm on point, clap that bitch, this shit tragic
I'm down for whatever, make it happen
Yo, yo, quick, toss the bomb in the garbage
Come here, shorty, here take this revolver
You get caught, don't say its your father's
Don't say my name, say you found it in Yonkers
In the park around a bunch of monsters
You're turning it in 'cause it was on your conscience
Big boy toys, them shits go bonkers
'Cause we play foul, we don't want no charges
Fuck that shit, pass that shit over here, G
Hit the backyard, throw that shit in the tan jeep
As soon as you see the cops, automatically plan b
Soon as you hit the spot throw a shot in the air, please
I'm comin'
Know I'm always there when you need me
And, no, I ain't Dre, I just do it that easy
A hundred miles and runnin', I'ma do it for TV
Before we leave the car, leave them gloves and that earpiece
We out
I'm the inventor
'86 rhymin at the center
Blew off the burner, kinda dusty
Blew off the burner, kinda dusty
Blew off the burner, kinda dusty
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Danny Caiazzo, Dennis Ames, Dennis Coles
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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@yohanntimban
I so love when Ghosface be rapping on these fast paced old school break beat types of beats. Thanks GFK for bringing it back
@nwiese4679
... hell yeah, the beat and pace is amazing. Was a bit of a suprise for me, this track... Brother Shabazz are there any other similar GFK tracks you would recommend? I'm not so familiar with his many solo albums...
@yohanntimban
@n wiese yeah GFK has a habit of rapping on these fast paced beats. try to listen to 88 freestyle, Charlie Brown remix, the Ghost is Back to name a few
@nwiese4679
@Brother Shabbaz thanx!
@Byczko21
GFK family lives on...flowing on the track with his son quite fine here~!!!
@Saitam79
Let's get this track to 1 million likes!
@andrewloner8294
914 Bhw Warburton we in the building yonkers. Wu forever D-block🙏🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥💪👊
@rubski-ds9yc
I could see ugod on this beat
@iamgreatnow7218
Brilliant!!!
@geoffferreros6401
🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🙌