Windpipe
Ghostface Killah Lyrics


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featuring Ghostface, RZA, Ol' Dirty Bastard
[RZA]
Yo Yo Yo doodododododo Yo pssh yo
Yo park the jeep on the street of the Sunset Marquis
Autograph sign and pass wit a gold tip sharpee
Permanent ink blots undrunk from velly poo scotts
All you faggots try to judge my shit like Ed Koch
Underground left and right pair surround sound can't be scared
Plea the ams radio tapes that he jammed
Golden chrome, desert eagle never left at home
Flip the track of the beat watch Bobby flip the metronome
High voltage, keep my seat in winsbro cultured
Kill enemies by mailin them the poison glue postage
I open and fold ya thought he fucked a ogre
I leave the cats the book of food stamps ????
The box of evil a fifty sack of that lethal
Adjust these boots and bloody cube steaks from keebu

[ODB] 4X
What party can you go to
And I ain't there you bitches actin like they don't care

[RZA]
You bitches actin like you don't care
You bitches actin like you YO
Razor blade toenails cut holes inside tube socks
Golden platinum things unstainable
I chew rocks
Slipe wit type digital soup deflect bullets
Black hooded surrounded by forty acres of wooded
Land, like my cousin dusty dirty as dan
Fucked the daughter of the leader of the Ku Klux Klan
Tapes we dub pound you wit the ace of club
Climb your tree to a shub
Tongue kiss a lion and kidnap her cub
Passin it portrait
My bitch spread eagle wild orchid
Pussy so wet you could fuck it wit a soft tipped dick
Tickle the tonsil you could hear her coughin
I don't know if Dirt fucked Mariah, but I'm out to fuck Tyra
Starks might fuck Mya

[ODB]
I'm the pussy vampire

[Chorus] 4X
[Ghostface]
Yo I'm bent out three days two nights yo I'm spent out
One hell of a cruise New York got they hand out
Like I owe somethin, check they stance they frontin
I'm two seconds fromt wistin ya'll shit over nuttin
All a sudden ice grills kid you did a baby bid
In a minute almost hung yourself slit ya wrists
To the maximum hand me the forty I'll thrash and
Split out guests wit gash lemon goes throw his laz gone
Trama the block pro bar sledge slang ho
Runnin from to and sharles some rap and I might blow
World cup, some been blessed wit the Stanley
Yvonne lendl ordered lamb racket wit the cam key
Sideline maneuver, polish wax MC remover
Niggaz wit long nails cuttin me leavin bruises
Candle lows tied a thousand an ya'll froze
Came home an dust that doo tryin to play me close
We've been peaked for years now Liz wants to choppin the kid
I might do magic make him disappear
Rearose that nigga Isotoner Coca-Cola holder snap the granola
Sprinkle ginko polish
Venom from a cobra lace in the come he brought older
Soaked through a strainer here's a doser
The King James version is paid just like Samsung
Wit effects that'll kill rogers double O seven
Hanna Barbera hops the opposite abandoned the deer
Fuck wit mics like Sonny and Cher
Or maybe captain entenail, connect and then blow the seal
Nice like mister whittendale your girl Chippendale
Shallah bridge all up in ya dog dial trench
When I snatched that shit was broke shoulda sent ya ass back
And where's the key to the hatchback pop that
Get in throw a bag full of mice and then respect that

[Girl] 4X
What party can you go to, and Wu ain't there
These niggaz actin like they don't care




What party can you go to, and Wu ain't there
These hoes actin like they don't care

Overall Meaning

The song Windpipe by Ghostface Killah featuring RZA and Ol’ Dirty Bastard is a mix of three verses that touch on a variety of subjects that are emblematic of the Wu-Tang Clan's style - gritty, aggressive, and off-beat. The first verse is rapped by RZA and he opens by describing a scene where he signs autographs with a gold tip sharpee pen presumably at a hotel in Los Angeles. He then moves onto discussing his music and making digs at those who criticize it as he asserts his dominance in the rap game. The second verse is rapped by Ol' Dirty Bastard, and he discusses partying and women in his usual eccentric and flamboyant manner, making claims of being a "pussy vampire." Lastly, Ghostface Killah raps the third verse where he talks about his hostile attitude towards those who wronged him and how he is always ready to defend himself both physically and musically.


The lyrics use a lot of slang and rely on cryptic wordplay and metaphors that require deciphering. The verses switch between the rappers without any chorus, as they rap about completely unrelated topics in their individual styles. Overall, the lyrics of Windpipe suggest that the Wu-Tang Clan is confident in their skills and that they won't let anyone tell them they are not the best in the game.


Line by Line Meaning

[RZA] Yo Yo Yo doodododododo Yo pssh yo
RZA begins the song with a hype introduction.


[RZA] Yo park the jeep on the street of the Sunset Marquis Autograph sign and pass wit a gold tip sharpee Permanent ink blots undrunk from velly poo scotts All you faggots try to judge my shit like Ed Koch
RZA parks his jeep at Sunset Marquis and signs autographs with a gold sharpee. He doesn't care what others think of his work, and likens judgement to that of former mayor Ed Koch.


[RZA] Underground left and right pair surround sound can't be scared Plea the ams radio tapes that he jammed Golden chrome, desert eagle never left at home Flip the track of the beat watch Bobby flip the metronome High voltage, keep my seat in winsbro cultured Kill enemies by mailin them the poison glue postage
RZA asserts that his music is fearless and powerful, overwhelming all around it with surround sound. He boasts of always having his golden chrome gun with him, and mentions his experience recording with Bobby. He claims his culture keeps him grounded and able to take out his enemies with poison glue postage.


[RZA] I open and fold ya thought he fucked a ogre I leave the cats the book of food stamps ???? The box of evil a fifty sack of that lethal Adjust these boots and bloody cube steaks from keebu
RZA makes obscure references to fucking an ogre and leaves someone with food stamps and a box of lethal drugs. He adjusts his boots and prepares something bloody from keebu.


[ODB] 4X What party can you go to And I ain't there you bitches actin like they don't care
ODB calls out those who don't acknowledge him, asking what party they could go to where he isn't present.


[RZA] You bitches actin like you don't care You bitches actin like you YO Razor blade toenails cut holes inside tube socks Golden platinum things unstainable I chew rocks Slipe wit type digital soup deflect bullets Black hooded surrounded by forty acres of wooded Land, like my cousin dusty dirty as dan Fucked the daughter of the leader of the Ku Klux Klan Tapes we dub pound you wit the ace of club Climb your tree to a shub Tongue kiss a lion and kidnap her cub Passin it portrait My bitch spread eagle wild orchid Pussy so wet you could fuck it wit a soft tipped dick Tickle the tonsil you could hear her coughin I don't know if Dirt fucked Mariah, but I'm out to fuck Tyra Starks might fuck Mya
RZA continues to brag and talk about wild sexual adventures. He claims his razor sharp toenails can cut through tube socks, and boasts of his unstainable golden platinum possessions. He deflects bullets with digital soup and is surrounded by land. He even claims to have had sex with the daughter of a KKK leader. He dub tapes and climb trees, doing whatever he wants. He talks about someone's wet pussy and says they could even fuck it with a soft tipped dick. He also talks about wanting to fuck Tyra Banks and references Dirt and Mariah. He mentions Starks and Mya.


[ODB] I'm the pussy vampire
ODB claims to be a vampire, but of the pussy variety.


[Chorus] 4X What party can you go to And Wu ain't there These niggaz actin like they don't care What party can you go to And Wu ain't there These hoes actin like they don't care
The chorus repeats, calling out those who don't acknowledge Wu-Tang Clan's presence at parties.


[Ghostface] Yo I'm bent out three days two nights yo I'm spent out One hell of a cruise New York got they hand out Like I owe somethin, check they stance they frontin I'm two seconds fromt wistin ya'll shit over nuttin All a sudden ice grills kid you did a baby bid In a minute almost hung yourself slit ya wrists To the maximum hand me the forty I'll thrash and Split out guests wit gash lemon goes throw his laz gone Trama the block pro bar sledge slang ho Runnin from to and sharles some rap and I might blow World cup, some been blessed wit the Stanley Yvonne lendl ordered lamb racket wit the cam key Sideline maneuver, polish wax MC remover Niggaz wit long nails cuttin me leavin bruises Candle lows tied a thousand an ya'll froze Came home an dust that doo tryin to play me close We've been peaked for years now Liz wants to choppin the kid I might do magic make him disappear Rearose that nigga Isotoner Coca-Cola holder snap the granola Sprinkle ginko polish Venom from a cobra lace in the come he brought older Soaked through a strainer here's a doser The King James version is paid just like Samsung Wit effects that'll kill rogers double O seven Hanna Barbera hops the opposite abandoned the deer Fuck wit mics like Sonny and Cher Or maybe captain entenail, connect and then blow the seal Nice like mister whittendale your girl Chippendale Shallah bridge all up in ya dog dial trench When I snatched that shit was broke shoulda sent ya ass back And where's the key to the hatchback pop that Get in throw a bag full of mice and then respect that
Ghostface talks about his time on a cruise, where he claims everyone in New York wants something from him. He threatens violence and talks about his experiences in the rap world, including being bruised by those with long nails. He mentions Liz wanting to cut someone and talks about doing magic. He also makes obscure references to medicine, brands, and pop culture, and tells a story of stealing something broken and using it to throw mice.


[Girl] 4X What party can you go to, and Wu ain't there These niggaz actin like they don't care What party can you go to, and Wu ain't there These hoes actin like they don't care
The chorus repeats once more, calling out those who don't acknowledge Wu-Tang Clan's presence at parties.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Downtown Music Publishing
Written by: DENNIS DAVID COLES, ROBERT F. DIGGS

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