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Ghostface Killah & Trife da God Lyrics


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(featuring Raekwon)

[singer]
Tony for mayor.. (x4)

[Ghostface Killah]
Catch me in a crisp blue six, deep dish
Doors is crisp, velour stop at the wrist
Watch is involved, talk to me Trick Daddy
I liked the way you tilt ya hat up in that Caddy son,
Can't believe you the most slept on
Took a break since the Cuban, niggas lookin' like you just repped wrong
You done slimmed down a bit, got caught with the hammer
Steal banners, medical examiners, clocked live hammers
For real, you a live nigga, rock ya five in ya slippers
Like them other five guys in ya picture
Come on, watch, I'm the star of the show, so blow then
Mothafucka, you ain't blew in three years
You son of a bitch, that's why I rock the big shit
Don't forget who you is, nigga, you my little shit
I will crush you to pieces, stop ya heart from tickin'
And you mad 'cause you a older clock, couple rocks missin'
And my Breitling--the band: you can say it's iced lightning
You don't like him, do you? You wanna fight him
In fact, I should've put you back, relaxed on the stones
And copped the two-thousand leather in snow cones
A bowl of milk almost killed you, ak, you almost drowned in Pops
I bought another box, I'ma keep it real with you
And I'ma murder you if ya bitch-ass get on my nerves again

[Raekwon (as "the watch")]
Yo, Ghost, you'se a funny nigga
Turn on the radio, all you hear is X and Jigga
Ha ha, you vexed, nigga?
No airplay

[Ghostface Killah]
Bet my gat spray

[Raekwon (as "the watch")]
Yo, that's hearsay you spray hairspray
And up North, nigga, you ain't gettin' jailplay

[Ghostface Killah]
(How you know?)

[Raekwon (as "the watch")]
Yo, it's obvious, Clan's day

[Ghostface Killah]
Hold on, let me park my shit,
Let me find out this nigga barkin' and shit I'm a Don of this shit,
And you know that shit I wrote with Golden Arms is a hit
My Wallos show off, go off like an alarm in the six
Draped in yellow and I'm still poppin'
My movie life in the hood is like an ill doctrine
Beat trial with illegal aide, fuck Cochrane
And if it's on I might blow you if I'm boxed in.. {*echoes*}

[Raekwon (as "the watch")]
Yo what's wrong man?
Yo, yo, yo, what you doin', man?
Yo, man, chill out, man

[Ghostface Killah]
Don't even worry

[Raekwon (as "the watch")]
Why you..

[Ghostface Killah]
OK

[Raekwon (as "the watch")]
Come on, son
We can't.. don't depart us like that, son
Come on

[Ghostface Killah]
I'ma destroy you

[Raekwon (as "the watch")]
Come on, man

[Ghostface Killah]
You pop too much shit

[Raekwon (as "the watch")]
Come on, man, I'm just tellin' you time

[Ghostface Killah]
It ain't even like that, you know who bought you
A nigga's just fuckin' with you, man

[Ghostface Killah]
Bye!

[singer]
Tony for mayor.. {*repeats to fade*}

[Outro: Ghostface Killah (Raekwon)]
Yo, let me tell y'all mothafuckas somethin'
(Shoot one of those niggas, Lord)
We could battle for belts, ice (Type shit)
Whatever the fuck you want to do
Let me tell y'all somethin'
This the Theodore Unit, mothafucka
We takin' the bait of this shit
That's word to my momma, man
(Staten Island, nigga, what, nigga?)
Coke, spoon throwers (Get ya money right)
(Gotta know how real do this)
Slew-footed mothafuckas, I pop all y'all niggas
Y'all niggas is fucked, straight up
We back in here now, mothafuckas
It's the fuckin' Unit, you heard
That's the Theodore Unit
Y'all mothafuckas better recognize




Aight? That's my word
(Yeah, nigga, yeah)

Overall Meaning

The Watch is a rap song by Ghostface Killah featuring Raekwon, two members of the legendary hip hop group Wu-Tang Clan. In the song, Ghostface Killah and RaeKwon assume the roles of a high-value watch and its owner respectively, and engage in a conversation about their superiority and untouchability in the rap game. Tony for mayor is repeatedly shouted in the background of the song, which could be a reference to a real-life event or person. The lyrics touch on various topics such as Ghostface’ jewelry, cars, legal troubles, and his vendetta against those who underestimate him. Raekwon, on the other hand, boasts about his superiority over other rappers and his ability to tell time.


The Watch is a testament to Ghostface Killah and Raekwon’s lyrical prowess and their ability to weave together intricate stories filled with metaphors and intricacies. The clever use and embodiment of a high-value watch and its owner in the song is an excellent display of their ability to use figurative language to convey their message. The song is an excellent example of how hip-hop can be used to elevate material items such as watches and cars, and use them as themes to explore deeper underlying issues.


Line by Line Meaning

Catch me in a crisp blue six, deep dish
I'm riding in a fresh car with remarkable rims.


Doors is crisp, velour stop at the wrist
The car doors are fresh and the velvet on my wrists match.


Watch is involved, talk to me Trick Daddy
I am wearing a fancy watch and it catches people's attention.


I liked the way you tilt ya hat up in that Caddy son,
I admire how you look when you lean back in your Cadillac, son.


Can't believe you the most slept on
I can't believe you are the most underrated person.


Took a break since the Cuban, niggas lookin' like you just repped wrong
You took some time off since the last Cuban and people think you lost your touch.


You done slimmed down a bit, got caught with the hammer
You lost weight but you still got caught with a gun.


Steal banners, medical examiners, clocked live hammers
I am a professional criminal, stealing flags and dodging cops.


For real, you a live nigga, rock ya five in ya slippers
You're a true badass, even in your house slippers.


Like them other five guys in ya picture
You look like a gangster, just like the other guys in your picture.


Come on, watch, I'm the star of the show, so blow then
My fancy watch is impressive and I am the main focus of attention.


Mothafucka, you ain't blew in three years
You haven't made any body impressed in three years.


You son of a bitch, that's why I rock the big shit
You are the reason why I wear such expensive items.


Don't forget who you is, nigga, you my little shit
Don't forget that you are my little friend.


I will crush you to pieces, stop ya heart from tickin'
I will destroy you and end your life.


And you mad 'cause you a older clock, couple rocks missin'
You're angry because you're an old watch and you lost some jewels.


And my Breitling--the band: you can say it's iced lightning
My Breitling watch is so shiny that it looks like it's made of ice and lightning.


You don't like him, do you? You wanna fight him
I think you dislike my watch and want to fight it.


In fact, I should've put you back, relaxed on the stones
I should have let you hang it up instead of wearing it constantly.


And copped the two-thousand leather in snow cones
I should have instead purchased a leather watch with diamonds.


A bowl of milk almost killed you, ak, you almost drowned in Pops
You're too fragile, almost drowning in milk and almost suffocating in a lollipop.


I bought another box, I'ma keep it real with you
I brought you another box, I'm being completely honest.


Yo, Ghost, you'se a funny nigga
You're a funny guy, Ghost.


Turn on the radio, all you hear is X and Jigga
All you hear on the radio is DMX and Jay-Z.


Ha ha, you vexed, nigga?
You're angry, aren't you?


No airplay
Your music is not on the radio.


Bet my gat spray
I'm willing to use my gun.


Yo, that's hearsay you spray hairspray
You're just talking, you don't even have a gun.


And up North, nigga, you ain't gettin' jailplay
You won't last long in jail if you're put in there.


(How you know?)
(How do you know that?)


Yo, it's obvious, Clan's day
It's obvious because the Clan knows.


Hold on, let me park my shit,
Hold on a second, let me park my car.


Let me find out this nigga barkin' and shit I'm a Don of this shit,
I'll find out who's causing trouble and show them who's in charge.


And you know that shit I wrote with Golden Arms is a hit
You know the song I wrote with Golden Arms is a success.


My Wallos show off, go off like an alarm in the six
My Fila shoes are shining and impressive, standing out like an alarm in my car.


Draped in yellow and I'm still poppin'
I'm wearing yellow but I'm still looking good.


My movie life in the hood is like an ill doctrine
My life in the ghetto is like a dangerous lesson.


Beat trial with illegal aide, fuck Cochrane
I won a court case with illegal help and I don't respect Cochran.


And if it's on I might blow you if I'm boxed in.. {*echoes*}
If necessary, I'm willing to kill someone if I feel trapped.


Yo what's wrong man?
What's the matter, man?


Yo, yo, yo, what you doin', man?
What are you doing?


Yo, man, chill out, man
Relax, dude.


Don't even worry
Don't worry about it.


Why you..
Why are you?


OK
Okay.


Come on, son
Let's go, man.


We can't.. don't depart us like that, son
Don't leave us like that, man.


Come on
Let's go.


I'ma destroy you
I'm going to destroy you.


Come on, man
Come on, dude.


You pop too much shit
You talk too much.


Come on, man, I'm just tellin' you time
I'm just giving you a warning.


It ain't even like that, you know who bought you
It's not even worth it, you know who gave you the watch.


A nigga's just fuckin' with you, man
I'm just messing with you.


Bye!
Goodbye!


Yo, let me tell y'all mothafuckas somethin'
Let me tell you something, guys.


(Shoot one of those niggas, Lord)
(Shoot one of those guys, Lord)


We could battle for belts, ice (Type shit)
We could compete for belts and jewelry.


This the Theodore Unit, mothafucka
This is the Theodore Unit, guys.


We takin' the bait of this shit
We're taking on this challenge.


That's word to my momma, man
I swear on my mother, man.


(Staten Island, nigga, what, nigga?)
(Staten Island, represent!)


Coke, spoon throwers (Get ya money right)
We are drug dealers and we need money.


(Gotta know how real do this)
(We know how to handle things in the real world)


Slew-footed mothafuckas, I pop all y'all niggas
I will defeat all of you weaklings.


Y'all niggas is fucked, straight up
You guys are screwed.


We back in here now, mothafuckas
We're back in this game, guys.


It's the fuckin' Unit, you heard
It's the motherfuckin' Unit, you understand?


Y'all mothafuckas better recognize
You guys better recognize.


Aight? That's my word
Alright? That's my promise.


(Yeah, nigga, yeah)
(Yeah, man, yeah)




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