Battlefield
Ghostface Killah feat. Kool G Rap & AZ Lyrics

Ayo, i’m back after nine years, that’s 36 seasons
I am here after an absence of nine years, which is equal to 36 seasons.

Shit is changed up for all types of reasons
Things have changed for various reasons.

Staten island ain’t the same, shit is lame
Staten Island is not the same anymore and it's bad.

No familiar faces son, i’m dodging the game
I don't recognize anyone and I'm avoiding getting involved in the street life.

I want a clean slate, but these cops stay screwin’
I want to start anew, but the police keep harassing me.

Snatching me up off the block, what am I doin’?
They keep arresting me from the streets for no reason.

Oh, it’s officer dingle and his sidekick berry
The police officers who are harassing me are named Dingle and Berry.

Driving me around the hood so I could worry
They are driving me around the neighborhood to scare me.

See how fucked up it is there’s crackheads on every corner
It's awful to see that there are drug addicts on every street corner.

Kids in the schoolyard smoking marijuana
Even kids in the schoolyard are smoking weed.

I ain’t feeling it, this ain’t the way I left these blocks
I don't like how everything has changed since I last lived here.

And my name’s faded out like some old damn socks
My reputation is lost and forgotten like old socks.

I want respect, these streets was my playground once
I want to be respected since I used to own these streets.

I was the mack across 110th on these stunts
I am the best at these stunts on this street.

Not once would a nigga test me or gets zesty
No one would dare to test me or become too confident around me.

I would walk down the street and sneeze, they all blessed me
Even a simple act of mine like sneezing would get me respect and attention from those around me.

Been on the battlefield for a long, long time
I have been in the street warfare for a very long time.

I can see life closing in on this old body of mine
I can feel that my body is getting older and the end of my life is getting closer.

Yeah, homie, i’m the kingpin called future
I am the kingpin named Future.

Make a killin’ in these buildings in the millions
I am making millions of dollars by investing in these buildings.

Got ‘em feeling like brewster
I make people feel like they are in a life-and-death situation like in the movie 'Brewster's Millions.'

Shit hot as fallujah
The situation is as intense as a battle in Fallujah (city in Iraq).

Kids grown now, they cock rugers
The kids have grown up and now carry guns.

Welcome back to the sewers
Welcome back to the dark and dirty streets that no one wants to be in.

Where new whips maneuver
Where people drive new cars expertly.

No kids playing, no safe and sound havens
There are no safe places for children to play anymore.

There’s tre pound cases on the playground pavement
Gun cases that weigh three pounds are on the ground where kids play.

No more dudes with 22’s in their sneaker soles
People don't hide small guns (like .22 caliber) in their shoe soles anymore.

Kids tote shit that leave your body with a heap of holes
Kids carry guns that will cause lots of damage to your body.

I’m that neighborhood blizzard flooding these streets with snow
I am like a snowstorm that overflows the streets of my neighborhood.

Heavy iron on the ready, my shit’ll crease your clothes
I am always armed with a heavy weapon that can damage your clothing.

Keep a flock of sweetest hoes, yeah, I sleeps with those
I have a lot of beautiful women who are loyal to me and I sleep with them.

Little slum young keisha coles with cheaper clothes
These women are poor and have cheap clothes.

Undercovers all around the gutter, they creepin’ low
Police officers are undercover and are spying in the filthy, bottom parts of the city.

I stays ahead, kid, I toss bread like pizza dough
I am always ahead of the game and make money easily like tossing pizza dough.

I keep the tef around my torso with the piece below
I carry a firearm on me and have it concealed under my clothes.

That bulldog short nose, g be at peace with those, you know
I have a handgun with a short handle and I am willing to use it, so don't mess with me.

Mama bear was a church woman, pop’s skated off
My mother was a religious woman, but my father left us.

I was impaired, an introverted youngin’, a lot changed my course
I was shy and had issues growing up, but things changed and I ended up going down a different path in life.

From nowhere to my first onion then them cops came
I made my first drug deal then the police came and ruined everything.

Across flashed the badge, took my stash, told my little ass get lost
The police showed their badges, took my drugs, and told me to leave since I was too young.

Threw me off when my grind was prime time then
It was devastating when I was at the height of my 'grind' (illegal activity) and then something bad happened.

You could step on and stretch mine’s to a nine times ten
My drugs were pure and strong enough to be cut and still be worth nine times their original value.

I was gone, remembering though that fine line’s thin
I was out of it, but knew that there was a fine line between success and failure.

So I studied that chessboard and we were all blind men
I studied the game of life and realized that we are all making mistakes blindly.

Dealers ran the streets, but the d’s ran them
Street dealers were in control, but the police were always watching them.

I was a killer underneath, but needed expansion
I was a violent person, but I wanted to grow and do something bigger than just killing people.

Something to constitute being high in a coupe
I wanted something that would make me feel good while driving in a fancy car.

The cries from my youth so I applied for the suit
I wanted to seek revenge for the pain I experienced when I was young, so I became a cop.

Salute to the enforcer, call me officer now
I am now a cop and should be respected as an enforcer of the law.

Supporter of paraphernalia, I toss it around
I support the use of drugs and weapons, which I sell to others.

The link to the cartel, costs is down
I am connected to the drug cartel and can get drugs at a cheap price.

It’s that denzel in training day shit, caution my grounds
I am living a life similar to that of Denzel Washington's character in the movie 'Training Day,' so be careful around me.