Lyrics:

'i've got the feeling... i hear the sound'
(ghostface killah)
eh yo, i'm here to toast an mc like my name was grand puba
run up in the large house and - throw out the ruger
some say i'm good - others pray - the want me to fall
battle me - come one, come all - i leave ya jaw hangin'
new york city slinger - stark nitty
i'm straight like a flat chester with some low titties
plus my chain hangin' down to my dick
cb hits - grand on the hits - star trek vi
black flicks - come on...
we fuck prostitutes - tie 'em to the bed
throw 'em in the lasso - givin' me backstage hed
picture me in isreal sandles - gucci open-toe
book of life - two on camay - no h2o
bandit - i'm like moses - split the sea
y'all split jeans - my last tape was the illy poster
move crowds like the march of dimes - fuck this rhyme...
*musical breakdown*
'up next..'
(ghostface killah)
walter in dr. jay's - rock the jay's
spot niggaz with k's - son they feelin' your ways
it's like mayonaisse - old people love you - corns on their feet
fifteen, twenty deep - you walked in, cross street
walk under red light - sound went through crown heights
even had 'em on bikes - they was startin' fights
new years had 'em all drunk - lazy eye milton
found a bump - tried to buck and
scotty snatched janet's wig off that night
shit got hectic - barber jim fuckin' old man chef
but god shit's real as a fuck
throw a buck on chuckle-up - thunderbird in cuffs
skeeter with no teeth - night train lips
beefin' with police - grade-a inch knees
duke blew a bag with him - he got butt-naked in the 'villes
plus he fucked a whitey in the hill...
throw a buck on chuckle-up - thunderbird in cuffs