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• Artiste: Ghostface Killah
• Titre: Break Beats
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Yeah, we're gonna take it to Staten Island right Now (Uh-huh) We're gonna take it to Staten Island right now Yeah, we're about to shoot this shit up New Ghostface baby, come on Yeah, here we go Yo, dodging bullets while I'm guarding a base like Steve Darby Alkaline chips in the bezler, cold body Calculating snipers, Eastwood vision, crispy assault rifles Army of 12, I call them my disciples, busting off the Eiffel I don't know what's wrong with these killers, they so spiteful Navi rails dripping the terrain in the rains Click bang, yeah, we flip lanes and we switch planes Blue chains, big blue flames, Bruce Wayne, Toussaint Camouflage down on some low frames, Hussein My new chick, a Cupid's Got the bitch bouncing off the walls like acoustics Opened up the safe in the floor, we use toothpicks A bomb on the VI floor, my man poofed it Shanks and hammers, a hitman with manners Blood on his hands, still held the door for Nana A hole in his arm, he nodded the bandana He live, blew a bogey and smiled right in the camera Oh man, let's go, Supreme Clientele part two Supreme Clientele part two Yeah, yeah, new Ghostface, yo Ayo, Fischale, red snapper, scales colored in I can get right with God and go back to Hell again (Uh) Play operation with your bones like a skeleton Bust 50 thumbs then slide back in my cell again Yeah, I'm in the air like a fly cologne Rub two rocks together, give birth to one stone Line you up like a chakra, nigga, a silk doctor From measure like Asian tees and French boxers Scrolls, calligraphy, scripted, written in gold Brightness forbidden, hidden, sitting in glass bowls We wore graffiti jackets, I miss Mr. Magic Imagine him, fuck you, nigga, from fort Barrett I get my jewels from Jason, you get it from Jarrett Every kiss begins with K, and then I blast it Headlines "Paisley Starks has been captured" Woke him up dead in his drawers with one ratchet