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Street Opera

Ghostface Killah

More Fish

2006

jake 
And the sound of the razor keep hitting the plate 
And tooters is flab with rugers, with daggers and them jeans 
We chew through it, like we

plate
No I don’t play
Fuck that kale salad you need balance
In your life that’s a challenge
I’m pro peace but I’m still wilding
You want violence no

Street Opera

Ghostface Killah

GhostDeini the Great [CD/DVD]

2008

keep hitting the plate
And tooters is flab with rugers, with daggers and them jeans
We chew through it, like we coming down off woolas
And my P.O.,

to fit in homie I’m enlarged and counting
Got my heart and my grit, man I’m feeling lit
Iron to the man like I’m Robert Downey
Hold up
Just a nobody coming

was dead wrong
Someone called the bwoy and said I got dat iron on me
So now I do the road I know dat I got eyes on me
Niggas say they want it then they

snakes start hissing
I'm in different state of mind
7.62 with glocks and 9s
Please do not get of line
Boy I can't wait to slang some iron
I pull up in

Scrapper's anthem what's happening
Dirty aluminum to platinum, no cappin it's action
On the load til the struts ache
Save me a fat plate
Late for

stopping til i got a lamborghini with some california plates
Bitch I'm on fire
Staying hot just like a iron
Yeah
I'm off the wire
Play with me then ima fry

Hop in the whip let's take a ride and get your mind right
She asked me "rae why you be gripping On that iron tight"
Cause I got niggas on my heals

Tryna make it shake
My mouth is dry lead me to the lake
Gotta full portion of grace
I'm bout scrape the plate
Broken down, He buffing out

often I know about my shape
That comes about off of my dinner plate
So it's not three meals but one, often none
If I eat, I eat like the sun
Oh, and it's

that iron why the fuck you gotta pole
Put that K on 94 that's why on Twitter you exposed
Ain't no love cuz i'ma florida boy fucking florida hoes
I swear

markers dried out and I'm no cap
Wash before you touch me, Quran
I'm on top of the table, shit I'm plate
Right (Write) and clean tes3 KG slate
These niqqas

Born out of mind
Back in 1895
In those first few years
Watched the fields come alive
I was pushed and I was pulled
The plates were kept full
Dust

get duffy, I'm bustin' my iron
When I'm dumpin that Glock, it ain't shit on my mind
Nigga, stop bluffin', try runnin', got head from behind
Ain't no

(Verse 1)
I'm in the gym, where iron rules the day,
Sweat and screams, every step a final fray.
Here, will grows strong, spirit burns like fire,

I'm in the A with my brodie, my slime no plans on slanging my iron
I'm in the H with a dime don't care if I'm flying, I'm bringing my nine
I know

on the block with the whole gang
My niggas gone ride, Vice versa we slide
Won't catch me in public if I ain't got that iron
This shit can get ugly you go against

Stacking shit cause struggle to lease
Got the Js imma iron the crease
I go to fashion week
These niggas they bummy they fashion weak
Shorty harassing me
She

conceited, cause I know, I'm goat
He said, he want smoke, well we, gone blow that pole
I walk around with this iron and it's tucked
I walk around with these

up
They can't be scaled
Broken plates on concrete floors
Well that's when
That's where
Iron fist rule
There's no one to blame
Empty mouths and broken

People scatter when dem hear di old iron echo
Harder di battle tougher it a mek yuh
Yuh can't weak juvenile u affi seek knowledge
Mi never finish high

for the greats in this game ain't nobody safe 
I'm racing to home plate tryna get some food on my plate 
Placing niggas on back burner fires from hells

This industry so awkward
Not a rapper I'm rockstar 
Remember ain't have shit on my plate, Now give me lobster

Number 1 my city nigga 
Where Malik