Ghostface Killah - Be Easy

(feat. Trife Da God)

[Intro: Ghostface Killah]
Yeah... what`s happpening New York City?
It`s ya boy Ghost in the muthafuckin` house tonight
("Don`t fuck with Ghost, you`ll feel sorry")
Nahwhatimean? We about to get it popping, let`s go!
Yo! Yo!

[Chorus: Ghostface Killah]
Tell your crew to be easy, niggaz run around
With them fake frowns, sell `em on eBay
Get word to the DJ, tell `em Staten Island`s
In the house, put the record on replay

[Ghostface Killah]
Get your nose blowned off by the fifth, uh
You wanna be there, layin` all stiff, uh
Everytime you go uptown, you get jipped, uh
That`s karma, boy, running your lip, uh
You be fronting like you got a bunch of chicks, uh
You be at home, nigga, beating your dick, uh
I`m in the club with the chipped up wrist, uh
You at the bar, whoadie, drinkin` my piss, uh
The yellow shit, and the bottle ain`t Crys`, son
You turned your muthafuckin` head, nigga, we switched `em
You just mad cause I`m hittin` your sister
You in the other room, huh, you couldn`t sleep, uh
Pop a lotta shit without that liquor, yup
We mind seat up, so take our picture
I`m like the boogeyman, nigga, I`ll get ya
Whether now or later, afterlife, or switcher

[Interlude: Ghostface Killah]
Yeah, oh shit, aiyo Tone hurry up and get `em, nigga
You knowhatimean, it`s about to pop off!
Ya`ll niggaz clear the fucking floor
Get the fuck out the way, come on!

[Chorus]

[Trife Da God (Ghostface Killah) {both}]
Yo, it`s Tone in the building (the teams in the building)
Niggaz wanna beef {what up, what up, what up}
We packed to the ceiling (we constantly chilling)
We can cause {we could, we shoot, we slice, we cut}

[Ghostface Killah]
Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yea, now
Yes, my birthday, landed in nay, now
Peace to Dirt Dog, I`m back like deja vu
Leave your girl around me, I will bag your boo
Ahh, you bitch niggaz better listen up
Anybody front, paramedics gonna pick `em up
They try to save you, sware to God, I hit the nurse up
Like "Nah, doc, he look better in a herse truck"
I tried to ignore it, his people saw it
I ain`t the type of dude you go to war with
My polo gun yo, will crack the floor shit
When the heat`s on, you know I draw it
I had his number down, Toney just called it

[Interlude: Ghostface Killah]
Yo, aiyo, Pete Rock, good looking nigga!
Staten Island, yo Theodore! What`s the deal
Slap me one of the ratchets, I`m about to go in! Yo!

[Chorus]

[Ghostface Killah]
Gotta get that cheese, gotta pimp that V
Gotta burn those leaves, and uh
Pretty Tone make the girls say please
Daddy work that d, put it in and be eas` and uh
So what, come on, now some of y`all people
Might know me from my wallabies
Pretty bitches got my number, y`all can dial me
I stick it up like an iced cake robbery
And when I`m done, y`all can finger nail file me
Floss the ill robes since Criminology
Supreme Clientele, put the world on top of me
Yo babe, hurry up, with those collard greens
I represent S.I., ain`t as wild as me
They lousy, I`m phat like a pound of cheeba weed brownies
Tone got the powder squeeze, don`t surround me
Quick to pick a honey up, shit, the flow`s Bounty
Ya`ll can just crown me!

[Outro: Ghostface Killah]
Yeah, that`s right
I like to thank y`all for coming out tonight
How y`all like that shit? Youknowhatimean?
You really run New York
This is that Theodore shit, muthafucker!

Ghostface Killah - Be Easy

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