Letra de No Face - Ghostface Killah

(Feat. Kanye West)

Yeah

Started in the kitchen

Watchin' Good Times and What's Happening and all that good shit

Eatin' oatmeal, shoutout you Zion Zamir, that's right

They asked me where I get my soul from

Let's go, yeah

Jackson 5 shit

This is it

Yo, uh-huh, right, yeah

Ayo, niggas wanna clap me, monkey see, monkey do

I'm comin' with black gloves to snub his old chunky, too

African gold dentals, iced out medals

I seen niggas get murked by the heels of stilettos

I blam one nigga and watch the other die by the echo

I had dots on darkskin niggas that look like freckles

Pay homage, my Islamic, my wrist timeless

I threw up rhymes in my Campbell's soup, I seen in my vomit

It's a world premiere, 'mere

I limp when I'm draggin' to Saudi, it's down to here, here

Holdin' bricks, where, where?

My man got eighty-five to life and that's years, years

Same day he spit at the judge and threw a chair, chair

Over large cake

You know it's on, checkmate

You can get spun, just like a mixtape

Plus, we take down your squadron, we mobbin', we goblin

Just a kid with a no face

That can take form just like a snowflake

No reusable hammers, they all throwaways

Yeah, we can get blammers and hammers, do damage and—

Me and Ghost in a ski mask

I was chillin' there, layin', Chilean like sea bass

And nobody was askin' her

Pussy, don't even fix your lips like labiaplasty-a

Welfare, got all the bread

I'm sad, I need some head

I might tell you you the one while I'm hittin' it

'Til I post-nut, cum to my senses

I tried to meditate, I tried to medicate

She had two phones, thought she was Kevin Gates

She was lyin' 'bout it, then she came clean

I was so mad, I fucked her so hard, she came clean

Got that new rrrrt, it's a May-bay-bay

She got that new bag, it's a Chay-nay-nay

I take it too far, I take it way-way-way

I pull up Cougar, out a ca-a-age

Over large cake

You know it's on, checkmate

You can get spun, just like a mixtape

Plus, we take down your squadron, we mobbin', we goblin

Just a kid with a no face

That can take form just like a snowflake

No reusable hammers, they all throwaways

Yeah, we can get blammers and hammers, do damage and—

I'm like a Nobu Street activist, flooded with shines

Jackson 5 before Motowns, I get better with time

Run up in the big gambling spots, cockin' it back

I'm talkin' Agnes, Agatha, Jermaine and Jack

VVS's on custom watches that's made from scratch

My birthstone is like a Easter egg, an emerald fact

My flawless game, floor seats in the glass, it came

It's a glass of July sun, beat the odds in Vegas

We shook the coke for the big lumps and the Pyrex strainers

Ran up in housing who had work, we disguised as painters

Pop like bitches with fake asses that leak like drainage

Our language, too much money, we can't explain it

Over large cake

You know it's on, checkmate

You can get spun, just like a mixtape

Plus, we take down your squadron, we mobbin', we goblin

Just a kid with a no face

That can take form just like a snowflake

No reusable hammers, they all throwaways

Yeah, we can get blammers and hammers, do damage and—

Yeah

I'd like to thank all the MC's across New York

Bronx, Brooklyn, Harlem

Queens, Long Island

Givin' birth to Pretty Tone out here in Staten Island

We be wildin', nigga, that's right

Writin' these rhymes in red ink, nigga, with the red light on

Cornered back in the days, you heard

Forty ounce kingpins, nigga, word

Those were the days and shit, gettin' that money

Wu-Tang for life, yacht city

Holla at me

Call me or somethin', nigga (One)

Fosho, we dirty in this here

We done murdered this shit

R.I.P

Fuck outta here

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