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Ghostface Killah

Dennis Coles (born May 9, 1970), better known by his stage name Ghostface Killah, is an American rapper and prominent member of the Wu-Tang Clan. After the group achieved breakthrough success in the aftermath of Enter the Wu-Tang (36 Chambers), the members went on to pursue solo careers to varying levels of success. Ghostface Killah debuted his solo-career with Ironman in 1996, which was well received by music critics. He has continued his success over the following years with critically acclaimed albums such as Supreme Clientele (2000) and FishScale (2006). His stage name was taken from one of the characters in the 1979 kung fu film Mystery of Chessboxing. more »

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V.I.P., thirty bottles and a battle bitch
Smoke, pro-heavy, that's the ratchet
Russian diamonds, the wrist sparkle like chandeliers
Photoshoot on glass roofs, (?)
I turned cameras out, I'm harder than steel luggage
Catch a flick of me, on your 'droid, the film won't develop
You heard? I said the fuckin' film won't develop
Talkin' like you got style
I just came selling grape Clarks and plum robes, unexplainable
Got the club at a certain farehenheit, (?)
See me mean muggin', I'm thinkin' 'bout flamin' you
Even when I don't speak, I'm still entertainin' you
Back of the club is where you found me
Surrounded by killers, with a bunch of women with very big heinies
Back of the club is where you find me
Two steppin, feel like DeJ Loaf, dare you to try me

Six minutes, hit a lick
Six minutes, sold a brick
Six minutes, made it flip, that's six minutes
Six minutes, took your bitch
Six minutes, got you hit
Six minutes, our niggas rich, keep the stick
Six minutes, hit a lick
Six minutes, sold a brick
Six minutes, made it flip, that's six minutes
Six minutes, took your bitch
Six minutes, got you hit
Six minutes, our niggas rich (yo), keep the stick nigga

Yo, I hit the bird like Randy Johnson
Put a nigga in the box like my name Swanson
A bunch of TV dealers
An array of mine, my heat in the street, we winners
See these vintage, these is real life killers over here
Y'all pretend shit, stay the f*ck away from me
Bullet for bullet, my nigga, you don't wanna trade with me
It's grown man B out over here, don't play with me
More bottles to the rich section (section)
Shawty cute, little storage in the mid section
Fantasized on a chick for a quick second
The beat king is skeet all up the mid section (yeah)
Hallelujah to the whole building
Rest in peace to the party and the whole ceiling
We turn heads like a thermostat
Come through heavy, my lil' niggas go to war with that

Six minutes, hit a lick
Six minutes, sold a brick
Six minutes, made it flip, that's six minutes
Six minutes, took your bitch
Six minutes, got you hit
Six minutes, our niggas rich, keep the stick
Six minutes, hit a lick
Six minutes, sold a brick
Six minutes, made it flip, that's six minutes
Six minutes, took your bitch
Six minutes, got you hit
Six minutes, our niggas rich (yo), keep the stick
Nigga

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