Ghostface Killah - One(2000)

[00:00.41] (Feat. T.M.F.)
[00:01.77] [Intro: Ghostface, (Big Trife)]
[00:02.22] Yo, yeah {"New Ghostface!"}
[00:03.92] Yeah, to glorious days {"one"}
[00:05.24] Yeah God, check it out y'all
[00:07.16] We back, yes yes y'all {"one"}
[00:10.37] (Fake roller derbies)
[00:11.59] Yeah, masked avengers
[00:13.18] We're here to sharpen your sword {"one"}
[00:15.32] All praises due to T.M.F., Wu-Tang Clan
[00:18.83] Scream on it, Ghost
[00:20.38] [Ghostface]
[00:20.68] Aiyyo, we at the weedgate, waitin for Jake
[00:22.60] We want eight ravioli bags, two thirsty villians yelling bellyaches {"one"}
[00:26.30] Heavyweight rhyme writers hittin the grass
[00:28.66] Stash the right bitch, pull out his kite from this white bitch {"one"}
[00:31.73] Talkin bout, "Dear Ghost, you the only nigga I know
[00:34.47] Like when the cops come, you never hide your toast" {"one"}
[00:37.22] Guests started mashing, CVL, Ice Water battlion
[00:40.45] Past tense place to gold caskets {"one"}
[00:42.45] Dru Hill bitches, specialist loungin at the mosk
[00:45.68] Suede cufy, Rabbi come dig up a dentist {"one"}
[00:47.87] Rhymes is made of garlic, never in the target
[00:49.96] When the NARC's hit, rumor is you might start to spit {"one"}
[00:52.87] You nice Lord, sweet daddy Grace, wind lifted
[00:55.76] On the dancefloor, mangos is free followed by Ghost {"one"}
[00:58.32] Dug behind monument cakes, we never half-baked
[01:00.61] Alaskan, cess-capade, pushin new court dates {"one"}
[01:04.25] Trauma, hands is like candy canes, lay my balls on ice
[01:06.84] The branches in my weed be the vein {"one"}
[01:09.08] Swimsuit issue, darts sent truly from the heart, boo, I miss you
[01:12.46] See daddy rock a wristful {"one"}
[01:14.59] Moder-en slave God, graveyard spells, fog your goggles
[01:17.12] Layin like needles in the hospital {"one"}
[01:19.98] Five steps to conquer, Ax Vernon debt, big ass whistle
[01:22.63] Ziploc your ear, here thistle {"one"}
[01:25.18] [T.M.F. - both]
[01:25.45] To my real bitches take your drawers off
[01:27.13] To all my high niggas, snatch her skirt off {"one"}
[01:29.87] Just in case she wanna play, get up in that bitch face
[01:32.67] And tell her Ghost said, "Take your clothes off!" {"one"}
[01:35.35] [Ghostface]
[01:35.66] Aiyyo, the Devil planted fear inside the black babies
[01:38.46] Fifty cent sodas in the hood, they goin crazy {"one"}
[01:41.15] Dead meat placed on the shelves, we eat cold cuts
[01:43.66] Fast from the heart y'all, and GROW UP {"one"}
[01:46.22] Aiyyo, crash thru, break the glass, Tony with the goalie mask
[01:48.89] That's the pass, heavy ice Roley layin on the dash {"one"}
[01:52.03] Love the grass, cauliflower hurtin when I dumped the trash
[01:54.65] Sour mash surgeon, heavy glass up at the Wally bash {"one"}
[01:56.64] Sunsplash, autograph blessin with your name slashed
[02:00.18] Backdraft, four-pounders screamin with the pearly hats {"one"}
[02:02.63] Children fix the contrast as the sound clashes
[02:04.92] Mrs. Dash, sprinkle wit her icicle eyelash {"one"}
[02:07.84] Ask Cap or Pendergrass for backstage passes
[02:10.41] Special guest, no more Johnny Blaze, Johnny Mattress {"one"}
[02:13.49] Acrobat, run up on that Love Jones actress
[02:16.17] Distract the cat while I'm high sugar get a crack at this {"one"}
[02:18.62] Dickin down Oprah, jumprope, David Dinkins
[02:21.64] Watch the Black mayor of DC, hit them open
[02:23.82] Tangerine sofa, two super soakers in the Rover
[02:26.62] Hit the sport's bar, tell a young lady to bend over {"one"}
[02:29.89] Meditated yoga, powder ball, dancin with the vulture
[02:32.11] Castor Troy layin for Travolta {"one"}
[02:34.74] Yo, switch the lingo, five-nine-seventy
[02:37.77] God glow, seven-fifteen, fall be heavenly {"one"}
[02:40.05] Aiyyo, the Devil planted fear inside the black babies
[02:42.52] Fifty cent sodas in the hood, they goin crazy {"one"}
[02:45.32] Dead meat placed on the shelves, we eat cold cuts
[02:48.18] Fast from the heart y'all, and GROW UP {"one"}
[02:50.39] [Outro: Ghostface, (Trey-Mack), ]
[02:51.20] Aiyyo, Wu-Tang Clan, T.M.F. in the motherfuckin joint
[02:54.33] We all connect as {"one"}
[02:56.16] (Aw shit, baby) Straight up and down y'all
[02:58.56] (Staple-town, y'all) Yo, how many girls you gotta fuck, yo? {"one"}
[03:01.59] (Ah-hah, knowI'msayin? Trey-Mack, what?)
[03:03.62] How many nuts you might bust? {"one"}
[03:06.78] Haha, straight up and down
[03:09.08] {"one"}
[03:12.76] (How many shots?) {"one"}
[03:18.03] {"one"}
[03:21.53] (That's it) Word up
[03:22.34] How many cakes we bake, y'all? {"one"}
[03:23.67] (Yo, yo, yo) {"one"}
[03:26.95] (Aw shit, haha) {"one"}
[03:32.49] {"one"}
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