Good Times

[Intro: Ghostface Killah]

Allah himself

Man, woman, child

The Book of Life

Starks Enterprise!

[Verse 1: Ghostface Killah]

Ayo, check out the rap kingpin, the black Jesus

I know a few niggas sniff coke and caught seizures

Peace to 10,000 seaters and all y'all pretty ass Libras

My Tommy dick'll blow y'all to pieces

I love fuckin' with y'all I got the George Jeff walk

Look how I dance, favorful robes, bows and all sorts

Hold on, who turned the lights on?

One, two, my mic on?

Preach on, brother, that's that bullshit, right on

Crackhead, stop it, dope pusher, stop it

The father sent me a message and I came to drop it

The profit is to love each other

Michael Jordan, Jackson, Cosby money, Oprah

They got our Mother, go get Africa!

[Verse 2: Lord Superb]

Hominy grits, welfare cheese

Roach clips, WIC check day the first and the fifth

What, Ghost?

[Verse 3: Ghostface Killah & (Lord Superb)]

Fuck y'all niggas and fuck y'all bitches and

Fuck the pictures y'all takin, fuck the whip you in

Starsky bring home the dough now the show is over

(It's over) It's over? (It's over) It's over?

[Verse 4: Lord Superb]

Timberland, crack snorkels, jewels, cash insurance

Tahoes, fly clothes and Ferragamos

Five plus five O's, one plus nine O's

Save our self, reach our goals

[Verse 5: Ghostface Killah]

What if the Bible wasn't good and good was bad, as bad as it should

It matters, feed 'em proper food the wonders that Allah will do

Maybe he'll discover you, look I'm like a couple jewels

Ticketron was sold out plus the Garden loved the way I move

People see me, G. Deini, hit Beenie on the cell, see me?

You need me, you read me, Casanova, get that weed to me

The champ be the vigilante, ask me what the circumstance be

In me like Marcus Camby, hear me, I fuck with family

Dons, chew on this, the hit list got

All of your names, so y'all lames is hist'

I kissed the bangin-est bitch (all night) that's famous for her tits

Not that tall doofy chick in your hood called Sticks

Come on!

[Verse 6: Lord Superb]

Bentleys with sharp shoes

Similac, Huggies, big Shazam jewels

[Verse 7: Raekwon]

Infrared shootin' at niggas, we back, execution, niggas

Markin it mummy, he money, he fly bummy, super wizzes

Look like Luther bitches, still catches ill inventions

Strength, real niggas rollin' blizzies, fearless ninjas

So illa, four-wheeler, promotin' like Benz dealer

Instiller, get real for hugs, let's chill feel I'm ill with color

Yo bakin', straight cake, lay it on my favorite aces

Fuck all your understatements

Battle us? Battle gauges

[Verse 8: Lord Superb]

A big mansion, real product of the shrimp scampi

Sail boat, big yacht, and beige Hummer

Summer home, big stones and cologne

Remember heroes? I guess them corner days is gone

Mommy got a house, Daddy got a house

Granny got a house, we moved out

That's right, we moved out

Now that's what I'm talkin about

[Verse 9: Ghostface Killah]

Smackin' all y'all stars and chumps

Gettin' cash in the larger sums

Shootin' dice in the church with nuns

We come with the biggest guns