دانلود آهنگ Beat The Clock از Ghostface Killah

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[Intro: Ghostface Killah]Aiyo, Ghost, what's up nigga?This "Supreme" talkin' to you and shitYou caught me all the way in Staten Island to see youBeat the two minute and thirty seven second clockSuprise: time started already, muthafuckaSay that shit, nigga[Ghostface Killah]I'mma say it, don't get mad, y'all, I throw my darts sidewaysShoot 'em up, bang, bang, through me babyLovely lady, fuck the spades, drive the kid crazyBefore I go to bed, an hour laterPeople be talkin', I feed dolphinsMy defense'll fly the coop off your mean officeMy skills is a fortune, robbin' leech out a suite auctionTeach then fall off the greatest, fuck what they sayCuz we against the abortions, and weLay low-oh-oh, silent those clowin' foesGot them clothes for his new feud in the roadWe them Fat Albert, spot runnin' '86 crack viles and picturesLookin' all suspicous, I'm out..[Interlude: Ghostface Killah]Aiyo, hold up! What the fuck you stop for?(I got somethin' in my--) Nah, you can't be stoppin', gWhat the fuck you ain't got -- aiyo, you buggin' and shitSon, you gotta hurry the fuck upTime is runnin' nigga, come! What the fuck??[Ghostface Killah]I work magic out of liquor storeGive me a dollar and I turn that bitch into fiveAnd all I need is one more, to get things startedGet retarded, and once you -- I'mma fix these artistsTake 'em one by one, tie 'em up, line 'em upTreat 'em like a cigar, fire them niggaz upThey be up in the club, six/three tree'd upWith them young 'keds with their gear all beat upThis is how I'mma kill 'em with four lines leftHold your breath, say my name five times it's take's practice, yoDecap' him with sayin' my name, it's like matches, yoIt's time to fuck up on account in a house, or blow[Interlude: Ghostface Killah]Na-na-na-na-na, nah, nah, fuck that four-line shitYou cheatin' and shit, I ain't come here for all that(I'm tired, though lord, what the fuck)What you mean you tired and shit, g?You suppose to be that nigga, nigga then show meIf you that nigga! Then show me, nigga![Ghostface Killah]I hold a mic like I'm Gail SailsHoppin' over chairs like O.J., my rushin' yardsThem pen, how the meter sprayHappy wife-beater day, don't touch my, cheeba hayGet off my D-I, then go C the K's (case)'Scuse me Mr. D.J., please play "Fish"Or that "CherChez", live meeting, ten four, may day-may dayCallin' all cars, callin' all carsWe have an APB on Starks and Trife the GodWe left the jewelry store, feelin' like we left the morgueWe was frozen, and I brought an iced out TrojanThat's for pussies whose golden, who got Toney wide openI put my ring up to my man's waves and seen an oceanMove like a wolf, kid, in sheep's clothingSnatch the money bag off the milk truck and kept boatingI be potent like ibuprofen, I be coastin'With two shotties on me, in your grimiest lobby smokin'[Outro: Ghostface Killah]This muthafucka made the clock!Mutha-- where the fuck?Yo, you be cheatin', mutha-, you be cheatin'That's that Staten Island, bullshitTheodore... you know you might be a GhostBut you ain't Houdini, muthafucka!

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