Set It Off Ghostface Killah

(featuring Trife)

[Big Daddy Kane sample]
In control and effect
So what the heck, rock the discoteque

[Ghostface Killah]
Bring all the hammers and the buchanans
My click ran in and acted as blazin' as though we still standin'
Spot raid of Rich Gannon, I play the bench standin'
Front of them snitch cameras, blow up your bitch Hannon
Give her a quick chance to kiss glance
In the mix, I saw the bitch sniffin', just dance
Slept on a peel, then broke her wrist, and burnt her quick
And stopped her wish, one of my wig pushed in
Ghostface is local, slick murder shit with a new rhyme hustle
Still bust you, f**k you, head bust you, respect my muscle
Like a mean hooker, I'm not gonna tussle, I'll cut you
And that goes for any nigga who think that they better than me
Punch in his face, f**k him up mentally
Real robe and pop my throne
Pop a cop if he show signs of any kinda stop my flow
This is real life lyricist, never a witness
See me clappin' the tools, improve my wrist
The dude is, the ruger is super steel
Fall back, take a look at my face, for real
My attempts to kill, sent a gate to chills
When his brain hit the windshields, brake ills