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Milk ’Em (Album Version) - Ghostface Killah and Trife da God
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Milk ’Em (Album Version) Ghostface Killah and Trife da God

Milk ’Em (Album Version) - Ghostface Killah and Trife da God
[Intro: Ghostface Killah]
Kinda dusty
Dusty...

[Verse 1: Ghostface Killah]
Yo, with this game come alotta hate, but there's alotta snakes
Niggas see the size of my dish, and wanna pick a plate
Thinkin’ I'mma fold under pressure, y'all wanna see me break
Had these niggas skating on ice, doing a figure eight
Twelve years strong in the game, y’all can't touch me
I must be, made out of steel, y'all can't crush me
Watch how I paint this picture, into a mixture
With symbolic words, when they merge they form a scripture
Tone be that nigga, I belong in the dictio'
'Nary, necessary that my robes is furry
Picture me, in the King's chair blowin' on bark
With four queens holding toothbrushes, scrubbin’ my Clarks
Feedin’ me grapes, give me style shakes, Frosted Flakes
Flood the plate, twenty four karats that intake
I'm all over the globe, like water in moat
Cocaine cookouts over portable stoves

[Hook: Ghostface Killah]
Watch how we milk ’em this year
Ya'll niggas straight soft, like silk in this here
My niggas came off, ran hard for 10 years
But this time around, we got a new sound for deaf ears
Things is different, now time's is changing
So it's a new direction that my rhymes is aimed in
It’s more than entertainment, it's hip hop
The way that we walk, the way that we talk
It's our language
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