Hideyaface (El-P Mix) Prefuse 73 (Ft. El-P & Ghostface Killah)

[Intro: Ghostface Killah (El-P)]
Yeah, nothin' but fly beats runnin' float
Around here and shit, about to pop off all (from outta
The robes, to the new world)
It's about to pop off, (Ghostface and Lazer Face
And you never seen this shit before) Hide ya face, yo
I told y'all niggas it's about to pop (hide ya face)
Here we go, come on man, New York, we got y'all niggas up top
(Fuck this, hide ya face) Hold me down, Brooklyn

[Verse 1: Ghostface Killah]
Yo, this is Ghostface, Theodore, I'm magically suspicious
Police try to get money and sell my pictures
To the star ledger (tell 'em) inquirin' minds wanna know
How Pretty Tone get robes as soft as snow
Where the bird go? That shit flew south for the winter
Why my piece hold the face, the size of plates at dinner
Was Masquerade a true story? (yep) What happened to the Clan?
Did I really dodge death? Am I the true Ironman?

[Verse 2: El-P]
Yo, this is Lazer Face, El Producto, Funcrusher, dance to this
I leg sweepin', runnin' man stance, with my contaminate
Spit that, hardly arty, semi-retarded and brawny
Ungodly stoppin' me, put holes in your body heat (bangin')
Abort your eminence front with a coat hanger
That lick off, of the set of altercation without anger
Oh is that the shit you runnin' with? Equip this with a pair of scissors
Cook coke with a Brooklyn word poet, with Tony the Iron Wizard