[Hook: Ghostface Killah]
War, we run these streets like a renegade
Get that gwap, til the rent is paid
Hunt my prey, in the Cavalcade
Revenge is got, when the boss is slayed
War, we run these streets like a renegade
Get that gwap, til the rent is paid
Hunt my prey, in the Cavalcade
Revenge is got, when the boss is slayed
[Verse 1: Ghostface Killah]
Aiyo, what up homie, it's Tony, revenge is so sweet
And I move with artillery, roaming the streets
My guns is ginormous, bullets is heatseeking
Big Brother got the eye on me, I watch how I'm speaking
And I move like a porn star in charm school
I stick everything I see, but I only take jewels
And cash rules, pills and that cocaine powder
I ain't a man, I'm a killer, obsessed with power
And revenge, I don't need friends and shiesty activities
Move alone through the City that they call Liberty
And trust nobody but my bullets and my shotty
Carjack a fool twist his limbs like pilates
Ox' him, buck 50 stitch him, Chinatown Wars
I chop 'em up like rice in the kitchen
It's a bad decision, starting beef with the butcher
He ain't a bleeder, I pop him son, your man is a gusher
War, we run these streets like a renegade
Get that gwap, til the rent is paid
Hunt my prey, in the Cavalcade
Revenge is got, when the boss is slayed
War, we run these streets like a renegade
Get that gwap, til the rent is paid
Hunt my prey, in the Cavalcade
Revenge is got, when the boss is slayed
[Verse 1: Ghostface Killah]
Aiyo, what up homie, it's Tony, revenge is so sweet
And I move with artillery, roaming the streets
My guns is ginormous, bullets is heatseeking
Big Brother got the eye on me, I watch how I'm speaking
And I move like a porn star in charm school
I stick everything I see, but I only take jewels
And cash rules, pills and that cocaine powder
I ain't a man, I'm a killer, obsessed with power
And revenge, I don't need friends and shiesty activities
Move alone through the City that they call Liberty
And trust nobody but my bullets and my shotty
Carjack a fool twist his limbs like pilates
Ox' him, buck 50 stitch him, Chinatown Wars
I chop 'em up like rice in the kitchen
It's a bad decision, starting beef with the butcher
He ain't a bleeder, I pop him son, your man is a gusher
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