Trench Zin-Zeta (Ft. Ghostface Killah)

[Hook - Ghostface Killah]

I will take my time in the bushes, right
Pay the people no mind like I'm crooked, right
Shoot a nigga on down, do him somethin' right
He on the floor, telling Scrams, "Yo, I see the light!"

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[Verse 1]

In the trenches with a trench gun
Got my henchmen and your stepson
Heard you're rich, boy - cut a check, shun
It's the thirty-first, and I got to pay my rent, son
Pop a nigga's face just for ice-grillin'
Actin' hard like you're Vegeta... think twice, Krillin
Give the burners to your wife's children
And make'em shoot their step-pops 'til them tykes learn to like killin'
I make pussy-ass niggas become killers
I could turn a smart, phony nigga dumb-realer
I'll rob the key to your safe
And run off with your skinny bitch and throw some meat on her face
I'm crazy enough to slump you in a shed
Then grab your girl, and hump the bitch with pumpernickel bread
Pipe her doggy-style until I come all on her legs
And then bust her in the head with a peg and heroin eggs
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