Nutmeg Lyrics

Nutmeg lyrics

[Ghostface] 

 Yeah.. whassup y'all, whassup? 

 This is Ghostface, straight from Staten Island 

 You know.. I don't really mean no harm.. 

 but it just happens you know 

 when I step approach a motherfuckin wack nigga.. 

 that tryin to spit his darts and can't spit 'em 

 Check it out though.. aiyyo.. 

 

 Scientific, my hand kissed it 

 Robotic let's think optimistic 

 You probably missed it, watch me dolly dick it 

 Scotty watty cop it to me, big microphone hippie 

 Hit Poughkepsie crispy chicken verbs throw up a stone richie 

 Chop the O, sprinkle a lil' snow inside a Optimo 

 Swing the John McEnroe, rap rock'n'roll 

 Tidy Bowl, gung-ho pro, Starsky with the gumsole 

 Hit the rump slow, parole kids, live Rapunzel 

 but Ton' stizzy really high, the vivid laser eye guide 

 Jump in the Harley ride, Clarks I freak a lemon pie 

 I'm bout it, bout it - Lord forgive me, Ms. Sally shouted 

 Tracey got shot in the face, my house was overcrowded 

 You fake cats done heard it first 

 On how I shitted on your turf 

 at times, Cuban Link verse yo 

 Check out the rap kingpin, summertime fine jewelry drippin 

 Face in the box, I seen your ear twitchin 

 As soon as I drove off, Cap' came to me with three sawed-offs 

 Give one to Rae', let's season they broth 

 Lightning rod fever heaters, knock-kneeder Sheeba for hiva 

 Diva got rocked from the receiver bleeder 

 Portfolio, lookin fancy in the pantry 

 My man got bigger dimes son, your shit is scampi 

 Base that, throw what's in your mouth, don't waste that 

 See Ghost lampin in the throne with King Tut hat 

 Straight off 

 

 Yeah.. yeah.. 

 I just wan't y'all niggaz 

 to smack all y'all niggaz, and niggarettes 

 Universal death threats, yeah 

 This be the God Body, yeah no doubt 

 Judge Wise 

 

 Aiyyo spiced out Calvin Coolidge, loungin with 7 duelers 

 The Great Adventures of Slick, lickin with 6 rugers 

 Rock those, big boy Bulotti's out of Woodridge 

 Porch for the biggest beer, season giraffe ribs 

 Rotissiere ropes, hickory scented mint scented glaze 

 Perfected find truth within self, let's smoke 

 All hail to my hands, 50 thou' appraisal 

 Dirty nose with the nasal drip, click flipped on fam 

 Dancin with Blanch and them bitches, flickin goose pictures 

 Kick down the ace of spades, snatch Jack riches 

 Olsive compulsive lies flies with my name on it 

 Dick made the cover now count, how many veins on it 

 Scooby snack jurassic plastic gas booby trap 

 Ten years workin for me, you wanna tap shit? 

 Bung bung bung! Your bell went rung rung rung! 

 Staple-Land's where the ambulance don't come 

 

 Yeah, you see what I mean? 

 You see what I mean, you motherfuckin crybabies? 

 Get in line punk! You should be studyin your odds 

 instead of studyin me! 

 That's how you lost your first job punk 

 Now get in line, for you get your lil' thick-ass tossed up! 

 Shit! I studied under Bruce Lee nigga 

 He was on the fourth, I was on the third 

 

 [RZA] 

 Pass me a honey-dipped spliff, black mental cause continental drift 

 One whiff of Pow U gets my Divine stiff 

 Brick rock, late night, hear the tick tock of my clock 

 I used to run up and pick, a crab lock 

 Hit his stash, dip back, to the Lab, make him flip 

 Uptown, BOO-DOOP, now we back on your ass 

 Incognito, fatal aikido blow, pop a needle 

 Dick a knock-knee hoe, bust out her fetal 

 Nine inch long strong, Bobby pop the bitch thongs 

 Spit on her, then I banged on my chest like Kong King 

 Merciless Meng, point the killa bee sting 

 ring DINGS, right through your head BING 

 Snap the wing off of bats, my battleaxe tongue hacks tracks 

 Once the ball drop, I'ma snatch ten jacks 

 Pass the crack to a niggarette, puff a looseleaf cigarette 

 while your man search the internet for +Bob Digitech in Stereo+ 

 Crazy as Shapiro 

 Multiply myself ten times standin next to zero 

 And snap my fingers like the Fonz 

 and bag me a golden bronze skinned girl with the honey blonde 

 dip hair, make a nigga flip in his chair 

 Had the armpit shaved off perfect with the Nair 

 Stomach fat as a pancake for her man's sake 

 Used to fuck her when she menestraute 

 but it made her hyperventilate 

 

 [Ghostface] 

 BROOKLYN! 

 I know, I know, I know, I know 

 QUEENS! 

 I know, I know, I know, I know 

 SHAOLIN! 

 I know, I know, I know, I know 

 I know, I know, I know, I know, I know 

 BRONX! 

 I know, I know, I know, I know 

 JERSEY! 

 I know, I know, I know 

 LONG ISLAND! 

 I know, I know, I know, I know 

 I know, I know, I know, BREAK IT DOWN!