One lyrics
Song information
Artist: Ghostface Killah
Album: Supreme Clientele
Lyrics
Yeah, to glorious days {"one"}
Yeah god, check it out y'all
We back, yes yes y'all {"one"}
(Fake roller derbies)
Yeah, masked avengers
We're here to sharpen your sword {"one"}
All praises due to t.m.f., wu-tang clan
Scream on it, ghost
[Ghostface]
Aiyyo, we at the weedgate, waitin for jake
We want eight ravioli bags, two thirsty villians yelling bellyaches {"one"}
Heavyweight rhyme writers hittin the grass
Stash the right bitch, pull out his kite from this white bitch {"one"}
Talkin bout, "dear ghost, you the only nigga I know
Like when the cops come, you never hide your toast" {"one"}
Guests started mashing, cvl, ice water battlion
Past tense place to gold caskets {"one"}
Dru hill bitches, specialist loungin at the mosk
Suede cufy, rabbi come dig up a dentist {"one"}
Rhymes is made of garlic, never in the target
When the narc's hit, rumor is you might start to spit {"one"}
You nice lord, sweet daddy grace, wind lifted
On the dancefloor, mangos is free followed by ghost {"one"}
Dug behind monument cakes, we never half-baked
Alaskan, cess-capade, pushin new court dates {"one"}
Trauma, hands is like candy canes, lay my balls on ice
The branches in my weed be the vein {"one"}
Swimsuit issue, darts sent truly from the heart, boo, I miss you
See daddy rock a wristful {"one"}
Moder-en slave god, graveyard spells, fog your goggles
Layin like needles in the hospital {"one"}
Five steps to conquer, ax vernon debt, big ass whistle
Ziploc your ear, here thistle {"one"}
[T.m.f. - both]
To my real bitches take your drawers off
To all my high niggas, snatch her skirt off {"one"}
Just in case she wanna play, get up in that bitch face
And tell her ghost said, "take your clothes off!" {"one"}
[Ghostface]
Aiyyo, the devil planted fear inside the black babies
Fifty cent sodas in the hood, they goin crazy {"one"}
Dead meat placed on the shelves, we eat cold cuts
Fast from the heart y'all, and grow up {"one"}
Aiyyo, crash thru, break the glass, tony with the goalie mask
That's the pass, heavy ice roley layin on the dash {"one"}
Love the grass, cauliflower hurtin when I dumped the trash
Sour mash surgeon, heavy glass up at the wally bash {"one"}
Sunsplash, autograph blessin with your name slashed
Backdraft, four-pounders screamin with the pearly hats {"one"}
Children fix the contrast as the sound clashes
Mrs. dash, sprinkle wit her icicle eyelash {"one"}
Ask cap or pendergrass for backstage passes
Special guest, no more johnny blaze, johnny mattress {"one"}
Acrobat, run up on that love jones actress
Distract the cat while I'm high sugar get a crack at this {"one"}
Dickin down oprah, jumprope, david dinkins
Watch the black mayor of dc, hit them open
Tangerine sofa, two super soakers in the rover
Hit the sport's bar, tell a young lady to bend over {"one"}
Meditated yoga, powder ball, dancin with the vulture
Castor troy layin for travolta {"one"}
Yo, switch the lingo, five-nine-seventy
God glow, seven-fifteen, fall be heavenly {"one"}
Aiyyo, the devil planted fear inside the black babies
Fifty cent sodas in the hood, they goin crazy {"one"}
Dead meat placed on the shelves, we eat cold cuts
Fast from the heart y'all, and grow up {"one"}
[Outro: ghostface, (trey-mack), <big trife>]
Aiyyo, wu-tang clan, t.m.f. in the motherfuckin joint
We all connect as {"one"}
(Aw shit, baby) straight up and down y'all
(Staple-town, y'all) yo, how many girls you gotta fuck, yo? {"one"}
(Ah-hah, knowI'msayin? trey-mack, what?) <shaolin, staple-town, b>
How many nuts you might bust? {"one"}
Haha, straight up and down
≪staple drop a nigga, yo> {"one"}
(How many shots?) {"one"}
≪gunnin for the dome and it only takes...> {"one"}
(That's it) word up
How many cakes we bake, y'all? {"one"}
(Yo, yo, yo) <how many l's we smoke?> {"one"}
(Aw shit, haha) <...at a time, nigga?> {"one"}
≪at a time, you know how we do, at a time...> {"one"}