[{"id":12146477,"name":"Be Easy","trackName":"Be Easy","artistName":"Ghostface Killah","albumName":"Best of Ghostface Killah","duration":201.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Intro: Ghostface Killah]\nYeah... what's happpening New York City?\nIt's ya boy Ghost in the muthafuckin' house tonight\n(\"Don't fuck with Ghost, you'll feel sorry\")\nNahwhatimean? We about to get it popping, let's go!\nYo! Yo!\n\n[Chorus: Ghostface Killah]\nTell your crew to be easy, niggaz run around\nWith them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay\nGet word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's\nIn the house, put the record on replay\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nGet your nose blowned off by the fifth, uh\nYou wanna be there, layin' all stiff, uh\nEverytime you go uptown, you get jipped, uh\nThat's karma, boy, running your lip, uh\nYou be fronting like you got a bunch of chicks, uh\nYou be at home, nigga, beating your dick, uh\nI'm in the club with the chipped up wrist, uh\nYou at the bar, whoadie, drinkin' my piss, uh\nThe yellow shit, and the bottle ain't Crys', son\nYou turned your muthafuckin' head, nigga, we switched 'em\nYou just mad cause I'm hittin' your sister\nYou in the other room, huh, you couldn't sleep, uh\nPop a lotta shit without that liquor, yup\nWe mind seat up, so take our picture\nI'm like the boogeyman, nigga, I'll get ya\nWhether now or later, afterlife, or switcher\n\n[Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\nYeah, oh shit, aiyo Tone hurry up and get 'em, nigga\nYou knowhatimean, it's about to pop off!\nYa'll niggaz clear the fucking floor\nGet the fuck out the way, come on!\n\n[Chorus]\n\n[Trife Da God] (Ghostface Killah) {both}\nYo, it's Tone in the building (the teams in the building)\nNiggaz wanna beef {what up, what up, what up}\nWe packed to the ceiling (we constantly chilling)\nWe can cause {we could, we shoot, we slice, we cut}\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nShimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yea, now\nYes, my birthday, landed in nay, now\nPeace to Dirt Dog, I'm back like deja vu\nLeave your girl around me, I will bag your boo\nAhh, you bitch niggaz better listen up\nAnybody front, paramedics gonna pick 'em up\nThey try to save you, sware to God, I hit the nurse up\nLike \"Nah, doc, he look better in a herse truck\"\nI tried to ignore it, his people saw it\nI ain't the type of dude you go to war with\nMy polo gun yo, will crack the floor shit\nWhen the heat's on, you know I draw it\nI had his number down, Toney just called it\n\n[Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\nYo, aiyo, Pete Rock, good looking nigga!\nStaten Island, yo Theodore! What's the deal\nSlap me one of the ratchets, I'm about to go in! Yo!\n\n[Chorus]\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nGotta get that cheese, gotta pimp that V\nGotta burn those leaves, and uh\nPretty Tone make the girls say please\nDaddy work that d, put it in and be eas' and uh\nSo what, come on, now some of y'all people\nMight know me from my wallabies\nPretty bitches got my number, y'all can dial me\nI stick it up like an iced cake robbery\nAnd when I'm done, y'all can finger nail file me\nFloss the ill robes since Criminology\nSupreme Clientele, put the world on top of me\nYo babe, hurry up, with those collard greens\nI represent S.I., ain't as wild as me\nThey lousy, I'm phat like a pound of cheeba weed brownies\nTone got the powder squeeze, don't surround me\nQuick to pick a honey up, shit, the flow's Bounty\nYa'll can just crown me!\n\n[Outro: Ghostface Killah]\nYeah, that's right\nI like to thank y'all for coming out tonight\nHow y'all like that shit? Youknowhatimean?\nYou really run New York\nThis is that Theodore shit, muthafucker!","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.95] [Intro: Ghostface Killah]\n[00:01.81] Yeah... what's happpening New York City?\n[00:03.67] It's ya boy Ghost in the muthafuckin' house tonight\n[00:08.11] (\"Don't fuck with Ghost, you'll feel sorry\")\n[00:09.96] Nahwhatimean? We about to get it popping, let's go!\n[00:10.88] Yo! Yo!\n[00:15.39] [Chorus: Ghostface Killah]\n[00:17.17] Tell your crew to be easy, niggaz run around\n[00:18.00] With them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay\n[00:20.83] Get word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's\n[00:23.51] In the house, put the record on replay\n[00:25.31] [Ghostface Killah]\n[00:26.28] Get your nose blowned off by the fifth, uh\n[00:28.00] You wanna be there, layin' all stiff, uh\n[00:29.85] Everytime you go uptown, you get jipped, uh\n[00:32.55] That's karma, boy, running your lip, uh\n[00:35.25] You be fronting like you got a bunch of chicks, uh\n[00:37.95] You be at home, nigga, beating your dick, uh\n[00:40.68] I'm in the club with the chipped up wrist, uh\n[00:42.42] You at the bar, whoadie, drinkin' my piss, uh\n[00:45.22] The yellow shit, and the bottle ain't Crys', son\n[00:47.93] You turned your muthafuckin' head, nigga, we switched 'em\n[00:50.68] You just mad cause I'm hittin' your sister\n[00:53.33] You in the other room, huh, you couldn't sleep, uh\n[00:55.10] Pop a lotta shit without that liquor, yup\n[00:57.82] We mind seat up, so take our picture\n[01:00.53] I'm like the boogeyman, nigga, I'll get ya\n[01:03.38] Whether now or later, afterlife, or switcher\n[01:06.07] [Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\n[01:06.95] Yeah, oh shit, aiyo Tone hurry up and get 'em, nigga\n[01:10.59] You knowhatimean, it's about to pop off!\n[01:12.33] Ya'll niggaz clear the fucking floor\n[01:14.17] Get the fuck out the way, come on!\n[01:15.96] [Chorus]\n[01:16.86] [Trife Da God] (Ghostface Killah) {both}\n[01:26.73] Yo, it's Tone in the building (the teams in the building)\n[01:28.55] Niggaz wanna beef {what up, what up, what up}\n[01:30.44] We packed to the ceiling (we constantly chilling)\n[01:33.10] We can cause {we could, we shoot, we slice, we cut}\n[01:35.86] [Ghostface Killah]\n[01:36.77] Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yea, now\n[01:38.51] Yes, my birthday, landed in nay, now\n[01:41.28] Peace to Dirt Dog, I'm back like deja vu\n[01:43.95] Leave your girl around me, I will bag your boo\n[01:46.61] Ahh, you bitch niggaz better listen up\n[01:48.43] Anybody front, paramedics gonna pick 'em up\n[01:51.11] They try to save you, sware to God, I hit the nurse up\n[01:53.97] Like \"Nah, doc, he look better in a herse truck\"\n[01:56.69] I tried to ignore it, his people saw it\n[01:58.49] I ain't the type of dude you go to war with\n[02:00.29] My polo gun yo, will crack the floor shit\n[02:02.02] When the heat's on, you know I draw it\n[02:03.83] I had his number down, Toney just called it\n[02:06.58] [Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\n[02:07.45] Yo, aiyo, Pete Rock, good looking nigga!\n[02:09.24] Staten Island, yo Theodore! What's the deal\n[02:12.80] Slap me one of the ratchets, I'm about to go in! Yo!\n[02:16.49] [Chorus]\n[02:26.43] [Ghostface Killah]\n[02:27.38] Gotta get that cheese, gotta pimp that V\n[02:29.16] Gotta burn those leaves, and uh\n[02:30.92] Pretty Tone make the girls say please\n[02:32.71] Daddy work that d, put it in and be eas' and uh\n[02:35.52] So what, come on, now some of y'all people\n[02:38.29] Might know me from my wallabies\n[02:39.17] Pretty bitches got my number, y'all can dial me\n[02:41.85] I stick it up like an iced cake robbery\n[02:44.54] And when I'm done, y'all can finger nail file me\n[02:47.21] Floss the ill robes since Criminology\n[02:49.05] Supreme Clientele, put the world on top of me\n[02:51.70] Yo babe, hurry up, with those collard greens\n[02:54.48] I represent S.I., ain't as wild as me\n[02:57.26] They lousy, I'm phat like a pound of cheeba weed brownies\n[03:00.88] Tone got the powder squeeze, don't surround me\n[03:02.64] Quick to pick a honey up, shit, the flow's Bounty\n[03:05.38] Ya'll can just crown me!\n[03:07.12] [Outro: Ghostface Killah]\n[03:08.05] Yeah, that's right\n[03:08.96] I like to thank y'all for coming out tonight\n[03:10.71] How y'all like that shit? Youknowhatimean?\n[03:13.45] You really run New York\n[03:14.35] This is that Theodore shit, muthafucker!\n[03:17.03] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Be Easy\n  artist: Ghostface Killah\n  album: Best of Ghostface Killah\n  duration_ms: 201000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '[Intro: Ghostface Killah]'\n  start_ms: 950\n  end_ms: 1810\n- text: Yeah... what's happpening New York City?\n  start_ms: 1810\n  end_ms: 3670\n- text: It's ya boy Ghost in the muthafuckin' house tonight\n  start_ms: 3670\n  end_ms: 8110\n- text: (\"Don't fuck with Ghost, you'll feel sorry\")\n  start_ms: 8110\n  end_ms: 9960\n- text: Nahwhatimean? We about to get it popping, let's go!\n  start_ms: 9960\n  end_ms: 10880\n- text: Yo! 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Yo!\n\n  [Chorus: Ghostface Killah]\n  Tell your crew to be easy, niggaz run around\n  With them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay\n  Get word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's\n  In the house, put the record on replay\n\n  [Ghostface Killah]\n  Get your nose blowned off by the fifth, uh\n  You wanna be there, layin' all stiff, uh\n  Everytime you go uptown, you get jipped, uh\n  That's karma, boy, running your lip, uh\n  You be fronting like you got a bunch of chicks, uh\n  You be at home, nigga, beating your dick, uh\n  I'm in the club with the chipped up wrist, uh\n  You at the bar, whoadie, drinkin' my piss, uh\n  The yellow shit, and the bottle ain't Crys', son\n  You turned your muthafuckin' head, nigga, we switched 'em\n  You just mad cause I'm hittin' your sister\n  You in the other room, huh, you couldn't sleep, uh\n  Pop a lotta shit without that liquor, yup\n  We mind seat up, so take our picture\n  I'm like the boogeyman, nigga, I'll get ya\n  Whether now or later, afterlife, or switcher\n\n  [Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\n  Yeah, oh shit, aiyo Tone hurry up and get 'em, nigga\n  You knowhatimean, it's about to pop off!\n  Ya'll niggaz clear the fucking floor\n  Get the fuck out the way, come on!\n\n  [Chorus]\n\n  [Trife Da God] (Ghostface Killah) {both}\n  Yo, it's Tone in the building (the teams in the building)\n  Niggaz wanna beef {what up, what up, what up}\n  We packed to the ceiling (we constantly chilling)\n  We can cause {we could, we shoot, we slice, we cut}\n\n  [Ghostface Killah]\n  Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yea, now\n  Yes, my birthday, landed in nay, now\n  Peace to Dirt Dog, I'm back like deja vu\n  Leave your girl around me, I will bag your boo\n  Ahh, you bitch niggaz better listen up\n  Anybody front, paramedics gonna pick 'em up\n  They try to save you, sware to God, I hit the nurse up\n  Like \"Nah, doc, he look better in a herse truck\"\n  I tried to ignore it, his people saw it\n  I ain't the type of dude you go to war with\n  My polo gun yo, will crack the floor shit\n  When the heat's on, you know I draw it\n  I had his number down, Toney just called it\n\n  [Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\n  Yo, aiyo, Pete Rock, good looking nigga!\n  Staten Island, yo Theodore! What's the deal\n  Slap me one of the ratchets, I'm about to go in! Yo!\n\n  [Chorus]\n\n  [Ghostface Killah]\n  Gotta get that cheese, gotta pimp that V\n  Gotta burn those leaves, and uh\n  Pretty Tone make the girls say please\n  Daddy work that d, put it in and be eas' and uh\n  So what, come on, now some of y'all people\n  Might know me from my wallabies\n  Pretty bitches got my number, y'all can dial me\n  I stick it up like an iced cake robbery\n  And when I'm done, y'all can finger nail file me\n  Floss the ill robes since Criminology\n  Supreme Clientele, put the world on top of me\n  Yo babe, hurry up, with those collard greens\n  I represent S.I., ain't as wild as me\n  They lousy, I'm phat like a pound of cheeba weed brownies\n  Tone got the powder squeeze, don't surround me\n  Quick to pick a honey up, shit, the flow's Bounty\n  Ya'll can just crown me!\n\n  [Outro: Ghostface Killah]\n  Yeah, that's right\n  I like to thank y'all for coming out tonight\n  How y'all like that shit? Youknowhatimean?\n  You really run New York\n  This is that Theodore shit, muthafucker!\n"},{"id":38538443,"name":"Be Easy (feat. Trife da God)","trackName":"Be Easy (feat. Trife da God)","artistName":"Ghostface Killah","albumName":"Best of Ghostface Killah","duration":201.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah... what's happpening New York City?\nIt's ya boy Ghost in the muthafuckin' house tonight\n(\"Don't fuck with Ghost, you'll feel sorry\")\nNahwhatimean? We about to get it popping, let's go!\nYo! Yo!\n\nTell your crew to be easy, niggaz run around\nWith them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay\nGet word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's\nIn the house, put the record on replay\n\nGet your nose blowned off by the fifth, uh\nYou wanna be there, layin' all stiff, uh\nEverytime you go uptown, you get jipped, uh\nThat's karma, boy, running your lip, uh\nYou be fronting like you got a bunch of chicks, uh\nYou be at home, nigga, beating your dick, uh\nI'm in the club with the chipped up wrist, uh\nYou at the bar, whoadie, drinkin' my piss, uh\nThe yellow shit, and the bottle ain't Crys', son\nYou turned your muthafuckin' head, nigga, we switched 'em\nYou just mad cause I'm hittin' your sister\nYou in the other room, huh, you couldn't sleep, uh\nPop a lotta shit without that liquor, yup\nWe mind seat up, so take our picture\nI'm like the boogeyman, nigga, I'll get ya\nWhether now or later, afterlife, or switcher\n\nYeah, oh shit, aiyo Tone hurry up and get 'em, nigga\nYou knowhatimean, it's about to pop off!\nYa'll niggaz clear the fucking floor\nGet the fuck out the way, come on!\n\nYo, it's Tone in the building (the teams in the building)\nNiggaz wanna beef {what up, what up, what up}\nWe packed to the ceiling (we constantly chilling)\nWe can cause {we could, we shoot, we slice, we cut}\n\nShimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yea, now\nYes, my birthday, landed in nay, now\nPeace to Dirt Dog, I'm back like deja vu\nLeave your girl around me, I will bag your boo\nAhh, you bitch niggaz better listen up\nAnybody front, paramedics gonna pick 'em up\nThey try to save you, sware to God, I hit the nurse up\nLike \"Nah, doc, he look better in a herse truck\"\nI tried to ignore it, his people saw it\nI ain't the type of dude you go to war with\nMy polo gun yo, will crack the floor shit\nWhen the heat's on, you know I draw it\nI had his number down, Toney just called it\n\nYo, aiyo, Pete Rock, good looking nigga!\nStaten Island, yo Theodore! What's the deal\nSlap me one of the ratchets, I'm about to go in! Yo!\n\nGotta get that cheese, gotta pimp that V\nGotta burn those leaves, and uh\nPretty Tone make the girls say please\nDaddy work that d, put it in and be eas' and uh\nSo what, come on, now some of y'all people\nMight know me from my wallabies\nPretty bitches got my number, y'all can dial me\nI stick it up like an iced cake robbery\nAnd when I'm done, y'all can finger nail file me\nFloss the I'll robes since Criminology\nSupreme Clientele, put the world on top of me\nYo babe, hurry up, with those collard greens\nI represent S.I., ain't as wild as me\nThey lousy, I'm phat like a pound of cheeba weed brownies\nTone got the powder squeeze, don't surround me\nQuick to pick a honey up, shit, the flow's Bounty\nYa'll can just crown me!\n\nYeah, that's right\nI like to thank y'all for coming out tonight\nHow y'all like that shit? Youknowhatimean?\nYou really run New York\nThis is that Theodore shit, muthafucker!","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Be Easy (feat. Trife da God)\n  artist: Ghostface Killah\n  album: Best of Ghostface Killah\n  duration_ms: 200640\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yeah... what's happpening New York City?\n  It's ya boy Ghost in the muthafuckin' house tonight\n  (\"Don't fuck with Ghost, you'll feel sorry\")\n  Nahwhatimean? We about to get it popping, let's go!\n  Yo! Yo!\n\n  Tell your crew to be easy, niggaz run around\n  With them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay\n  Get word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's\n  In the house, put the record on replay\n\n  Get your nose blowned off by the fifth, uh\n  You wanna be there, layin' all stiff, uh\n  Everytime you go uptown, you get jipped, uh\n  That's karma, boy, running your lip, uh\n  You be fronting like you got a bunch of chicks, uh\n  You be at home, nigga, beating your dick, uh\n  I'm in the club with the chipped up wrist, uh\n  You at the bar, whoadie, drinkin' my piss, uh\n  The yellow shit, and the bottle ain't Crys', son\n  You turned your muthafuckin' head, nigga, we switched 'em\n  You just mad cause I'm hittin' your sister\n  You in the other room, huh, you couldn't sleep, uh\n  Pop a lotta shit without that liquor, yup\n  We mind seat up, so take our picture\n  I'm like the boogeyman, nigga, I'll get ya\n  Whether now or later, afterlife, or switcher\n\n  Yeah, oh shit, aiyo Tone hurry up and get 'em, nigga\n  You knowhatimean, it's about to pop off!\n  Ya'll niggaz clear the fucking floor\n  Get the fuck out the way, come on!\n\n  Yo, it's Tone in the building (the teams in the building)\n  Niggaz wanna beef {what up, what up, what up}\n  We packed to the ceiling (we constantly chilling)\n  We can cause {we could, we shoot, we slice, we cut}\n\n  Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yea, now\n  Yes, my birthday, landed in nay, now\n  Peace to Dirt Dog, I'm back like deja vu\n  Leave your girl around me, I will bag your boo\n  Ahh, you bitch niggaz better listen up\n  Anybody front, paramedics gonna pick 'em up\n  They try to save you, sware to God, I hit the nurse up\n  Like \"Nah, doc, he look better in a herse truck\"\n  I tried to ignore it, his people saw it\n  I ain't the type of dude you go to war with\n  My polo gun yo, will crack the floor shit\n  When the heat's on, you know I draw it\n  I had his number down, Toney just called it\n\n  Yo, aiyo, Pete Rock, good looking nigga!\n  Staten Island, yo Theodore! What's the deal\n  Slap me one of the ratchets, I'm about to go in! Yo!\n\n  Gotta get that cheese, gotta pimp that V\n  Gotta burn those leaves, and uh\n  Pretty Tone make the girls say please\n  Daddy work that d, put it in and be eas' and uh\n  So what, come on, now some of y'all people\n  Might know me from my wallabies\n  Pretty bitches got my number, y'all can dial me\n  I stick it up like an iced cake robbery\n  And when I'm done, y'all can finger nail file me\n  Floss the I'll robes since Criminology\n  Supreme Clientele, put the world on top of me\n  Yo babe, hurry up, with those collard greens\n  I represent S.I., ain't as wild as me\n  They lousy, I'm phat like a pound of cheeba weed brownies\n  Tone got the powder squeeze, don't surround me\n  Quick to pick a honey up, shit, the flow's Bounty\n  Ya'll can just crown me!\n\n  Yeah, that's right\n  I like to thank y'all for coming out tonight\n  How y'all like that shit? Youknowhatimean?\n  You really run New York\n  This is that Theodore shit, muthafucker!\n"},{"id":12146476,"name":"Be Easy","trackName":"Be Easy","artistName":"Ghostface Killah feat. Trife Da God","albumName":"Best of Ghostface Killah","duration":201.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah... what's happpening New York City?\nIt's ya boy Ghost in the muthafuckin' house tonight\n(\"Don't fuck with Ghost, you'll feel sorry\")\nNahwhatimean? We about to get it popping, let's go!\nYo! Yo!\n\nTell your crew to be easy, niggaz run around\nWith them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay\nGet word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's\nIn the house, put the record on replay\n\nGet your nose blowned off by the fifth, uh\nYou wanna be there, layin' all stiff, uh\nEverytime you go uptown, you get jipped, uh\nThat's karma, boy, running your lip, uh\nYou be fronting like you got a bunch of chicks, uh\nYou be at home, nigga, beating your dick, uh\nI'm in the club with the chipped up wrist, uh\nYou at the bar, whoadie, drinkin' my piss, uh\nThe yellow shit, and the bottle ain't Crys', son\nYou turned your muthafuckin' head, nigga, we switched 'em\nYou just mad cause I'm hittin' your sister\nYou in the other room, huh, you couldn't sleep, uh\nPop a lotta shit without that liquor, yup\nWe mind seat up, so take our picture\nI'm like the boogeyman, nigga, I'll get ya\nWhether now or later, afterlife, or switcher\n\nYeah, oh shit, aiyo Tone hurry up and get 'em, nigga\nYou knowhatimean, it's about to pop off!\nYa'll niggaz clear the fucking floor\nGet the fuck out the way, come on!\n\nYo, it's Tone in the building (the teams in the building)\nNiggaz wanna beef {what up, what up, what up}\nWe packed to the ceiling (we constantly chilling)\nWe can cause {we could, we shoot, we slice, we cut}\n\nShimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yea, now\nYes, my birthday, landed in nay, now\nPeace to Dirt Dog, I'm back like deja vu\nLeave your girl around me, I will bag your boo\nAhh, you bitch niggaz better listen up\nAnybody front, paramedics gonna pick 'em up\nThey try to save you, sware to God, I hit the nurse up\nLike \"Nah, doc, he look better in a herse truck\"\nI tried to ignore it, his people saw it\nI ain't the type of dude you go to war with\nMy polo gun yo, will crack the floor shit\nWhen the heat's on, you know I draw it\nI had his number down, Toney just called it\n\nYo, aiyo, Pete Rock, good looking nigga!\nStaten Island, yo Theodore! What's the deal\nSlap me one of the ratchets, I'm about to go in! Yo!\n\nGotta get that cheese, gotta pimp that V\nGotta burn those leaves, and uh\nPretty Tone make the girls say please\nDaddy work that d, put it in and be eas' and uh\nSo what, come on, now some of y'all people\nMight know me from my wallabies\nPretty bitches got my number, y'all can dial me\nI stick it up like an iced cake robbery\nAnd when I'm done, y'all can finger nail file me\nFloss the I'll robes since Criminology\nSupreme Clientele, put the world on top of me\nYo babe, hurry up, with those collard greens\nI represent S.I., ain't as wild as me\nThey lousy, I'm phat like a pound of cheeba weed brownies\nTone got the powder squeeze, don't surround me\nQuick to pick a honey up, shit, the flow's Bounty\nYa'll can just crown me!\n\nYeah, that's right\nI like to thank y'all for coming out tonight\nHow y'all like that shit? Youknowhatimean?\nYou really run New York\nThis is that Theodore shit, muthafucker!","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Be Easy\n  artist: Ghostface Killah feat. Trife Da God\n  album: Best of Ghostface Killah\n  duration_ms: 201000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yeah... what's happpening New York City?\n  It's ya boy Ghost in the muthafuckin' house tonight\n  (\"Don't fuck with Ghost, you'll feel sorry\")\n  Nahwhatimean? We about to get it popping, let's go!\n  Yo! Yo!\n\n  Tell your crew to be easy, niggaz run around\n  With them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay\n  Get word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's\n  In the house, put the record on replay\n\n  Get your nose blowned off by the fifth, uh\n  You wanna be there, layin' all stiff, uh\n  Everytime you go uptown, you get jipped, uh\n  That's karma, boy, running your lip, uh\n  You be fronting like you got a bunch of chicks, uh\n  You be at home, nigga, beating your dick, uh\n  I'm in the club with the chipped up wrist, uh\n  You at the bar, whoadie, drinkin' my piss, uh\n  The yellow shit, and the bottle ain't Crys', son\n  You turned your muthafuckin' head, nigga, we switched 'em\n  You just mad cause I'm hittin' your sister\n  You in the other room, huh, you couldn't sleep, uh\n  Pop a lotta shit without that liquor, yup\n  We mind seat up, so take our picture\n  I'm like the boogeyman, nigga, I'll get ya\n  Whether now or later, afterlife, or switcher\n\n  Yeah, oh shit, aiyo Tone hurry up and get 'em, nigga\n  You knowhatimean, it's about to pop off!\n  Ya'll niggaz clear the fucking floor\n  Get the fuck out the way, come on!\n\n  Yo, it's Tone in the building (the teams in the building)\n  Niggaz wanna beef {what up, what up, what up}\n  We packed to the ceiling (we constantly chilling)\n  We can cause {we could, we shoot, we slice, we cut}\n\n  Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yea, now\n  Yes, my birthday, landed in nay, now\n  Peace to Dirt Dog, I'm back like deja vu\n  Leave your girl around me, I will bag your boo\n  Ahh, you bitch niggaz better listen up\n  Anybody front, paramedics gonna pick 'em up\n  They try to save you, sware to God, I hit the nurse up\n  Like \"Nah, doc, he look better in a herse truck\"\n  I tried to ignore it, his people saw it\n  I ain't the type of dude you go to war with\n  My polo gun yo, will crack the floor shit\n  When the heat's on, you know I draw it\n  I had his number down, Toney just called it\n\n  Yo, aiyo, Pete Rock, good looking nigga!\n  Staten Island, yo Theodore! What's the deal\n  Slap me one of the ratchets, I'm about to go in! Yo!\n\n  Gotta get that cheese, gotta pimp that V\n  Gotta burn those leaves, and uh\n  Pretty Tone make the girls say please\n  Daddy work that d, put it in and be eas' and uh\n  So what, come on, now some of y'all people\n  Might know me from my wallabies\n  Pretty bitches got my number, y'all can dial me\n  I stick it up like an iced cake robbery\n  And when I'm done, y'all can finger nail file me\n  Floss the I'll robes since Criminology\n  Supreme Clientele, put the world on top of me\n  Yo babe, hurry up, with those collard greens\n  I represent S.I., ain't as wild as me\n  They lousy, I'm phat like a pound of cheeba weed brownies\n  Tone got the powder squeeze, don't surround me\n  Quick to pick a honey up, shit, the flow's Bounty\n  Ya'll can just crown me!\n\n  Yeah, that's right\n  I like to thank y'all for coming out tonight\n  How y'all like that shit? Youknowhatimean?\n  You really run New York\n  This is that Theodore shit, muthafucker!\n"},{"id":13483951,"name":"Be Easy (LP)","trackName":"Be Easy (LP)","artistName":"Ghostface Killah","albumName":"Be Easy 12\"","duration":200.829417,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Intro: Ghostface Killah]\nYeah... what's happpening New York City?\nIt's ya boy Ghost in the muthafuckin' house tonight\n(\"Don't fuck with Ghost, you'll feel sorry\")\nNahwhatimean? We about to get it popping, let's go!\nYo! Yo!\n\n[Chorus: Ghostface Killah]\nTell your crew to be easy, niggaz run around\nWith them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay\nGet word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's\nIn the house, put the record on replay\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nGet your nose blowned off by the fifth, uh\nYou wanna be there, layin' all stiff, uh\nEverytime you go uptown, you get jipped, uh\nThat's karma, boy, running your lip, uh\nYou be fronting like you got a bunch of chicks, uh\nYou be at home, nigga, beating your dick, uh\nI'm in the club with the chipped up wrist, uh\nYou at the bar, whoadie, drinkin' my piss, uh\nThe yellow shit, and the bottle ain't Crys', son\nYou turned your muthafuckin' head, nigga, we switched 'em\nYou just mad cause I'm hittin' your sister\nYou in the other room, huh, you couldn't sleep, uh\nPop a lotta shit without that liquor, yup\nWe mind seat up, so take our picture\nI'm like the boogeyman, nigga, I'll get ya\nWhether now or later, afterlife, or switcher\n\n[Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\nYeah, oh shit, aiyo Tone hurry up and get 'em, nigga\nYou knowhatimean, it's about to pop off!\nYa'll niggaz clear the fucking floor\nGet the fuck out the way, come on!\n\n[Chorus]\n\n[Trife Da God] (Ghostface Killah) {both}\nYo, it's Tone in the building (the teams in the building)\nNiggaz wanna beef {what up, what up, what up}\nWe packed to the ceiling (we constantly chilling)\nWe can cause {we could, we shoot, we slice, we cut}\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nShimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yea, now\nYes, my birthday, landed in nay, now\nPeace to Dirt Dog, I'm back like deja vu\nLeave your girl around me, I will bag your boo\nAhh, you bitch niggaz better listen up\nAnybody front, paramedics gonna pick 'em up\nThey try to save you, sware to God, I hit the nurse up\nLike \"Nah, doc, he look better in a herse truck\"\nI tried to ignore it, his people saw it\nI ain't the type of dude you go to war with\nMy polo gun yo, will crack the floor shit\nWhen the heat's on, you know I draw it\nI had his number down, Toney just called it\n\n[Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\nYo, aiyo, Pete Rock, good looking nigga!\nStaten Island, yo Theodore! What's the deal\nSlap me one of the ratchets, I'm about to go in! Yo!\n\n[Chorus]\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nGotta get that cheese, gotta pimp that V\nGotta burn those leaves, and uh\nPretty Tone make the girls say please\nDaddy work that d, put it in and be eas' and uh\nSo what, come on, now some of y'all people\nMight know me from my wallabies\nPretty bitches got my number, y'all can dial me\nI stick it up like an iced cake robbery\nAnd when I'm done, y'all can finger nail file me\nFloss the ill robes since Criminology\nSupreme Clientele, put the world on top of me\nYo babe, hurry up, with those collard greens\nI represent S.I., ain't as wild as me\nThey lousy, I'm phat like a pound of cheeba weed brownies\nTone got the powder squeeze, don't surround me\nQuick to pick a honey up, shit, the flow's Bounty\nYa'll can just crown me!\n\n[Outro: Ghostface Killah]\nYeah, that's right\nI like to thank y'all for coming out tonight\nHow y'all like that shit? Youknowhatimean?\nYou really run New York\nThis is that Theodore shit, muthafucker!","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.95] [Intro: Ghostface Killah]\n[00:01.81] Yeah... what's happpening New York City?\n[00:03.67] It's ya boy Ghost in the muthafuckin' house tonight\n[00:08.11] (\"Don't fuck with Ghost, you'll feel sorry\")\n[00:09.96] Nahwhatimean? We about to get it popping, let's go!\n[00:10.88] Yo! Yo!\n[00:15.39] [Chorus: Ghostface Killah]\n[00:17.17] Tell your crew to be easy, niggaz run around\n[00:18.00] With them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay\n[00:20.83] Get word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's\n[00:23.51] In the house, put the record on replay\n[00:25.31] [Ghostface Killah]\n[00:26.28] Get your nose blowned off by the fifth, uh\n[00:28.00] You wanna be there, layin' all stiff, uh\n[00:29.85] Everytime you go uptown, you get jipped, uh\n[00:32.55] That's karma, boy, running your lip, uh\n[00:35.25] You be fronting like you got a bunch of chicks, uh\n[00:37.95] You be at home, nigga, beating your dick, uh\n[00:40.68] I'm in the club with the chipped up wrist, uh\n[00:42.42] You at the bar, whoadie, drinkin' my piss, uh\n[00:45.22] The yellow shit, and the bottle ain't Crys', son\n[00:47.93] You turned your muthafuckin' head, nigga, we switched 'em\n[00:50.68] You just mad cause I'm hittin' your sister\n[00:53.33] You in the other room, huh, you couldn't sleep, uh\n[00:55.10] Pop a lotta shit without that liquor, yup\n[00:57.82] We mind seat up, so take our picture\n[01:00.53] I'm like the boogeyman, nigga, I'll get ya\n[01:03.38] Whether now or later, afterlife, or switcher\n[01:06.07] [Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\n[01:06.95] Yeah, oh shit, aiyo Tone hurry up and get 'em, nigga\n[01:10.59] You knowhatimean, it's about to pop off!\n[01:12.33] Ya'll niggaz clear the fucking floor\n[01:14.17] Get the fuck out the way, come on!\n[01:15.96] [Chorus]\n[01:16.86] [Trife Da God] (Ghostface Killah) {both}\n[01:26.73] Yo, it's Tone in the building (the teams in the building)\n[01:28.55] Niggaz wanna beef {what up, what up, what up}\n[01:30.44] We packed to the ceiling (we constantly chilling)\n[01:33.10] We can cause {we could, we shoot, we slice, we cut}\n[01:35.86] [Ghostface Killah]\n[01:36.77] Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yea, now\n[01:38.51] Yes, my birthday, landed in nay, now\n[01:41.28] Peace to Dirt Dog, I'm back like deja vu\n[01:43.95] Leave your girl around me, I will bag your boo\n[01:46.61] Ahh, you bitch niggaz better listen up\n[01:48.43] Anybody front, paramedics gonna pick 'em up\n[01:51.11] They try to save you, sware to God, I hit the nurse up\n[01:53.97] Like \"Nah, doc, he look better in a herse truck\"\n[01:56.69] I tried to ignore it, his people saw it\n[01:58.49] I ain't the type of dude you go to war with\n[02:00.29] My polo gun yo, will crack the floor shit\n[02:02.02] When the heat's on, you know I draw it\n[02:03.83] I had his number down, Toney just called it\n[02:06.58] [Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\n[02:07.45] Yo, aiyo, Pete Rock, good looking nigga!\n[02:09.24] Staten Island, yo Theodore! What's the deal\n[02:12.80] Slap me one of the ratchets, I'm about to go in! Yo!\n[02:16.49] [Chorus]\n[02:26.43] [Ghostface Killah]\n[02:27.38] Gotta get that cheese, gotta pimp that V\n[02:29.16] Gotta burn those leaves, and uh\n[02:30.92] Pretty Tone make the girls say please\n[02:32.71] Daddy work that d, put it in and be eas' and uh\n[02:35.52] So what, come on, now some of y'all people\n[02:38.29] Might know me from my wallabies\n[02:39.17] Pretty bitches got my number, y'all can dial me\n[02:41.85] I stick it up like an iced cake robbery\n[02:44.54] And when I'm done, y'all can finger nail file me\n[02:47.21] Floss the ill robes since Criminology\n[02:49.05] Supreme Clientele, put the world on top of me\n[02:51.70] Yo babe, hurry up, with those collard greens\n[02:54.48] I represent S.I., ain't as wild as me\n[02:57.26] They lousy, I'm phat like a pound of cheeba weed brownies\n[03:00.88] Tone got the powder squeeze, don't surround me\n[03:02.64] Quick to pick a honey up, shit, the flow's Bounty\n[03:05.38] Ya'll can just crown me!\n[03:07.12] [Outro: Ghostface Killah]\n[03:08.05] Yeah, that's right\n[03:08.96] I like to thank y'all for coming out tonight\n[03:10.71] How y'all like that shit? Youknowhatimean?\n[03:13.45] You really run New York\n[03:14.35] This is that Theodore shit, muthafucker!\n[03:17.03] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Be Easy (LP)\n  artist: Ghostface Killah\n  album: Be Easy 12\"\n  duration_ms: 200829\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '[Intro: Ghostface Killah]'\n  start_ms: 950\n  end_ms: 1810\n- text: Yeah... what's happpening New York City?\n  start_ms: 1810\n  end_ms: 3670\n- text: It's ya boy Ghost in the muthafuckin' house tonight\n  start_ms: 3670\n  end_ms: 8110\n- text: (\"Don't fuck with Ghost, you'll feel sorry\")\n  start_ms: 8110\n  end_ms: 9960\n- text: Nahwhatimean? We about to get it popping, let's go!\n  start_ms: 9960\n  end_ms: 10880\n- text: Yo! Yo!\n  start_ms: 10880\n  end_ms: 15390\n- text: '[Chorus: Ghostface Killah]'\n  start_ms: 15390\n  end_ms: 17170\n- text: Tell your crew to be easy, niggaz run around\n  start_ms: 17170\n  end_ms: 18000\n- text: With them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay\n  start_ms: 18000\n  end_ms: 20830\n- text: Get word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's\n  start_ms: 20830\n  end_ms: 23510\n- text: In the house, put the record on replay\n  start_ms: 23510\n  end_ms: 25310\n- text: '[Ghostface Killah]'\n  start_ms: 25310\n  end_ms: 26280\n- text: Get your nose blowned off by the fifth, uh\n  start_ms: 26280\n  end_ms: 28000\n- text: You wanna be there, layin' all stiff, uh\n  start_ms: 28000\n  end_ms: 29850\n- text: Everytime you go uptown, you get jipped, uh\n  start_ms: 29850\n  end_ms: 32550\n- text: That's karma, boy, running your lip, uh\n  start_ms: 32550\n  end_ms: 35250\n- text: You be fronting like you got a bunch of chicks, uh\n  start_ms: 35250\n  end_ms: 37950\n- text: You be at home, nigga, beating your dick, uh\n  start_ms: 37950\n  end_ms: 40680\n- text: I'm in the club with the chipped up wrist, uh\n  start_ms: 40680\n  end_ms: 42420\n- text: You at the bar, whoadie, drinkin' my piss, uh\n  start_ms: 42420\n  end_ms: 45220\n- text: The yellow shit, and the bottle ain't Crys', son\n  start_ms: 45220\n  end_ms: 47930\n- text: You turned your muthafuckin' head, nigga, we switched 'em\n  start_ms: 47930\n  end_ms: 50680\n- text: You just mad cause I'm hittin' your sister\n  start_ms: 50680\n  end_ms: 53330\n- text: You in the other room, huh, you couldn't sleep, uh\n  start_ms: 53330\n  end_ms: 55100\n- text: Pop a lotta shit without that liquor, yup\n  start_ms: 55100\n  end_ms: 57820\n- text: We mind seat up, so take our picture\n  start_ms: 57820\n  end_ms: 60530\n- text: I'm like the boogeyman, nigga, I'll get ya\n  start_ms: 60530\n  end_ms: 63380\n- text: Whether now or later, afterlife, or switcher\n  start_ms: 63380\n  end_ms: 66070\n- text: '[Interlude: Ghostface Killah]'\n  start_ms: 66070\n  end_ms: 66950\n- text: Yeah, oh shit, aiyo Tone hurry up and get 'em, nigga\n  start_ms: 66950\n  end_ms: 70590\n- text: You knowhatimean, it's about to pop off!\n  start_ms: 70590\n  end_ms: 72330\n- text: Ya'll niggaz clear the fucking floor\n  start_ms: 72330\n  end_ms: 74170\n- text: Get the fuck out the way, come on!\n  start_ms: 74170\n  end_ms: 75960\n- text: '[Chorus]'\n  start_ms: 75960\n  end_ms: 76860\n- text: '[Trife Da God] (Ghostface Killah) {both}'\n  start_ms: 76860\n  end_ms: 86730\n- text: Yo, it's Tone in the building (the teams in the building)\n  start_ms: 86730\n  end_ms: 88550\n- text: Niggaz wanna beef {what up, what up, what up}\n  start_ms: 88550\n  end_ms: 90440\n- text: We packed to the ceiling (we constantly chilling)\n  start_ms: 90440\n  end_ms: 93100\n- text: We can cause {we could, we shoot, we slice, we cut}\n  start_ms: 93100\n  end_ms: 95860\n- text: '[Ghostface Killah]'\n  start_ms: 95860\n  end_ms: 96770\n- text: Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yea, now\n  start_ms: 96770\n  end_ms: 98510\n- text: Yes, my birthday, landed in nay, now\n  start_ms: 98510\n  end_ms: 101280\n- text: Peace to Dirt Dog, I'm back like deja vu\n  start_ms: 101280\n  end_ms: 103950\n- text: Leave your girl around me, I will bag your boo\n  start_ms: 103950\n  end_ms: 106610\n- text: Ahh, you bitch niggaz better listen up\n  start_ms: 106610\n  end_ms: 108430\n- text: Anybody front, paramedics gonna pick 'em up\n  start_ms: 108430\n  end_ms: 111110\n- text: They try to save you, sware to God, I hit the nurse up\n  start_ms: 111110\n  end_ms: 113970\n- text: Like \"Nah, doc, he look better in a herse truck\"\n  start_ms: 113970\n  end_ms: 116690\n- text: I tried to ignore it, his people saw it\n  start_ms: 116690\n  end_ms: 118490\n- text: I ain't the type of dude you go to war with\n  start_ms: 118490\n  end_ms: 120290\n- text: My polo gun yo, will crack the floor shit\n  start_ms: 120290\n  end_ms: 122020\n- text: When the heat's on, you know I draw it\n  start_ms: 122020\n  end_ms: 123830\n- text: I had his number down, Toney just called it\n  start_ms: 123830\n  end_ms: 126580\n- text: '[Interlude: Ghostface Killah]'\n  start_ms: 126580\n  end_ms: 127450\n- text: Yo, aiyo, Pete Rock, good looking nigga!\n  start_ms: 127450\n  end_ms: 129240\n- text: Staten Island, yo Theodore! 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Yo!\n\n  [Chorus: Ghostface Killah]\n  Tell your crew to be easy, niggaz run around\n  With them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay\n  Get word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's\n  In the house, put the record on replay\n\n  [Ghostface Killah]\n  Get your nose blowned off by the fifth, uh\n  You wanna be there, layin' all stiff, uh\n  Everytime you go uptown, you get jipped, uh\n  That's karma, boy, running your lip, uh\n  You be fronting like you got a bunch of chicks, uh\n  You be at home, nigga, beating your dick, uh\n  I'm in the club with the chipped up wrist, uh\n  You at the bar, whoadie, drinkin' my piss, uh\n  The yellow shit, and the bottle ain't Crys', son\n  You turned your muthafuckin' head, nigga, we switched 'em\n  You just mad cause I'm hittin' your sister\n  You in the other room, huh, you couldn't sleep, uh\n  Pop a lotta shit without that liquor, yup\n  We mind seat up, so take our picture\n  I'm like the boogeyman, nigga, I'll get ya\n  Whether now or later, afterlife, or switcher\n\n  [Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\n  Yeah, oh shit, aiyo Tone hurry up and get 'em, nigga\n  You knowhatimean, it's about to pop off!\n  Ya'll niggaz clear the fucking floor\n  Get the fuck out the way, come on!\n\n  [Chorus]\n\n  [Trife Da God] (Ghostface Killah) {both}\n  Yo, it's Tone in the building (the teams in the building)\n  Niggaz wanna beef {what up, what up, what up}\n  We packed to the ceiling (we constantly chilling)\n  We can cause {we could, we shoot, we slice, we cut}\n\n  [Ghostface Killah]\n  Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yea, now\n  Yes, my birthday, landed in nay, now\n  Peace to Dirt Dog, I'm back like deja vu\n  Leave your girl around me, I will bag your boo\n  Ahh, you bitch niggaz better listen up\n  Anybody front, paramedics gonna pick 'em up\n  They try to save you, sware to God, I hit the nurse up\n  Like \"Nah, doc, he look better in a herse truck\"\n  I tried to ignore it, his people saw it\n  I ain't the type of dude you go to war with\n  My polo gun yo, will crack the floor shit\n  When the heat's on, you know I draw it\n  I had his number down, Toney just called it\n\n  [Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\n  Yo, aiyo, Pete Rock, good looking nigga!\n  Staten Island, yo Theodore! What's the deal\n  Slap me one of the ratchets, I'm about to go in! Yo!\n\n  [Chorus]\n\n  [Ghostface Killah]\n  Gotta get that cheese, gotta pimp that V\n  Gotta burn those leaves, and uh\n  Pretty Tone make the girls say please\n  Daddy work that d, put it in and be eas' and uh\n  So what, come on, now some of y'all people\n  Might know me from my wallabies\n  Pretty bitches got my number, y'all can dial me\n  I stick it up like an iced cake robbery\n  And when I'm done, y'all can finger nail file me\n  Floss the ill robes since Criminology\n  Supreme Clientele, put the world on top of me\n  Yo babe, hurry up, with those collard greens\n  I represent S.I., ain't as wild as me\n  They lousy, I'm phat like a pound of cheeba weed brownies\n  Tone got the powder squeeze, don't surround me\n  Quick to pick a honey up, shit, the flow's Bounty\n  Ya'll can just crown me!\n\n  [Outro: Ghostface Killah]\n  Yeah, that's right\n  I like to thank y'all for coming out tonight\n  How y'all like that shit? Youknowhatimean?\n  You really run New York\n  This is that Theodore shit, muthafucker!\n"},{"id":24536330,"name":"Be Easy","trackName":"Be Easy","artistName":"Ghostface","albumName":"J-Love - Ghostface Killah & Trife NY Backbone","duration":196.597542,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Intro: Ghostface Killah]\nYeah... what's happpening New York City?\nIt's ya boy Ghost in the muthafuckin' house tonight\n(\"Don't fuck with Ghost, you'll feel sorry\")\nNahwhatimean? We about to get it popping, let's go!\nYo! Yo!\n\n[Chorus: Ghostface Killah]\nTell your crew to be easy, niggaz run around\nWith them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay\nGet word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's\nIn the house, put the record on replay\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nGet your nose blowned off by the fifth, uh\nYou wanna be there, layin' all stiff, uh\nEverytime you go uptown, you get jipped, uh\nThat's karma, boy, running your lip, uh\nYou be fronting like you got a bunch of chicks, uh\nYou be at home, nigga, beating your dick, uh\nI'm in the club with the chipped up wrist, uh\nYou at the bar, whoadie, drinkin' my piss, uh\nThe yellow shit, and the bottle ain't Crys', son\nYou turned your muthafuckin' head, nigga, we switched 'em\nYou just mad cause I'm hittin' your sister\nYou in the other room, huh, you couldn't sleep, uh\nPop a lotta shit without that liquor, yup\nWe mind seat up, so take our picture\nI'm like the boogeyman, nigga, I'll get ya\nWhether now or later, afterlife, or switcher\n\n[Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\nYeah, oh shit, aiyo Tone hurry up and get 'em, nigga\nYou knowhatimean, it's about to pop off!\nYa'll niggaz clear the fucking floor\nGet the fuck out the way, come on!\n\n[Chorus]\n\n[Trife Da God] (Ghostface Killah) {both}\nYo, it's Tone in the building (the teams in the building)\nNiggaz wanna beef {what up, what up, what up}\nWe packed to the ceiling (we constantly chilling)\nWe can cause {we could, we shoot, we slice, we cut}\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nShimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yea, now\nYes, my birthday, landed in nay, now\nPeace to Dirt Dog, I'm back like deja vu\nLeave your girl around me, I will bag your boo\nAhh, you bitch niggaz better listen up\nAnybody front, paramedics gonna pick 'em up\nThey try to save you, sware to God, I hit the nurse up\nLike \"Nah, doc, he look better in a herse truck\"\nI tried to ignore it, his people saw it\nI ain't the type of dude you go to war with\nMy polo gun yo, will crack the floor shit\nWhen the heat's on, you know I draw it\nI had his number down, Toney just called it\n\n[Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\nYo, aiyo, Pete Rock, good looking nigga!\nStaten Island, yo Theodore! What's the deal\nSlap me one of the ratchets, I'm about to go in! Yo!\n\n[Chorus]\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nGotta get that cheese, gotta pimp that V\nGotta burn those leaves, and uh\nPretty Tone make the girls say please\nDaddy work that d, put it in and be eas' and uh\nSo what, come on, now some of y'all people\nMight know me from my wallabies\nPretty bitches got my number, y'all can dial me\nI stick it up like an iced cake robbery\nAnd when I'm done, y'all can finger nail file me\nFloss the ill robes since Criminology\nSupreme Clientele, put the world on top of me\nYo babe, hurry up, with those collard greens\nI represent S.I., ain't as wild as me\nThey lousy, I'm phat like a pound of cheeba weed brownies\nTone got the powder squeeze, don't surround me\nQuick to pick a honey up, shit, the flow's Bounty\nYa'll can just crown me!\n\n[Outro: Ghostface Killah]\nYeah, that's right\nI like to thank y'all for coming out tonight\nHow y'all like that shit? Youknowhatimean?\nYou really run New York\nThis is that Theodore shit, muthafucker!","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Be Easy\n  artist: Ghostface\n  album: J-Love - Ghostface Killah & Trife NY Backbone\n  duration_ms: 196598\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Intro: Ghostface Killah]\n  Yeah... what's happpening New York City?\n  It's ya boy Ghost in the muthafuckin' house tonight\n  (\"Don't fuck with Ghost, you'll feel sorry\")\n  Nahwhatimean? We about to get it popping, let's go!\n  Yo! 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Youknowhatimean?\n  You really run New York\n  This is that Theodore shit, muthafucker!\n"},{"id":32940461,"name":"Be Easy (Feat. Trife Da God) (Dirty)","trackName":"Be Easy (Feat. Trife Da God) (Dirty)","artistName":"Ghostface Killah","albumName":"Be Easy (Feat. Trife Da God)","duration":201.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah... what's happpening New York City?\nIt's ya boy Ghost in the muthafuckin' house tonight\n(\"Don't fuck with Ghost, you'll feel sorry\")\nNahwhatimean? We about to get it popping, let's go!\nYo! Yo!\n\nTell your crew to be easy, niggaz run around\nWith them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay\nGet word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's\nIn the house, put the record on replay\n\nGet your nose blowned off by the fifth, uh\nYou wanna be there, layin' all stiff, uh\nEverytime you go uptown, you get jipped, uh\nThat's karma, boy, running your lip, uh\nYou be fronting like you got a bunch of chicks, uh\nYou be at home, nigga, beating your dick, uh\nI'm in the club with the chipped up wrist, uh\nYou at the bar, whoadie, drinkin' my piss, uh\nThe yellow shit, and the bottle ain't Crys', son\nYou turned your muthafuckin' head, nigga, we switched 'em\nYou just mad cause I'm hittin' your sister\nYou in the other room, huh, you couldn't sleep, uh\nPop a lotta shit without that liquor, yup\nWe mind seat up, so take our picture\nI'm like the boogeyman, nigga, I'll get ya\nWhether now or later, afterlife, or switcher\n\nYeah, oh shit, aiyo Tone hurry up and get 'em, nigga\nYou knowhatimean, it's about to pop off!\nYa'll niggaz clear the fucking floor\nGet the fuck out the way, come on!\n\nYo, it's Tone in the building (the teams in the building)\nNiggaz wanna beef {what up, what up, what up}\nWe packed to the ceiling (we constantly chilling)\nWe can cause {we could, we shoot, we slice, we cut}\n\nShimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yea, now\nYes, my birthday, landed in nay, now\nPeace to Dirt Dog, I'm back like deja vu\nLeave your girl around me, I will bag your boo\nAhh, you bitch niggaz better listen up\nAnybody front, paramedics gonna pick 'em up\nThey try to save you, sware to God, I hit the nurse up\nLike \"Nah, doc, he look better in a herse truck\"\nI tried to ignore it, his people saw it\nI ain't the type of dude you go to war with\nMy polo gun yo, will crack the floor shit\nWhen the heat's on, you know I draw it\nI had his number down, Toney just called it\n\nYo, aiyo, Pete Rock, good looking nigga!\nStaten Island, yo Theodore! What's the deal\nSlap me one of the ratchets, I'm about to go in! Yo!\n\nGotta get that cheese, gotta pimp that V\nGotta burn those leaves, and uh\nPretty Tone make the girls say please\nDaddy work that d, put it in and be eas' and uh\nSo what, come on, now some of y'all people\nMight know me from my wallabies\nPretty bitches got my number, y'all can dial me\nI stick it up like an iced cake robbery\nAnd when I'm done, y'all can finger nail file me\nFloss the I'll robes since Criminology\nSupreme Clientele, put the world on top of me\nYo babe, hurry up, with those collard greens\nI represent S.I., ain't as wild as me\nThey lousy, I'm phat like a pound of cheeba weed brownies\nTone got the powder squeeze, don't surround me\nQuick to pick a honey up, shit, the flow's Bounty\nYa'll can just crown me!\n\nYeah, that's right\nI like to thank y'all for coming out tonight\nHow y'all like that shit? Youknowhatimean?\nYou really run New York\nThis is that Theodore shit, muthafucker!","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Be Easy (Feat. Trife Da God) (Dirty)\n  artist: Ghostface Killah\n  album: Be Easy (Feat. Trife Da God)\n  duration_ms: 201000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yeah... what's happpening New York City?\n  It's ya boy Ghost in the muthafuckin' house tonight\n  (\"Don't fuck with Ghost, you'll feel sorry\")\n  Nahwhatimean? We about to get it popping, let's go!\n  Yo! Yo!\n\n  Tell your crew to be easy, niggaz run around\n  With them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay\n  Get word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's\n  In the house, put the record on replay\n\n  Get your nose blowned off by the fifth, uh\n  You wanna be there, layin' all stiff, uh\n  Everytime you go uptown, you get jipped, uh\n  That's karma, boy, running your lip, uh\n  You be fronting like you got a bunch of chicks, uh\n  You be at home, nigga, beating your dick, uh\n  I'm in the club with the chipped up wrist, uh\n  You at the bar, whoadie, drinkin' my piss, uh\n  The yellow shit, and the bottle ain't Crys', son\n  You turned your muthafuckin' head, nigga, we switched 'em\n  You just mad cause I'm hittin' your sister\n  You in the other room, huh, you couldn't sleep, uh\n  Pop a lotta shit without that liquor, yup\n  We mind seat up, so take our picture\n  I'm like the boogeyman, nigga, I'll get ya\n  Whether now or later, afterlife, or switcher\n\n  Yeah, oh shit, aiyo Tone hurry up and get 'em, nigga\n  You knowhatimean, it's about to pop off!\n  Ya'll niggaz clear the fucking floor\n  Get the fuck out the way, come on!\n\n  Yo, it's Tone in the building (the teams in the building)\n  Niggaz wanna beef {what up, what up, what up}\n  We packed to the ceiling (we constantly chilling)\n  We can cause {we could, we shoot, we slice, we cut}\n\n  Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yea, now\n  Yes, my birthday, landed in nay, now\n  Peace to Dirt Dog, I'm back like deja vu\n  Leave your girl around me, I will bag your boo\n  Ahh, you bitch niggaz better listen up\n  Anybody front, paramedics gonna pick 'em up\n  They try to save you, sware to God, I hit the nurse up\n  Like \"Nah, doc, he look better in a herse truck\"\n  I tried to ignore it, his people saw it\n  I ain't the type of dude you go to war with\n  My polo gun yo, will crack the floor shit\n  When the heat's on, you know I draw it\n  I had his number down, Toney just called it\n\n  Yo, aiyo, Pete Rock, good looking nigga!\n  Staten Island, yo Theodore! What's the deal\n  Slap me one of the ratchets, I'm about to go in! Yo!\n\n  Gotta get that cheese, gotta pimp that V\n  Gotta burn those leaves, and uh\n  Pretty Tone make the girls say please\n  Daddy work that d, put it in and be eas' and uh\n  So what, come on, now some of y'all people\n  Might know me from my wallabies\n  Pretty bitches got my number, y'all can dial me\n  I stick it up like an iced cake robbery\n  And when I'm done, y'all can finger nail file me\n  Floss the I'll robes since Criminology\n  Supreme Clientele, put the world on top of me\n  Yo babe, hurry up, with those collard greens\n  I represent S.I., ain't as wild as me\n  They lousy, I'm phat like a pound of cheeba weed brownies\n  Tone got the powder squeeze, don't surround me\n  Quick to pick a honey up, shit, the flow's Bounty\n  Ya'll can just crown me!\n\n  Yeah, that's right\n  I like to thank y'all for coming out tonight\n  How y'all like that shit? Youknowhatimean?\n  You really run New York\n  This is that Theodore shit, muthafucker!\n"},{"id":33047692,"name":"Be Easy (Feat. Trife Da God) (Instrumental)","trackName":"Be Easy (Feat. Trife Da God) (Instrumental)","artistName":"Ghostface Killah","albumName":"Be Easy (Feat. Trife Da God)","duration":199.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah... what's happpening New York City?\nIt's ya boy Ghost in the muthafuckin' house tonight\n(\"Don't fuck with Ghost, you'll feel sorry\")\nNahwhatimean? We about to get it popping, let's go!\nYo! Yo!\n\nTell your crew to be easy, niggaz run around\nWith them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay\nGet word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's\nIn the house, put the record on replay\n\nGet your nose blowned off by the fifth, uh\nYou wanna be there, layin' all stiff, uh\nEverytime you go uptown, you get jipped, uh\nThat's karma, boy, running your lip, uh\nYou be fronting like you got a bunch of chicks, uh\nYou be at home, nigga, beating your dick, uh\nI'm in the club with the chipped up wrist, uh\nYou at the bar, whoadie, drinkin' my piss, uh\nThe yellow shit, and the bottle ain't Crys', son\nYou turned your muthafuckin' head, nigga, we switched 'em\nYou just mad cause I'm hittin' your sister\nYou in the other room, huh, you couldn't sleep, uh\nPop a lotta shit without that liquor, yup\nWe mind seat up, so take our picture\nI'm like the boogeyman, nigga, I'll get ya\nWhether now or later, afterlife, or switcher\n\nYeah, oh shit, aiyo Tone hurry up and get 'em, nigga\nYou knowhatimean, it's about to pop off!\nYa'll niggaz clear the fucking floor\nGet the fuck out the way, come on!\n\nYo, it's Tone in the building (the teams in the building)\nNiggaz wanna beef {what up, what up, what up}\nWe packed to the ceiling (we constantly chilling)\nWe can cause {we could, we shoot, we slice, we cut}\n\nShimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yea, now\nYes, my birthday, landed in nay, now\nPeace to Dirt Dog, I'm back like deja vu\nLeave your girl around me, I will bag your boo\nAhh, you bitch niggaz better listen up\nAnybody front, paramedics gonna pick 'em up\nThey try to save you, sware to God, I hit the nurse up\nLike \"Nah, doc, he look better in a herse truck\"\nI tried to ignore it, his people saw it\nI ain't the type of dude you go to war with\nMy polo gun yo, will crack the floor shit\nWhen the heat's on, you know I draw it\nI had his number down, Toney just called it\n\nYo, aiyo, Pete Rock, good looking nigga!\nStaten Island, yo Theodore! What's the deal\nSlap me one of the ratchets, I'm about to go in! Yo!\n\nGotta get that cheese, gotta pimp that V\nGotta burn those leaves, and uh\nPretty Tone make the girls say please\nDaddy work that d, put it in and be eas' and uh\nSo what, come on, now some of y'all people\nMight know me from my wallabies\nPretty bitches got my number, y'all can dial me\nI stick it up like an iced cake robbery\nAnd when I'm done, y'all can finger nail file me\nFloss the I'll robes since Criminology\nSupreme Clientele, put the world on top of me\nYo babe, hurry up, with those collard greens\nI represent S.I., ain't as wild as me\nThey lousy, I'm phat like a pound of cheeba weed brownies\nTone got the powder squeeze, don't surround me\nQuick to pick a honey up, shit, the flow's Bounty\nYa'll can just crown me!\n\nYeah, that's right\nI like to thank y'all for coming out tonight\nHow y'all like that shit? Youknowhatimean?\nYou really run New York\nThis is that Theodore shit, muthafucker!","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Be Easy (Feat. Trife Da God) (Instrumental)\n  artist: Ghostface Killah\n  album: Be Easy (Feat. Trife Da God)\n  duration_ms: 199000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yeah... what's happpening New York City?\n  It's ya boy Ghost in the muthafuckin' house tonight\n  (\"Don't fuck with Ghost, you'll feel sorry\")\n  Nahwhatimean? We about to get it popping, let's go!\n  Yo! Yo!\n\n  Tell your crew to be easy, niggaz run around\n  With them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay\n  Get word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's\n  In the house, put the record on replay\n\n  Get your nose blowned off by the fifth, uh\n  You wanna be there, layin' all stiff, uh\n  Everytime you go uptown, you get jipped, uh\n  That's karma, boy, running your lip, uh\n  You be fronting like you got a bunch of chicks, uh\n  You be at home, nigga, beating your dick, uh\n  I'm in the club with the chipped up wrist, uh\n  You at the bar, whoadie, drinkin' my piss, uh\n  The yellow shit, and the bottle ain't Crys', son\n  You turned your muthafuckin' head, nigga, we switched 'em\n  You just mad cause I'm hittin' your sister\n  You in the other room, huh, you couldn't sleep, uh\n  Pop a lotta shit without that liquor, yup\n  We mind seat up, so take our picture\n  I'm like the boogeyman, nigga, I'll get ya\n  Whether now or later, afterlife, or switcher\n\n  Yeah, oh shit, aiyo Tone hurry up and get 'em, nigga\n  You knowhatimean, it's about to pop off!\n  Ya'll niggaz clear the fucking floor\n  Get the fuck out the way, come on!\n\n  Yo, it's Tone in the building (the teams in the building)\n  Niggaz wanna beef {what up, what up, what up}\n  We packed to the ceiling (we constantly chilling)\n  We can cause {we could, we shoot, we slice, we cut}\n\n  Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yea, now\n  Yes, my birthday, landed in nay, now\n  Peace to Dirt Dog, I'm back like deja vu\n  Leave your girl around me, I will bag your boo\n  Ahh, you bitch niggaz better listen up\n  Anybody front, paramedics gonna pick 'em up\n  They try to save you, sware to God, I hit the nurse up\n  Like \"Nah, doc, he look better in a herse truck\"\n  I tried to ignore it, his people saw it\n  I ain't the type of dude you go to war with\n  My polo gun yo, will crack the floor shit\n  When the heat's on, you know I draw it\n  I had his number down, Toney just called it\n\n  Yo, aiyo, Pete Rock, good looking nigga!\n  Staten Island, yo Theodore! What's the deal\n  Slap me one of the ratchets, I'm about to go in! Yo!\n\n  Gotta get that cheese, gotta pimp that V\n  Gotta burn those leaves, and uh\n  Pretty Tone make the girls say please\n  Daddy work that d, put it in and be eas' and uh\n  So what, come on, now some of y'all people\n  Might know me from my wallabies\n  Pretty bitches got my number, y'all can dial me\n  I stick it up like an iced cake robbery\n  And when I'm done, y'all can finger nail file me\n  Floss the I'll robes since Criminology\n  Supreme Clientele, put the world on top of me\n  Yo babe, hurry up, with those collard greens\n  I represent S.I., ain't as wild as me\n  They lousy, I'm phat like a pound of cheeba weed brownies\n  Tone got the powder squeeze, don't surround me\n  Quick to pick a honey up, shit, the flow's Bounty\n  Ya'll can just crown me!\n\n  Yeah, that's right\n  I like to thank y'all for coming out tonight\n  How y'all like that shit? Youknowhatimean?\n  You really run New York\n  This is that Theodore shit, muthafucker!\n"},{"id":32059578,"name":"Be Easy (Feat. Trife Da God) (Radio Edit)","trackName":"Be Easy (Feat. Trife Da God) (Radio Edit)","artistName":"Ghostface Killah","albumName":"Be Easy (Feat. Trife Da God)","duration":203.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah... what's happpening New York City?\nIt's ya boy Ghost in the muthafuckin' house tonight\n(\"Don't fuck with Ghost, you'll feel sorry\")\nNahwhatimean? We about to get it popping, let's go!\nYo! Yo!\n\nTell your crew to be easy, niggaz run around\nWith them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay\nGet word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's\nIn the house, put the record on replay\n\nGet your nose blowned off by the fifth, uh\nYou wanna be there, layin' all stiff, uh\nEverytime you go uptown, you get jipped, uh\nThat's karma, boy, running your lip, uh\nYou be fronting like you got a bunch of chicks, uh\nYou be at home, nigga, beating your dick, uh\nI'm in the club with the chipped up wrist, uh\nYou at the bar, whoadie, drinkin' my piss, uh\nThe yellow shit, and the bottle ain't Crys', son\nYou turned your muthafuckin' head, nigga, we switched 'em\nYou just mad cause I'm hittin' your sister\nYou in the other room, huh, you couldn't sleep, uh\nPop a lotta shit without that liquor, yup\nWe mind seat up, so take our picture\nI'm like the boogeyman, nigga, I'll get ya\nWhether now or later, afterlife, or switcher\n\nYeah, oh shit, aiyo Tone hurry up and get 'em, nigga\nYou knowhatimean, it's about to pop off!\nYa'll niggaz clear the fucking floor\nGet the fuck out the way, come on!\n\nYo, it's Tone in the building (the teams in the building)\nNiggaz wanna beef {what up, what up, what up}\nWe packed to the ceiling (we constantly chilling)\nWe can cause {we could, we shoot, we slice, we cut}\n\nShimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yea, now\nYes, my birthday, landed in nay, now\nPeace to Dirt Dog, I'm back like deja vu\nLeave your girl around me, I will bag your boo\nAhh, you bitch niggaz better listen up\nAnybody front, paramedics gonna pick 'em up\nThey try to save you, sware to God, I hit the nurse up\nLike \"Nah, doc, he look better in a herse truck\"\nI tried to ignore it, his people saw it\nI ain't the type of dude you go to war with\nMy polo gun yo, will crack the floor shit\nWhen the heat's on, you know I draw it\nI had his number down, Toney just called it\n\nYo, aiyo, Pete Rock, good looking nigga!\nStaten Island, yo Theodore! What's the deal\nSlap me one of the ratchets, I'm about to go in! Yo!\n\nGotta get that cheese, gotta pimp that V\nGotta burn those leaves, and uh\nPretty Tone make the girls say please\nDaddy work that d, put it in and be eas' and uh\nSo what, come on, now some of y'all people\nMight know me from my wallabies\nPretty bitches got my number, y'all can dial me\nI stick it up like an iced cake robbery\nAnd when I'm done, y'all can finger nail file me\nFloss the I'll robes since Criminology\nSupreme Clientele, put the world on top of me\nYo babe, hurry up, with those collard greens\nI represent S.I., ain't as wild as me\nThey lousy, I'm phat like a pound of cheeba weed brownies\nTone got the powder squeeze, don't surround me\nQuick to pick a honey up, shit, the flow's Bounty\nYa'll can just crown me!\n\nYeah, that's right\nI like to thank y'all for coming out tonight\nHow y'all like that shit? Youknowhatimean?\nYou really run New York\nThis is that Theodore shit, muthafucker!","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Be Easy (Feat. Trife Da God) (Radio Edit)\n  artist: Ghostface Killah\n  album: Be Easy (Feat. Trife Da God)\n  duration_ms: 203000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yeah... what's happpening New York City?\n  It's ya boy Ghost in the muthafuckin' house tonight\n  (\"Don't fuck with Ghost, you'll feel sorry\")\n  Nahwhatimean? We about to get it popping, let's go!\n  Yo! Yo!\n\n  Tell your crew to be easy, niggaz run around\n  With them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay\n  Get word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's\n  In the house, put the record on replay\n\n  Get your nose blowned off by the fifth, uh\n  You wanna be there, layin' all stiff, uh\n  Everytime you go uptown, you get jipped, uh\n  That's karma, boy, running your lip, uh\n  You be fronting like you got a bunch of chicks, uh\n  You be at home, nigga, beating your dick, uh\n  I'm in the club with the chipped up wrist, uh\n  You at the bar, whoadie, drinkin' my piss, uh\n  The yellow shit, and the bottle ain't Crys', son\n  You turned your muthafuckin' head, nigga, we switched 'em\n  You just mad cause I'm hittin' your sister\n  You in the other room, huh, you couldn't sleep, uh\n  Pop a lotta shit without that liquor, yup\n  We mind seat up, so take our picture\n  I'm like the boogeyman, nigga, I'll get ya\n  Whether now or later, afterlife, or switcher\n\n  Yeah, oh shit, aiyo Tone hurry up and get 'em, nigga\n  You knowhatimean, it's about to pop off!\n  Ya'll niggaz clear the fucking floor\n  Get the fuck out the way, come on!\n\n  Yo, it's Tone in the building (the teams in the building)\n  Niggaz wanna beef {what up, what up, what up}\n  We packed to the ceiling (we constantly chilling)\n  We can cause {we could, we shoot, we slice, we cut}\n\n  Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yea, now\n  Yes, my birthday, landed in nay, now\n  Peace to Dirt Dog, I'm back like deja vu\n  Leave your girl around me, I will bag your boo\n  Ahh, you bitch niggaz better listen up\n  Anybody front, paramedics gonna pick 'em up\n  They try to save you, sware to God, I hit the nurse up\n  Like \"Nah, doc, he look better in a herse truck\"\n  I tried to ignore it, his people saw it\n  I ain't the type of dude you go to war with\n  My polo gun yo, will crack the floor shit\n  When the heat's on, you know I draw it\n  I had his number down, Toney just called it\n\n  Yo, aiyo, Pete Rock, good looking nigga!\n  Staten Island, yo Theodore! What's the deal\n  Slap me one of the ratchets, I'm about to go in! Yo!\n\n  Gotta get that cheese, gotta pimp that V\n  Gotta burn those leaves, and uh\n  Pretty Tone make the girls say please\n  Daddy work that d, put it in and be eas' and uh\n  So what, come on, now some of y'all people\n  Might know me from my wallabies\n  Pretty bitches got my number, y'all can dial me\n  I stick it up like an iced cake robbery\n  And when I'm done, y'all can finger nail file me\n  Floss the I'll robes since Criminology\n  Supreme Clientele, put the world on top of me\n  Yo babe, hurry up, with those collard greens\n  I represent S.I., ain't as wild as me\n  They lousy, I'm phat like a pound of cheeba weed brownies\n  Tone got the powder squeeze, don't surround me\n  Quick to pick a honey up, shit, the flow's Bounty\n  Ya'll can just crown me!\n\n  Yeah, that's right\n  I like to thank y'all for coming out tonight\n  How y'all like that shit? Youknowhatimean?\n  You really run New York\n  This is that Theodore shit, muthafucker!\n"},{"id":428366,"name":"Be Easy","trackName":"Be Easy","artistName":"Ghostface Killah","albumName":"Fishscale","duration":200.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Intro: Ghostface Killah]\nYeah... what's happpening New York City?\nIt's ya boy Ghost in the muthafuckin' house tonight\n(\"Don't fuck with Ghost, you'll feel sorry\")\nNahwhatimean? We about to get it popping, let's go!\nYo! Yo!\n\n[Chorus: Ghostface Killah]\nTell your crew to be easy, niggaz run around\nWith them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay\nGet word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's\nIn the house, put the record on replay\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nGet your nose blowned off by the fifth, uh\nYou wanna be there, layin' all stiff, uh\nEverytime you go uptown, you get jipped, uh\nThat's karma, boy, running your lip, uh\nYou be fronting like you got a bunch of chicks, uh\nYou be at home, nigga, beating your dick, uh\nI'm in the club with the chipped up wrist, uh\nYou at the bar, whoadie, drinkin' my piss, uh\nThe yellow shit, and the bottle ain't Crys', son\nYou turned your muthafuckin' head, nigga, we switched 'em\nYou just mad cause I'm hittin' your sister\nYou in the other room, huh, you couldn't sleep, uh\nPop a lotta shit without that liquor, yup\nWe mind seat up, so take our picture\nI'm like the boogeyman, nigga, I'll get ya\nWhether now or later, afterlife, or switcher\n\n[Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\nYeah, oh shit, aiyo Tone hurry up and get 'em, nigga\nYou knowhatimean, it's about to pop off!\nYa'll niggaz clear the fucking floor\nGet the fuck out the way, come on!\n\n[Chorus]\n\n[Trife Da God] (Ghostface Killah) {both}\nYo, it's Tone in the building (the teams in the building)\nNiggaz wanna beef {what up, what up, what up}\nWe packed to the ceiling (we constantly chilling)\nWe can cause {we could, we shoot, we slice, we cut}\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nShimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yea, now\nYes, my birthday, landed in nay, now\nPeace to Dirt Dog, I'm back like deja vu\nLeave your girl around me, I will bag your boo\nAhh, you bitch niggaz better listen up\nAnybody front, paramedics gonna pick 'em up\nThey try to save you, sware to God, I hit the nurse up\nLike \"Nah, doc, he look better in a herse truck\"\nI tried to ignore it, his people saw it\nI ain't the type of dude you go to war with\nMy polo gun yo, will crack the floor shit\nWhen the heat's on, you know I draw it\nI had his number down, Toney just called it\n\n[Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\nYo, aiyo, Pete Rock, good looking nigga!\nStaten Island, yo Theodore! What's the deal\nSlap me one of the ratchets, I'm about to go in! Yo!\n\n[Chorus]\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nGotta get that cheese, gotta pimp that V\nGotta burn those leaves, and uh\nPretty Tone make the girls say please\nDaddy work that d, put it in and be eas' and uh\nSo what, come on, now some of y'all people\nMight know me from my wallabies\nPretty bitches got my number, y'all can dial me\nI stick it up like an iced cake robbery\nAnd when I'm done, y'all can finger nail file me\nFloss the ill robes since Criminology\nSupreme Clientele, put the world on top of me\nYo babe, hurry up, with those collard greens\nI represent S.I., ain't as wild as me\nThey lousy, I'm phat like a pound of cheeba weed brownies\nTone got the powder squeeze, don't surround me\nQuick to pick a honey up, shit, the flow's Bounty\nYa'll can just crown me!\n\n[Outro: Ghostface Killah]\nYeah, that's right\nI like to thank y'all for coming out tonight\nHow y'all like that shit? Youknowhatimean?\nYou really run New York\nThis is that Theodore shit, muthafucker!","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.94] [Intro: Ghostface Killah]\n[00:01.89] Yeah... what's happpening New York City?\n[00:03.67] It's ya boy Ghost in the muthafuckin' house tonight\n[00:08.18] (\"Don't fuck with Ghost, you'll feel sorry\")\n[00:09.98] Nahwhatimean? We about to get it popping, let's go!\n[00:10.80] Yo! Yo!\n[00:15.33] [Chorus: Ghostface Killah]\n[00:17.17] Tell your crew to be easy, niggaz run around\n[00:18.06] With them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay\n[00:20.86] Get word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's\n[00:23.51] In the house, put the record on replay\n[00:25.34] [Ghostface Killah]\n[00:26.22] Get your nose blowned off by the fifth, uh\n[00:28.07] You wanna be there, layin' all stiff, uh\n[00:29.81] Everytime you go uptown, you get jipped, uh\n[00:32.55] That's karma, boy, running your lip, uh\n[00:35.28] You be fronting like you got a bunch of chicks, uh\n[00:37.93] You be at home, nigga, beating your dick, uh\n[00:40.69] I'm in the club with the chipped up wrist, uh\n[00:42.45] You at the bar, whoadie, drinkin' my piss, uh\n[00:45.26] The yellow shit, and the bottle ain't Crys', son\n[00:47.91] You turned your muthafuckin' head, nigga, we switched 'em\n[00:50.68] You just mad cause I'm hittin' your sister\n[00:53.37] You in the other room, huh, you couldn't sleep, uh\n[00:55.19] Pop a lotta shit without that liquor, yup\n[00:57.81] We mind seat up, so take our picture\n[01:00.50] I'm like the boogeyman, nigga, I'll get ya\n[01:03.32] Whether now or later, afterlife, or switcher\n[01:06.09] [Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\n[01:06.96] Yeah, oh shit, aiyo Tone hurry up and get 'em, nigga\n[01:10.52] You knowhatimean, it's about to pop off!\n[01:12.33] Ya'll niggaz clear the fucking floor\n[01:14.15] Get the fuck out the way, come on!\n[01:15.90] [Chorus]\n[01:16.82] [Trife Da God] (Ghostface Killah) {both}\n[01:26.74] Yo, it's Tone in the building (the teams in the building)\n[01:28.50] Niggaz wanna beef {what up, what up, what up}\n[01:30.44] We packed to the ceiling (we constantly chilling)\n[01:33.12] We can cause {we could, we shoot, we slice, we cut}\n[01:35.87] [Ghostface Killah]\n[01:36.71] Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yea, now\n[01:38.53] Yes, my birthday, landed in nay, now\n[01:41.22] Peace to Dirt Dog, I'm back like deja vu\n[01:43.93] Leave your girl around me, I will bag your boo\n[01:46.61] Ahh, you bitch niggaz better listen up\n[01:48.44] Anybody front, paramedics gonna pick 'em up\n[01:51.18] They try to save you, sware to God, I hit the nurse up\n[01:53.90] Like \"Nah, doc, he look better in a herse truck\"\n[01:56.68] I tried to ignore it, his people saw it\n[01:58.48] I ain't the type of dude you go to war with\n[02:00.25] My polo gun yo, will crack the floor shit\n[02:02.04] When the heat's on, you know I draw it\n[02:03.89] I had his number down, Toney just called it\n[02:06.54] [Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\n[02:07.41] Yo, aiyo, Pete Rock, good looking nigga!\n[02:09.29] Staten Island, yo Theodore! What's the deal\n[02:12.85] Slap me one of the ratchets, I'm about to go in! Yo!\n[02:16.42] [Chorus]\n[02:26.43] [Ghostface Killah]\n[02:27.34] Gotta get that cheese, gotta pimp that V\n[02:29.19] Gotta burn those leaves, and uh\n[02:30.94] Pretty Tone make the girls say please\n[02:32.78] Daddy work that d, put it in and be eas' and uh\n[02:35.54] So what, come on, now some of y'all people\n[02:38.24] Might know me from my wallabies\n[02:39.19] Pretty bitches got my number, y'all can dial me\n[02:41.89] I stick it up like an iced cake robbery\n[02:44.55] And when I'm done, y'all can finger nail file me\n[02:47.24] Floss the ill robes since Criminology\n[02:49.01] Supreme Clientele, put the world on top of me\n[02:51.73] Yo babe, hurry up, with those collard greens\n[02:54.46] I represent S.I., ain't as wild as me\n[02:57.25] They lousy, I'm phat like a pound of cheeba weed brownies\n[03:00.85] Tone got the powder squeeze, don't surround me\n[03:02.60] Quick to pick a honey up, shit, the flow's Bounty\n[03:05.36] Ya'll can just crown me!\n[03:07.10] [Outro: Ghostface Killah]\n[03:08.09] Yeah, that's right\n[03:08.96] I like to thank y'all for coming out tonight\n[03:10.78] How y'all like that shit? 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Yo!\n\n[Chorus: Ghostface Killah]\nTell your crew to be easy, niggaz run around\nWith them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay\nGet word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's\nIn the house, put the record on replay\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nGet your nose blowned off by the fifth, uh\nYou wanna be there, layin' all stiff, uh\nEverytime you go uptown, you get jipped, uh\nThat's karma, boy, running your lip, uh\nYou be fronting like you got a bunch of chicks, uh\nYou be at home, nigga, beating your dick, uh\nI'm in the club with the chipped up wrist, uh\nYou at the bar, whoadie, drinkin' my piss, uh\nThe yellow shit, and the bottle ain't Crys', son\nYou turned your muthafuckin' head, nigga, we switched 'em\nYou just mad cause I'm hittin' your sister\nYou in the other room, huh, you couldn't sleep, uh\nPop a lotta shit without that liquor, yup\nWe mind seat up, so take our picture\nI'm like the boogeyman, nigga, I'll get ya\nWhether now or later, afterlife, or switcher\n\n[Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\nYeah, oh shit, aiyo Tone hurry up and get 'em, nigga\nYou knowhatimean, it's about to pop off!\nYa'll niggaz clear the fucking floor\nGet the fuck out the way, come on!\n\n[Chorus]\n\n[Trife Da God] (Ghostface Killah) {both}\nYo, it's Tone in the building (the teams in the building)\nNiggaz wanna beef {what up, what up, what up}\nWe packed to the ceiling (we constantly chilling)\nWe can cause {we could, we shoot, we slice, we cut}\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nShimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yea, now\nYes, my birthday, landed in nay, now\nPeace to Dirt Dog, I'm back like deja vu\nLeave your girl around me, I will bag your boo\nAhh, you bitch niggaz better listen up\nAnybody front, paramedics gonna pick 'em up\nThey try to save you, sware to God, I hit the nurse up\nLike \"Nah, doc, he look better in a herse truck\"\nI tried to ignore it, his people saw it\nI ain't the type of dude you go to war with\nMy polo gun yo, will crack the floor shit\nWhen the heat's on, you know I draw it\nI had his number down, Toney just called it\n\n[Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\nYo, aiyo, Pete Rock, good looking nigga!\nStaten Island, yo Theodore! What's the deal\nSlap me one of the ratchets, I'm about to go in! Yo!\n\n[Chorus]\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nGotta get that cheese, gotta pimp that V\nGotta burn those leaves, and uh\nPretty Tone make the girls say please\nDaddy work that d, put it in and be eas' and uh\nSo what, come on, now some of y'all people\nMight know me from my wallabies\nPretty bitches got my number, y'all can dial me\nI stick it up like an iced cake robbery\nAnd when I'm done, y'all can finger nail file me\nFloss the ill robes since Criminology\nSupreme Clientele, put the world on top of me\nYo babe, hurry up, with those collard greens\nI represent S.I., ain't as wild as me\nThey lousy, I'm phat like a pound of cheeba weed brownies\nTone got the powder squeeze, don't surround me\nQuick to pick a honey up, shit, the flow's Bounty\nYa'll can just crown me!\n\n[Outro: Ghostface Killah]\nYeah, that's right\nI like to thank y'all for coming out tonight\nHow y'all like that shit? Youknowhatimean?\nYou really run New York\nThis is that Theodore shit, muthafucker!","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.94] [Intro: Ghostface Killah]\n[00:01.89] Yeah... what's happpening New York City?\n[00:03.67] It's ya boy Ghost in the muthafuckin' house tonight\n[00:08.18] (\"Don't fuck with Ghost, you'll feel sorry\")\n[00:09.98] Nahwhatimean? We about to get it popping, let's go!\n[00:10.80] Yo! Yo!\n[00:15.33] [Chorus: Ghostface Killah]\n[00:17.17] Tell your crew to be easy, niggaz run around\n[00:18.06] With them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay\n[00:20.86] Get word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's\n[00:23.51] In the house, put the record on replay\n[00:25.34] [Ghostface Killah]\n[00:26.22] Get your nose blowned off by the fifth, uh\n[00:28.07] You wanna be there, layin' all stiff, uh\n[00:29.81] Everytime you go uptown, you get jipped, uh\n[00:32.55] That's karma, boy, running your lip, uh\n[00:35.28] You be fronting like you got a bunch of chicks, uh\n[00:37.93] You be at home, nigga, beating your dick, uh\n[00:40.69] I'm in the club with the chipped up wrist, uh\n[00:42.45] You at the bar, whoadie, drinkin' my piss, uh\n[00:45.26] The yellow shit, and the bottle ain't Crys', son\n[00:47.91] You turned your muthafuckin' head, nigga, we switched 'em\n[00:50.68] You just mad cause I'm hittin' your sister\n[00:53.37] You in the other room, huh, you couldn't sleep, uh\n[00:55.19] Pop a lotta shit without that liquor, yup\n[00:57.81] We mind seat up, so take our picture\n[01:00.50] I'm like the boogeyman, nigga, I'll get ya\n[01:03.32] Whether now or later, afterlife, or switcher\n[01:06.09] [Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\n[01:06.96] Yeah, oh shit, aiyo Tone hurry up and get 'em, nigga\n[01:10.52] You knowhatimean, it's about to pop off!\n[01:12.33] Ya'll niggaz clear the fucking floor\n[01:14.15] Get the fuck out the way, come on!\n[01:15.90] [Chorus]\n[01:16.82] [Trife Da God] (Ghostface Killah) {both}\n[01:26.74] Yo, it's Tone in the building (the teams in the building)\n[01:28.50] Niggaz wanna beef {what up, what up, what up}\n[01:30.44] We packed to the ceiling (we constantly chilling)\n[01:33.12] We can cause {we could, we shoot, we slice, we cut}\n[01:35.87] [Ghostface Killah]\n[01:36.71] Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yea, now\n[01:38.53] Yes, my birthday, landed in nay, now\n[01:41.22] Peace to Dirt Dog, I'm back like deja vu\n[01:43.93] Leave your girl around me, I will bag your boo\n[01:46.61] Ahh, you bitch niggaz better listen up\n[01:48.44] Anybody front, paramedics gonna pick 'em up\n[01:51.18] They try to save you, sware to God, I hit the nurse up\n[01:53.90] Like \"Nah, doc, he look better in a herse truck\"\n[01:56.68] I tried to ignore it, his people saw it\n[01:58.48] I ain't the type of dude you go to war with\n[02:00.25] My polo gun yo, will crack the floor shit\n[02:02.04] When the heat's on, you know I draw it\n[02:03.89] I had his number down, Toney just called it\n[02:06.54] [Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\n[02:07.41] Yo, aiyo, Pete Rock, good looking nigga!\n[02:09.29] Staten Island, yo Theodore! What's the deal\n[02:12.85] Slap me one of the ratchets, I'm about to go in! Yo!\n[02:16.42] [Chorus]\n[02:26.43] [Ghostface Killah]\n[02:27.34] Gotta get that cheese, gotta pimp that V\n[02:29.19] Gotta burn those leaves, and uh\n[02:30.94] Pretty Tone make the girls say please\n[02:32.78] Daddy work that d, put it in and be eas' and uh\n[02:35.54] So what, come on, now some of y'all people\n[02:38.24] Might know me from my wallabies\n[02:39.19] Pretty bitches got my number, y'all can dial me\n[02:41.89] I stick it up like an iced cake robbery\n[02:44.55] And when I'm done, y'all can finger nail file me\n[02:47.24] Floss the ill robes since Criminology\n[02:49.01] Supreme Clientele, put the world on top of me\n[02:51.73] Yo babe, hurry up, with those collard greens\n[02:54.46] I represent S.I., ain't as wild as me\n[02:57.25] They lousy, I'm phat like a pound of cheeba weed brownies\n[03:00.85] Tone got the powder squeeze, don't surround me\n[03:02.60] Quick to pick a honey up, shit, the flow's Bounty\n[03:05.36] Ya'll can just crown me!\n[03:07.10] [Outro: Ghostface Killah]\n[03:08.09] Yeah, that's right\n[03:08.96] I like to thank y'all for coming out tonight\n[03:10.78] How y'all like that shit? 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Yo!\n\n[Chorus: Ghostface Killah]\nTell your crew to be easy, niggaz run around\nWith them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay\nGet word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's\nIn the house, put the record on replay\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nGet your nose blowned off by the fifth, uh\nYou wanna be there, layin' all stiff, uh\nEverytime you go uptown, you get jipped, uh\nThat's karma, boy, running your lip, uh\nYou be fronting like you got a bunch of chicks, uh\nYou be at home, nigga, beating your dick, uh\nI'm in the club with the chipped up wrist, uh\nYou at the bar, whoadie, drinkin' my piss, uh\nThe yellow shit, and the bottle ain't Crys', son\nYou turned your muthafuckin' head, nigga, we switched 'em\nYou just mad cause I'm hittin' your sister\nYou in the other room, huh, you couldn't sleep, uh\nPop a lotta shit without that liquor, yup\nWe mind seat up, so take our picture\nI'm like the boogeyman, nigga, I'll get ya\nWhether now or later, afterlife, or switcher\n\n[Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\nYeah, oh shit, aiyo Tone hurry up and get 'em, nigga\nYou knowhatimean, it's about to pop off!\nYa'll niggaz clear the fucking floor\nGet the fuck out the way, come on!\n\n[Chorus]\n\n[Trife Da God] (Ghostface Killah) {both}\nYo, it's Tone in the building (the teams in the building)\nNiggaz wanna beef {what up, what up, what up}\nWe packed to the ceiling (we constantly chilling)\nWe can cause {we could, we shoot, we slice, we cut}\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nShimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yea, now\nYes, my birthday, landed in nay, now\nPeace to Dirt Dog, I'm back like deja vu\nLeave your girl around me, I will bag your boo\nAhh, you bitch niggaz better listen up\nAnybody front, paramedics gonna pick 'em up\nThey try to save you, sware to God, I hit the nurse up\nLike \"Nah, doc, he look better in a herse truck\"\nI tried to ignore it, his people saw it\nI ain't the type of dude you go to war with\nMy polo gun yo, will crack the floor shit\nWhen the heat's on, you know I draw it\nI had his number down, Toney just called it\n\n[Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\nYo, aiyo, Pete Rock, good looking nigga!\nStaten Island, yo Theodore! What's the deal\nSlap me one of the ratchets, I'm about to go in! Yo!\n\n[Chorus]\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nGotta get that cheese, gotta pimp that V\nGotta burn those leaves, and uh\nPretty Tone make the girls say please\nDaddy work that d, put it in and be eas' and uh\nSo what, come on, now some of y'all people\nMight know me from my wallabies\nPretty bitches got my number, y'all can dial me\nI stick it up like an iced cake robbery\nAnd when I'm done, y'all can finger nail file me\nFloss the ill robes since Criminology\nSupreme Clientele, put the world on top of me\nYo babe, hurry up, with those collard greens\nI represent S.I., ain't as wild as me\nThey lousy, I'm phat like a pound of cheeba weed brownies\nTone got the powder squeeze, don't surround me\nQuick to pick a honey up, shit, the flow's Bounty\nYa'll can just crown me!\n\n[Outro: Ghostface Killah]\nYeah, that's right\nI like to thank y'all for coming out tonight\nHow y'all like that shit? Youknowhatimean?\nYou really run New York\nThis is that Theodore shit, muthafucker!","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.94] [Intro: Ghostface Killah]\n[00:01.89] Yeah... what's happpening New York City?\n[00:03.67] It's ya boy Ghost in the muthafuckin' house tonight\n[00:08.18] (\"Don't fuck with Ghost, you'll feel sorry\")\n[00:09.98] Nahwhatimean? We about to get it popping, let's go!\n[00:10.80] Yo! Yo!\n[00:15.33] [Chorus: Ghostface Killah]\n[00:17.17] Tell your crew to be easy, niggaz run around\n[00:18.06] With them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay\n[00:20.86] Get word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's\n[00:23.51] In the house, put the record on replay\n[00:25.34] [Ghostface Killah]\n[00:26.22] Get your nose blowned off by the fifth, uh\n[00:28.07] You wanna be there, layin' all stiff, uh\n[00:29.81] Everytime you go uptown, you get jipped, uh\n[00:32.55] That's karma, boy, running your lip, uh\n[00:35.28] You be fronting like you got a bunch of chicks, uh\n[00:37.93] You be at home, nigga, beating your dick, uh\n[00:40.69] I'm in the club with the chipped up wrist, uh\n[00:42.45] You at the bar, whoadie, drinkin' my piss, uh\n[00:45.26] The yellow shit, and the bottle ain't Crys', son\n[00:47.91] You turned your muthafuckin' head, nigga, we switched 'em\n[00:50.68] You just mad cause I'm hittin' your sister\n[00:53.37] You in the other room, huh, you couldn't sleep, uh\n[00:55.19] Pop a lotta shit without that liquor, yup\n[00:57.81] We mind seat up, so take our picture\n[01:00.50] I'm like the boogeyman, nigga, I'll get ya\n[01:03.32] Whether now or later, afterlife, or switcher\n[01:06.09] [Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\n[01:06.96] Yeah, oh shit, aiyo Tone hurry up and get 'em, nigga\n[01:10.52] You knowhatimean, it's about to pop off!\n[01:12.33] Ya'll niggaz clear the fucking floor\n[01:14.15] Get the fuck out the way, come on!\n[01:15.90] [Chorus]\n[01:16.82] [Trife Da God] (Ghostface Killah) {both}\n[01:26.74] Yo, it's Tone in the building (the teams in the building)\n[01:28.50] Niggaz wanna beef {what up, what up, what up}\n[01:30.44] We packed to the ceiling (we constantly chilling)\n[01:33.12] We can cause {we could, we shoot, we slice, we cut}\n[01:35.87] [Ghostface Killah]\n[01:36.71] Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yea, now\n[01:38.53] Yes, my birthday, landed in nay, now\n[01:41.22] Peace to Dirt Dog, I'm back like deja vu\n[01:43.93] Leave your girl around me, I will bag your boo\n[01:46.61] Ahh, you bitch niggaz better listen up\n[01:48.44] Anybody front, paramedics gonna pick 'em up\n[01:51.18] They try to save you, sware to God, I hit the nurse up\n[01:53.90] Like \"Nah, doc, he look better in a herse truck\"\n[01:56.68] I tried to ignore it, his people saw it\n[01:58.48] I ain't the type of dude you go to war with\n[02:00.25] My polo gun yo, will crack the floor shit\n[02:02.04] When the heat's on, you know I draw it\n[02:03.89] I had his number down, Toney just called it\n[02:06.54] [Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\n[02:07.41] Yo, aiyo, Pete Rock, good looking nigga!\n[02:09.29] Staten Island, yo Theodore! What's the deal\n[02:12.85] Slap me one of the ratchets, I'm about to go in! Yo!\n[02:16.42] [Chorus]\n[02:26.43] [Ghostface Killah]\n[02:27.34] Gotta get that cheese, gotta pimp that V\n[02:29.19] Gotta burn those leaves, and uh\n[02:30.94] Pretty Tone make the girls say please\n[02:32.78] Daddy work that d, put it in and be eas' and uh\n[02:35.54] So what, come on, now some of y'all people\n[02:38.24] Might know me from my wallabies\n[02:39.19] Pretty bitches got my number, y'all can dial me\n[02:41.89] I stick it up like an iced cake robbery\n[02:44.55] And when I'm done, y'all can finger nail file me\n[02:47.24] Floss the ill robes since Criminology\n[02:49.01] Supreme Clientele, put the world on top of me\n[02:51.73] Yo babe, hurry up, with those collard greens\n[02:54.46] I represent S.I., ain't as wild as me\n[02:57.25] They lousy, I'm phat like a pound of cheeba weed brownies\n[03:00.85] Tone got the powder squeeze, don't surround me\n[03:02.60] Quick to pick a honey up, shit, the flow's Bounty\n[03:05.36] Ya'll can just crown me!\n[03:07.10] [Outro: Ghostface Killah]\n[03:08.09] Yeah, that's right\n[03:08.96] I like to thank y'all for coming out tonight\n[03:10.78] How y'all like that shit? 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Yo!\n\n[Chorus: Ghostface Killah]\nTell your crew to be easy, niggaz run around\nWith them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay\nGet word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's\nIn the house, put the record on replay\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nGet your nose blowned off by the fifth, uh\nYou wanna be there, layin' all stiff, uh\nEverytime you go uptown, you get jipped, uh\nThat's karma, boy, running your lip, uh\nYou be fronting like you got a bunch of chicks, uh\nYou be at home, nigga, beating your dick, uh\nI'm in the club with the chipped up wrist, uh\nYou at the bar, whoadie, drinkin' my piss, uh\nThe yellow shit, and the bottle ain't Crys', son\nYou turned your muthafuckin' head, nigga, we switched 'em\nYou just mad cause I'm hittin' your sister\nYou in the other room, huh, you couldn't sleep, uh\nPop a lotta shit without that liquor, yup\nWe mind seat up, so take our picture\nI'm like the boogeyman, nigga, I'll get ya\nWhether now or later, afterlife, or switcher\n\n[Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\nYeah, oh shit, aiyo Tone hurry up and get 'em, nigga\nYou knowhatimean, it's about to pop off!\nYa'll niggaz clear the fucking floor\nGet the fuck out the way, come on!\n\n[Chorus]\n\n[Trife Da God] (Ghostface Killah) {both}\nYo, it's Tone in the building (the teams in the building)\nNiggaz wanna beef {what up, what up, what up}\nWe packed to the ceiling (we constantly chilling)\nWe can cause {we could, we shoot, we slice, we cut}\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nShimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yea, now\nYes, my birthday, landed in nay, now\nPeace to Dirt Dog, I'm back like deja vu\nLeave your girl around me, I will bag your boo\nAhh, you bitch niggaz better listen up\nAnybody front, paramedics gonna pick 'em up\nThey try to save you, sware to God, I hit the nurse up\nLike \"Nah, doc, he look better in a herse truck\"\nI tried to ignore it, his people saw it\nI ain't the type of dude you go to war with\nMy polo gun yo, will crack the floor shit\nWhen the heat's on, you know I draw it\nI had his number down, Toney just called it\n\n[Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\nYo, aiyo, Pete Rock, good looking nigga!\nStaten Island, yo Theodore! What's the deal\nSlap me one of the ratchets, I'm about to go in! Yo!\n\n[Chorus]\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nGotta get that cheese, gotta pimp that V\nGotta burn those leaves, and uh\nPretty Tone make the girls say please\nDaddy work that d, put it in and be eas' and uh\nSo what, come on, now some of y'all people\nMight know me from my wallabies\nPretty bitches got my number, y'all can dial me\nI stick it up like an iced cake robbery\nAnd when I'm done, y'all can finger nail file me\nFloss the ill robes since Criminology\nSupreme Clientele, put the world on top of me\nYo babe, hurry up, with those collard greens\nI represent S.I., ain't as wild as me\nThey lousy, I'm phat like a pound of cheeba weed brownies\nTone got the powder squeeze, don't surround me\nQuick to pick a honey up, shit, the flow's Bounty\nYa'll can just crown me!\n\n[Outro: Ghostface Killah]\nYeah, that's right\nI like to thank y'all for coming out tonight\nHow y'all like that shit? Youknowhatimean?\nYou really run New York\nThis is that Theodore shit, muthafucker!","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.95] [Intro: Ghostface Killah]\n[00:01.81] Yeah... what's happpening New York City?\n[00:03.67] It's ya boy Ghost in the muthafuckin' house tonight\n[00:08.11] (\"Don't fuck with Ghost, you'll feel sorry\")\n[00:09.96] Nahwhatimean? We about to get it popping, let's go!\n[00:10.88] Yo! Yo!\n[00:15.39] [Chorus: Ghostface Killah]\n[00:17.17] Tell your crew to be easy, niggaz run around\n[00:18.00] With them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay\n[00:20.83] Get word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's\n[00:23.51] In the house, put the record on replay\n[00:25.31] [Ghostface Killah]\n[00:26.28] Get your nose blowned off by the fifth, uh\n[00:28.00] You wanna be there, layin' all stiff, uh\n[00:29.85] Everytime you go uptown, you get jipped, uh\n[00:32.55] That's karma, boy, running your lip, uh\n[00:35.25] You be fronting like you got a bunch of chicks, uh\n[00:37.95] You be at home, nigga, beating your dick, uh\n[00:40.68] I'm in the club with the chipped up wrist, uh\n[00:42.42] You at the bar, whoadie, drinkin' my piss, uh\n[00:45.22] The yellow shit, and the bottle ain't Crys', son\n[00:47.93] You turned your muthafuckin' head, nigga, we switched 'em\n[00:50.68] You just mad cause I'm hittin' your sister\n[00:53.33] You in the other room, huh, you couldn't sleep, uh\n[00:55.10] Pop a lotta shit without that liquor, yup\n[00:57.82] We mind seat up, so take our picture\n[01:00.53] I'm like the boogeyman, nigga, I'll get ya\n[01:03.38] Whether now or later, afterlife, or switcher\n[01:06.07] [Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\n[01:06.95] Yeah, oh shit, aiyo Tone hurry up and get 'em, nigga\n[01:10.59] You knowhatimean, it's about to pop off!\n[01:12.33] Ya'll niggaz clear the fucking floor\n[01:14.17] Get the fuck out the way, come on!\n[01:15.96] [Chorus]\n[01:16.86] [Trife Da God] (Ghostface Killah) {both}\n[01:26.73] Yo, it's Tone in the building (the teams in the building)\n[01:28.55] Niggaz wanna beef {what up, what up, what up}\n[01:30.44] We packed to the ceiling (we constantly chilling)\n[01:33.10] We can cause {we could, we shoot, we slice, we cut}\n[01:35.86] [Ghostface Killah]\n[01:36.77] Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yea, now\n[01:38.51] Yes, my birthday, landed in nay, now\n[01:41.28] Peace to Dirt Dog, I'm back like deja vu\n[01:43.95] Leave your girl around me, I will bag your boo\n[01:46.61] Ahh, you bitch niggaz better listen up\n[01:48.43] Anybody front, paramedics gonna pick 'em up\n[01:51.11] They try to save you, sware to God, I hit the nurse up\n[01:53.97] Like \"Nah, doc, he look better in a herse truck\"\n[01:56.69] I tried to ignore it, his people saw it\n[01:58.49] I ain't the type of dude you go to war with\n[02:00.29] My polo gun yo, will crack the floor shit\n[02:02.02] When the heat's on, you know I draw it\n[02:03.83] I had his number down, Toney just called it\n[02:06.58] [Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\n[02:07.45] Yo, aiyo, Pete Rock, good looking nigga!\n[02:09.24] Staten Island, yo Theodore! What's the deal\n[02:12.80] Slap me one of the ratchets, I'm about to go in! Yo!\n[02:16.49] [Chorus]\n[02:26.43] [Ghostface Killah]\n[02:27.38] Gotta get that cheese, gotta pimp that V\n[02:29.16] Gotta burn those leaves, and uh\n[02:30.92] Pretty Tone make the girls say please\n[02:32.71] Daddy work that d, put it in and be eas' and uh\n[02:35.52] So what, come on, now some of y'all people\n[02:38.29] Might know me from my wallabies\n[02:39.17] Pretty bitches got my number, y'all can dial me\n[02:41.85] I stick it up like an iced cake robbery\n[02:44.54] And when I'm done, y'all can finger nail file me\n[02:47.21] Floss the ill robes since Criminology\n[02:49.05] Supreme Clientele, put the world on top of me\n[02:51.70] Yo babe, hurry up, with those collard greens\n[02:54.48] I represent S.I., ain't as wild as me\n[02:57.26] They lousy, I'm phat like a pound of cheeba weed brownies\n[03:00.88] Tone got the powder squeeze, don't surround me\n[03:02.64] Quick to pick a honey up, shit, the flow's Bounty\n[03:05.38] Ya'll can just crown me!\n[03:07.12] [Outro: Ghostface Killah]\n[03:08.05] Yeah, that's right\n[03:08.96] I like to thank y'all for coming out tonight\n[03:10.71] How y'all like that shit? 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Yo!\n\n  [Chorus]\n\n  [Ghostface Killah]\n  Gotta get that cheese, gotta pimp that V\n  Gotta burn those leaves, and uh\n  Pretty Tone make the girls say please\n  Daddy work that d, put it in and be eas' and uh\n  So what, come on, now some of y'all people\n  Might know me from my wallabies\n  Pretty bitches got my number, y'all can dial me\n  I stick it up like an iced cake robbery\n  And when I'm done, y'all can finger nail file me\n  Floss the ill robes since Criminology\n  Supreme Clientele, put the world on top of me\n  Yo babe, hurry up, with those collard greens\n  I represent S.I., ain't as wild as me\n  They lousy, I'm phat like a pound of cheeba weed brownies\n  Tone got the powder squeeze, don't surround me\n  Quick to pick a honey up, shit, the flow's Bounty\n  Ya'll can just crown me!\n\n  [Outro: Ghostface Killah]\n  Yeah, that's right\n  I like to thank y'all for coming out tonight\n  How y'all like that shit? 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Yo!\n\n[Chorus: Ghostface Killah]\nTell your crew to be easy, niggaz run around\nWith them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay\nGet word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's\nIn the house, put the record on replay\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nGet your nose blowned off by the fifth, uh\nYou wanna be there, layin' all stiff, uh\nEverytime you go uptown, you get jipped, uh\nThat's karma, boy, running your lip, uh\nYou be fronting like you got a bunch of chicks, uh\nYou be at home, nigga, beating your dick, uh\nI'm in the club with the chipped up wrist, uh\nYou at the bar, whoadie, drinkin' my piss, uh\nThe yellow shit, and the bottle ain't Crys', son\nYou turned your muthafuckin' head, nigga, we switched 'em\nYou just mad cause I'm hittin' your sister\nYou in the other room, huh, you couldn't sleep, uh\nPop a lotta shit without that liquor, yup\nWe mind seat up, so take our picture\nI'm like the boogeyman, nigga, I'll get ya\nWhether now or later, afterlife, or switcher\n\n[Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\nYeah, oh shit, aiyo Tone hurry up and get 'em, nigga\nYou knowhatimean, it's about to pop off!\nYa'll niggaz clear the fucking floor\nGet the fuck out the way, come on!\n\n[Chorus]\n\n[Trife Da God] (Ghostface Killah) {both}\nYo, it's Tone in the building (the teams in the building)\nNiggaz wanna beef {what up, what up, what up}\nWe packed to the ceiling (we constantly chilling)\nWe can cause {we could, we shoot, we slice, we cut}\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nShimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yea, now\nYes, my birthday, landed in nay, now\nPeace to Dirt Dog, I'm back like deja vu\nLeave your girl around me, I will bag your boo\nAhh, you bitch niggaz better listen up\nAnybody front, paramedics gonna pick 'em up\nThey try to save you, sware to God, I hit the nurse up\nLike \"Nah, doc, he look better in a herse truck\"\nI tried to ignore it, his people saw it\nI ain't the type of dude you go to war with\nMy polo gun yo, will crack the floor shit\nWhen the heat's on, you know I draw it\nI had his number down, Toney just called it\n\n[Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\nYo, aiyo, Pete Rock, good looking nigga!\nStaten Island, yo Theodore! What's the deal\nSlap me one of the ratchets, I'm about to go in! Yo!\n\n[Chorus]\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nGotta get that cheese, gotta pimp that V\nGotta burn those leaves, and uh\nPretty Tone make the girls say please\nDaddy work that d, put it in and be eas' and uh\nSo what, come on, now some of y'all people\nMight know me from my wallabies\nPretty bitches got my number, y'all can dial me\nI stick it up like an iced cake robbery\nAnd when I'm done, y'all can finger nail file me\nFloss the ill robes since Criminology\nSupreme Clientele, put the world on top of me\nYo babe, hurry up, with those collard greens\nI represent S.I., ain't as wild as me\nThey lousy, I'm phat like a pound of cheeba weed brownies\nTone got the powder squeeze, don't surround me\nQuick to pick a honey up, shit, the flow's Bounty\nYa'll can just crown me!\n\n[Outro: Ghostface Killah]\nYeah, that's right\nI like to thank y'all for coming out tonight\nHow y'all like that shit? Youknowhatimean?\nYou really run New York\nThis is that Theodore shit, muthafucker!","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.94] [Intro: Ghostface Killah]\n[00:01.89] Yeah... what's happpening New York City?\n[00:03.67] It's ya boy Ghost in the muthafuckin' house tonight\n[00:08.18] (\"Don't fuck with Ghost, you'll feel sorry\")\n[00:09.98] Nahwhatimean? We about to get it popping, let's go!\n[00:10.80] Yo! Yo!\n[00:15.33] [Chorus: Ghostface Killah]\n[00:17.17] Tell your crew to be easy, niggaz run around\n[00:18.06] With them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay\n[00:20.86] Get word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's\n[00:23.51] In the house, put the record on replay\n[00:25.34] [Ghostface Killah]\n[00:26.22] Get your nose blowned off by the fifth, uh\n[00:28.07] You wanna be there, layin' all stiff, uh\n[00:29.81] Everytime you go uptown, you get jipped, uh\n[00:32.55] That's karma, boy, running your lip, uh\n[00:35.28] You be fronting like you got a bunch of chicks, uh\n[00:37.93] You be at home, nigga, beating your dick, uh\n[00:40.69] I'm in the club with the chipped up wrist, uh\n[00:42.45] You at the bar, whoadie, drinkin' my piss, uh\n[00:45.26] The yellow shit, and the bottle ain't Crys', son\n[00:47.91] You turned your muthafuckin' head, nigga, we switched 'em\n[00:50.68] You just mad cause I'm hittin' your sister\n[00:53.37] You in the other room, huh, you couldn't sleep, uh\n[00:55.19] Pop a lotta shit without that liquor, yup\n[00:57.81] We mind seat up, so take our picture\n[01:00.50] I'm like the boogeyman, nigga, I'll get ya\n[01:03.32] Whether now or later, afterlife, or switcher\n[01:06.09] [Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\n[01:06.96] Yeah, oh shit, aiyo Tone hurry up and get 'em, nigga\n[01:10.52] You knowhatimean, it's about to pop off!\n[01:12.33] Ya'll niggaz clear the fucking floor\n[01:14.15] Get the fuck out the way, come on!\n[01:15.90] [Chorus]\n[01:16.82] [Trife Da God] (Ghostface Killah) {both}\n[01:26.74] Yo, it's Tone in the building (the teams in the building)\n[01:28.50] Niggaz wanna beef {what up, what up, what up}\n[01:30.44] We packed to the ceiling (we constantly chilling)\n[01:33.12] We can cause {we could, we shoot, we slice, we cut}\n[01:35.87] [Ghostface Killah]\n[01:36.71] Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yea, now\n[01:38.53] Yes, my birthday, landed in nay, now\n[01:41.22] Peace to Dirt Dog, I'm back like deja vu\n[01:43.93] Leave your girl around me, I will bag your boo\n[01:46.61] Ahh, you bitch niggaz better listen up\n[01:48.44] Anybody front, paramedics gonna pick 'em up\n[01:51.18] They try to save you, sware to God, I hit the nurse up\n[01:53.90] Like \"Nah, doc, he look better in a herse truck\"\n[01:56.68] I tried to ignore it, his people saw it\n[01:58.48] I ain't the type of dude you go to war with\n[02:00.25] My polo gun yo, will crack the floor shit\n[02:02.04] When the heat's on, you know I draw it\n[02:03.89] I had his number down, Toney just called it\n[02:06.54] [Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\n[02:07.41] Yo, aiyo, Pete Rock, good looking nigga!\n[02:09.29] Staten Island, yo Theodore! What's the deal\n[02:12.85] Slap me one of the ratchets, I'm about to go in! Yo!\n[02:16.42] [Chorus]\n[02:26.43] [Ghostface Killah]\n[02:27.34] Gotta get that cheese, gotta pimp that V\n[02:29.19] Gotta burn those leaves, and uh\n[02:30.94] Pretty Tone make the girls say please\n[02:32.78] Daddy work that d, put it in and be eas' and uh\n[02:35.54] So what, come on, now some of y'all people\n[02:38.24] Might know me from my wallabies\n[02:39.19] Pretty bitches got my number, y'all can dial me\n[02:41.89] I stick it up like an iced cake robbery\n[02:44.55] And when I'm done, y'all can finger nail file me\n[02:47.24] Floss the ill robes since Criminology\n[02:49.01] Supreme Clientele, put the world on top of me\n[02:51.73] Yo babe, hurry up, with those collard greens\n[02:54.46] I represent S.I., ain't as wild as me\n[02:57.25] They lousy, I'm phat like a pound of cheeba weed brownies\n[03:00.85] Tone got the powder squeeze, don't surround me\n[03:02.60] Quick to pick a honey up, shit, the flow's Bounty\n[03:05.36] Ya'll can just crown me!\n[03:07.10] [Outro: Ghostface Killah]\n[03:08.09] Yeah, that's right\n[03:08.96] I like to thank y'all for coming out tonight\n[03:10.78] How y'all like that shit? 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Yo!\n\n[Chorus: Ghostface Killah]\nTell your crew to be easy, niggaz run around\nWith them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay\nGet word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's\nIn the house, put the record on replay\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nGet your nose blowned off by the fifth, uh\nYou wanna be there, layin' all stiff, uh\nEverytime you go uptown, you get jipped, uh\nThat's karma, boy, running your lip, uh\nYou be fronting like you got a bunch of chicks, uh\nYou be at home, nigga, beating your dick, uh\nI'm in the club with the chipped up wrist, uh\nYou at the bar, whoadie, drinkin' my piss, uh\nThe yellow shit, and the bottle ain't Crys', son\nYou turned your muthafuckin' head, nigga, we switched 'em\nYou just mad cause I'm hittin' your sister\nYou in the other room, huh, you couldn't sleep, uh\nPop a lotta shit without that liquor, yup\nWe mind seat up, so take our picture\nI'm like the boogeyman, nigga, I'll get ya\nWhether now or later, afterlife, or switcher\n\n[Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\nYeah, oh shit, aiyo Tone hurry up and get 'em, nigga\nYou knowhatimean, it's about to pop off!\nYa'll niggaz clear the fucking floor\nGet the fuck out the way, come on!\n\n[Chorus]\n\n[Trife Da God] (Ghostface Killah) {both}\nYo, it's Tone in the building (the teams in the building)\nNiggaz wanna beef {what up, what up, what up}\nWe packed to the ceiling (we constantly chilling)\nWe can cause {we could, we shoot, we slice, we cut}\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nShimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yea, now\nYes, my birthday, landed in nay, now\nPeace to Dirt Dog, I'm back like deja vu\nLeave your girl around me, I will bag your boo\nAhh, you bitch niggaz better listen up\nAnybody front, paramedics gonna pick 'em up\nThey try to save you, sware to God, I hit the nurse up\nLike \"Nah, doc, he look better in a herse truck\"\nI tried to ignore it, his people saw it\nI ain't the type of dude you go to war with\nMy polo gun yo, will crack the floor shit\nWhen the heat's on, you know I draw it\nI had his number down, Toney just called it\n\n[Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\nYo, aiyo, Pete Rock, good looking nigga!\nStaten Island, yo Theodore! What's the deal\nSlap me one of the ratchets, I'm about to go in! Yo!\n\n[Chorus]\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nGotta get that cheese, gotta pimp that V\nGotta burn those leaves, and uh\nPretty Tone make the girls say please\nDaddy work that d, put it in and be eas' and uh\nSo what, come on, now some of y'all people\nMight know me from my wallabies\nPretty bitches got my number, y'all can dial me\nI stick it up like an iced cake robbery\nAnd when I'm done, y'all can finger nail file me\nFloss the ill robes since Criminology\nSupreme Clientele, put the world on top of me\nYo babe, hurry up, with those collard greens\nI represent S.I., ain't as wild as me\nThey lousy, I'm phat like a pound of cheeba weed brownies\nTone got the powder squeeze, don't surround me\nQuick to pick a honey up, shit, the flow's Bounty\nYa'll can just crown me!\n\n[Outro: Ghostface Killah]\nYeah, that's right\nI like to thank y'all for coming out tonight\nHow y'all like that shit? Youknowhatimean?\nYou really run New York\nThis is that Theodore shit, muthafucker!","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.94] [Intro: Ghostface Killah]\n[00:01.89] Yeah... what's happpening New York City?\n[00:03.67] It's ya boy Ghost in the muthafuckin' house tonight\n[00:08.18] (\"Don't fuck with Ghost, you'll feel sorry\")\n[00:09.98] Nahwhatimean? We about to get it popping, let's go!\n[00:10.80] Yo! Yo!\n[00:15.33] [Chorus: Ghostface Killah]\n[00:17.17] Tell your crew to be easy, niggaz run around\n[00:18.06] With them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay\n[00:20.86] Get word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's\n[00:23.51] In the house, put the record on replay\n[00:25.34] [Ghostface Killah]\n[00:26.22] Get your nose blowned off by the fifth, uh\n[00:28.07] You wanna be there, layin' all stiff, uh\n[00:29.81] Everytime you go uptown, you get jipped, uh\n[00:32.55] That's karma, boy, running your lip, uh\n[00:35.28] You be fronting like you got a bunch of chicks, uh\n[00:37.93] You be at home, nigga, beating your dick, uh\n[00:40.69] I'm in the club with the chipped up wrist, uh\n[00:42.45] You at the bar, whoadie, drinkin' my piss, uh\n[00:45.26] The yellow shit, and the bottle ain't Crys', son\n[00:47.91] You turned your muthafuckin' head, nigga, we switched 'em\n[00:50.68] You just mad cause I'm hittin' your sister\n[00:53.37] You in the other room, huh, you couldn't sleep, uh\n[00:55.19] Pop a lotta shit without that liquor, yup\n[00:57.81] We mind seat up, so take our picture\n[01:00.50] I'm like the boogeyman, nigga, I'll get ya\n[01:03.32] Whether now or later, afterlife, or switcher\n[01:06.09] [Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\n[01:06.96] Yeah, oh shit, aiyo Tone hurry up and get 'em, nigga\n[01:10.52] You knowhatimean, it's about to pop off!\n[01:12.33] Ya'll niggaz clear the fucking floor\n[01:14.15] Get the fuck out the way, come on!\n[01:15.90] [Chorus]\n[01:16.82] [Trife Da God] (Ghostface Killah) {both}\n[01:26.74] Yo, it's Tone in the building (the teams in the building)\n[01:28.50] Niggaz wanna beef {what up, what up, what up}\n[01:30.44] We packed to the ceiling (we constantly chilling)\n[01:33.12] We can cause {we could, we shoot, we slice, we cut}\n[01:35.87] [Ghostface Killah]\n[01:36.71] Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yea, now\n[01:38.53] Yes, my birthday, landed in nay, now\n[01:41.22] Peace to Dirt Dog, I'm back like deja vu\n[01:43.93] Leave your girl around me, I will bag your boo\n[01:46.61] Ahh, you bitch niggaz better listen up\n[01:48.44] Anybody front, paramedics gonna pick 'em up\n[01:51.18] They try to save you, sware to God, I hit the nurse up\n[01:53.90] Like \"Nah, doc, he look better in a herse truck\"\n[01:56.68] I tried to ignore it, his people saw it\n[01:58.48] I ain't the type of dude you go to war with\n[02:00.25] My polo gun yo, will crack the floor shit\n[02:02.04] When the heat's on, you know I draw it\n[02:03.89] I had his number down, Toney just called it\n[02:06.54] [Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\n[02:07.41] Yo, aiyo, Pete Rock, good looking nigga!\n[02:09.29] Staten Island, yo Theodore! What's the deal\n[02:12.85] Slap me one of the ratchets, I'm about to go in! Yo!\n[02:16.42] [Chorus]\n[02:26.43] [Ghostface Killah]\n[02:27.34] Gotta get that cheese, gotta pimp that V\n[02:29.19] Gotta burn those leaves, and uh\n[02:30.94] Pretty Tone make the girls say please\n[02:32.78] Daddy work that d, put it in and be eas' and uh\n[02:35.54] So what, come on, now some of y'all people\n[02:38.24] Might know me from my wallabies\n[02:39.19] Pretty bitches got my number, y'all can dial me\n[02:41.89] I stick it up like an iced cake robbery\n[02:44.55] And when I'm done, y'all can finger nail file me\n[02:47.24] Floss the ill robes since Criminology\n[02:49.01] Supreme Clientele, put the world on top of me\n[02:51.73] Yo babe, hurry up, with those collard greens\n[02:54.46] I represent S.I., ain't as wild as me\n[02:57.25] They lousy, I'm phat like a pound of cheeba weed brownies\n[03:00.85] Tone got the powder squeeze, don't surround me\n[03:02.60] Quick to pick a honey up, shit, the flow's Bounty\n[03:05.36] Ya'll can just crown me!\n[03:07.10] [Outro: Ghostface Killah]\n[03:08.09] Yeah, that's right\n[03:08.96] I like to thank y'all for coming out tonight\n[03:10.78] How y'all like that shit? 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Yo!\n\n[Chorus: Ghostface Killah]\nTell your crew to be easy, niggaz run around\nWith them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay\nGet word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's\nIn the house, put the record on replay\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nGet your nose blowned off by the fifth, uh\nYou wanna be there, layin' all stiff, uh\nEverytime you go uptown, you get jipped, uh\nThat's karma, boy, running your lip, uh\nYou be fronting like you got a bunch of chicks, uh\nYou be at home, nigga, beating your dick, uh\nI'm in the club with the chipped up wrist, uh\nYou at the bar, whoadie, drinkin' my piss, uh\nThe yellow shit, and the bottle ain't Crys', son\nYou turned your muthafuckin' head, nigga, we switched 'em\nYou just mad cause I'm hittin' your sister\nYou in the other room, huh, you couldn't sleep, uh\nPop a lotta shit without that liquor, yup\nWe mind seat up, so take our picture\nI'm like the boogeyman, nigga, I'll get ya\nWhether now or later, afterlife, or switcher\n\n[Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\nYeah, oh shit, aiyo Tone hurry up and get 'em, nigga\nYou knowhatimean, it's about to pop off!\nYa'll niggaz clear the fucking floor\nGet the fuck out the way, come on!\n\n[Chorus]\n\n[Trife Da God] (Ghostface Killah) {both}\nYo, it's Tone in the building (the teams in the building)\nNiggaz wanna beef {what up, what up, what up}\nWe packed to the ceiling (we constantly chilling)\nWe can cause {we could, we shoot, we slice, we cut}\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nShimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yea, now\nYes, my birthday, landed in nay, now\nPeace to Dirt Dog, I'm back like deja vu\nLeave your girl around me, I will bag your boo\nAhh, you bitch niggaz better listen up\nAnybody front, paramedics gonna pick 'em up\nThey try to save you, sware to God, I hit the nurse up\nLike \"Nah, doc, he look better in a herse truck\"\nI tried to ignore it, his people saw it\nI ain't the type of dude you go to war with\nMy polo gun yo, will crack the floor shit\nWhen the heat's on, you know I draw it\nI had his number down, Toney just called it\n\n[Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\nYo, aiyo, Pete Rock, good looking nigga!\nStaten Island, yo Theodore! What's the deal\nSlap me one of the ratchets, I'm about to go in! Yo!\n\n[Chorus]\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nGotta get that cheese, gotta pimp that V\nGotta burn those leaves, and uh\nPretty Tone make the girls say please\nDaddy work that d, put it in and be eas' and uh\nSo what, come on, now some of y'all people\nMight know me from my wallabies\nPretty bitches got my number, y'all can dial me\nI stick it up like an iced cake robbery\nAnd when I'm done, y'all can finger nail file me\nFloss the ill robes since Criminology\nSupreme Clientele, put the world on top of me\nYo babe, hurry up, with those collard greens\nI represent S.I., ain't as wild as me\nThey lousy, I'm phat like a pound of cheeba weed brownies\nTone got the powder squeeze, don't surround me\nQuick to pick a honey up, shit, the flow's Bounty\nYa'll can just crown me!\n\n[Outro: Ghostface Killah]\nYeah, that's right\nI like to thank y'all for coming out tonight\nHow y'all like that shit? Youknowhatimean?\nYou really run New York\nThis is that Theodore shit, muthafucker!","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.95] [Intro: Ghostface Killah]\n[00:01.81] Yeah... what's happpening New York City?\n[00:03.67] It's ya boy Ghost in the muthafuckin' house tonight\n[00:08.11] (\"Don't fuck with Ghost, you'll feel sorry\")\n[00:09.96] Nahwhatimean? We about to get it popping, let's go!\n[00:10.88] Yo! Yo!\n[00:15.39] [Chorus: Ghostface Killah]\n[00:17.17] Tell your crew to be easy, niggaz run around\n[00:18.00] With them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay\n[00:20.83] Get word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's\n[00:23.51] In the house, put the record on replay\n[00:25.31] [Ghostface Killah]\n[00:26.28] Get your nose blowned off by the fifth, uh\n[00:28.00] You wanna be there, layin' all stiff, uh\n[00:29.85] Everytime you go uptown, you get jipped, uh\n[00:32.55] That's karma, boy, running your lip, uh\n[00:35.25] You be fronting like you got a bunch of chicks, uh\n[00:37.95] You be at home, nigga, beating your dick, uh\n[00:40.68] I'm in the club with the chipped up wrist, uh\n[00:42.42] You at the bar, whoadie, drinkin' my piss, uh\n[00:45.22] The yellow shit, and the bottle ain't Crys', son\n[00:47.93] You turned your muthafuckin' head, nigga, we switched 'em\n[00:50.68] You just mad cause I'm hittin' your sister\n[00:53.33] You in the other room, huh, you couldn't sleep, uh\n[00:55.10] Pop a lotta shit without that liquor, yup\n[00:57.82] We mind seat up, so take our picture\n[01:00.53] I'm like the boogeyman, nigga, I'll get ya\n[01:03.38] Whether now or later, afterlife, or switcher\n[01:06.07] [Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\n[01:06.95] Yeah, oh shit, aiyo Tone hurry up and get 'em, nigga\n[01:10.59] You knowhatimean, it's about to pop off!\n[01:12.33] Ya'll niggaz clear the fucking floor\n[01:14.17] Get the fuck out the way, come on!\n[01:15.96] [Chorus]\n[01:16.86] [Trife Da God] (Ghostface Killah) {both}\n[01:26.73] Yo, it's Tone in the building (the teams in the building)\n[01:28.55] Niggaz wanna beef {what up, what up, what up}\n[01:30.44] We packed to the ceiling (we constantly chilling)\n[01:33.10] We can cause {we could, we shoot, we slice, we cut}\n[01:35.86] [Ghostface Killah]\n[01:36.77] Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yea, now\n[01:38.51] Yes, my birthday, landed in nay, now\n[01:41.28] Peace to Dirt Dog, I'm back like deja vu\n[01:43.95] Leave your girl around me, I will bag your boo\n[01:46.61] Ahh, you bitch niggaz better listen up\n[01:48.43] Anybody front, paramedics gonna pick 'em up\n[01:51.11] They try to save you, sware to God, I hit the nurse up\n[01:53.97] Like \"Nah, doc, he look better in a herse truck\"\n[01:56.69] I tried to ignore it, his people saw it\n[01:58.49] I ain't the type of dude you go to war with\n[02:00.29] My polo gun yo, will crack the floor shit\n[02:02.02] When the heat's on, you know I draw it\n[02:03.83] I had his number down, Toney just called it\n[02:06.58] [Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\n[02:07.45] Yo, aiyo, Pete Rock, good looking nigga!\n[02:09.24] Staten Island, yo Theodore! What's the deal\n[02:12.80] Slap me one of the ratchets, I'm about to go in! Yo!\n[02:16.49] [Chorus]\n[02:26.43] [Ghostface Killah]\n[02:27.38] Gotta get that cheese, gotta pimp that V\n[02:29.16] Gotta burn those leaves, and uh\n[02:30.92] Pretty Tone make the girls say please\n[02:32.71] Daddy work that d, put it in and be eas' and uh\n[02:35.52] So what, come on, now some of y'all people\n[02:38.29] Might know me from my wallabies\n[02:39.17] Pretty bitches got my number, y'all can dial me\n[02:41.85] I stick it up like an iced cake robbery\n[02:44.54] And when I'm done, y'all can finger nail file me\n[02:47.21] Floss the ill robes since Criminology\n[02:49.05] Supreme Clientele, put the world on top of me\n[02:51.70] Yo babe, hurry up, with those collard greens\n[02:54.48] I represent S.I., ain't as wild as me\n[02:57.26] They lousy, I'm phat like a pound of cheeba weed brownies\n[03:00.88] Tone got the powder squeeze, don't surround me\n[03:02.64] Quick to pick a honey up, shit, the flow's Bounty\n[03:05.38] Ya'll can just crown me!\n[03:07.12] [Outro: Ghostface Killah]\n[03:08.05] Yeah, that's right\n[03:08.96] I like to thank y'all for coming out tonight\n[03:10.71] How y'all like that shit? 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Yo!\n\n  [Chorus]\n\n  [Ghostface Killah]\n  Gotta get that cheese, gotta pimp that V\n  Gotta burn those leaves, and uh\n  Pretty Tone make the girls say please\n  Daddy work that d, put it in and be eas' and uh\n  So what, come on, now some of y'all people\n  Might know me from my wallabies\n  Pretty bitches got my number, y'all can dial me\n  I stick it up like an iced cake robbery\n  And when I'm done, y'all can finger nail file me\n  Floss the ill robes since Criminology\n  Supreme Clientele, put the world on top of me\n  Yo babe, hurry up, with those collard greens\n  I represent S.I., ain't as wild as me\n  They lousy, I'm phat like a pound of cheeba weed brownies\n  Tone got the powder squeeze, don't surround me\n  Quick to pick a honey up, shit, the flow's Bounty\n  Ya'll can just crown me!\n\n  [Outro: Ghostface Killah]\n  Yeah, that's right\n  I like to thank y'all for coming out tonight\n  How y'all like that shit? 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Yo!\n\n[Chorus: Ghostface Killah]\nTell your crew to be easy, niggaz run around\nWith them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay\nGet word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's\nIn the house, put the record on replay\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nGet your nose blowned off by the fifth, uh\nYou wanna be there, layin' all stiff, uh\nEverytime you go uptown, you get jipped, uh\nThat's karma, boy, running your lip, uh\nYou be fronting like you got a bunch of chicks, uh\nYou be at home, nigga, beating your dick, uh\nI'm in the club with the chipped up wrist, uh\nYou at the bar, whoadie, drinkin' my piss, uh\nThe yellow shit, and the bottle ain't Crys', son\nYou turned your muthafuckin' head, nigga, we switched 'em\nYou just mad cause I'm hittin' your sister\nYou in the other room, huh, you couldn't sleep, uh\nPop a lotta shit without that liquor, yup\nWe mind seat up, so take our picture\nI'm like the boogeyman, nigga, I'll get ya\nWhether now or later, afterlife, or switcher\n\n[Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\nYeah, oh shit, aiyo Tone hurry up and get 'em, nigga\nYou knowhatimean, it's about to pop off!\nYa'll niggaz clear the fucking floor\nGet the fuck out the way, come on!\n\n[Chorus]\n\n[Trife Da God] (Ghostface Killah) {both}\nYo, it's Tone in the building (the teams in the building)\nNiggaz wanna beef {what up, what up, what up}\nWe packed to the ceiling (we constantly chilling)\nWe can cause {we could, we shoot, we slice, we cut}\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nShimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yea, now\nYes, my birthday, landed in nay, now\nPeace to Dirt Dog, I'm back like deja vu\nLeave your girl around me, I will bag your boo\nAhh, you bitch niggaz better listen up\nAnybody front, paramedics gonna pick 'em up\nThey try to save you, sware to God, I hit the nurse up\nLike \"Nah, doc, he look better in a herse truck\"\nI tried to ignore it, his people saw it\nI ain't the type of dude you go to war with\nMy polo gun yo, will crack the floor shit\nWhen the heat's on, you know I draw it\nI had his number down, Toney just called it\n\n[Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\nYo, aiyo, Pete Rock, good looking nigga!\nStaten Island, yo Theodore! What's the deal\nSlap me one of the ratchets, I'm about to go in! Yo!\n\n[Chorus]\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nGotta get that cheese, gotta pimp that V\nGotta burn those leaves, and uh\nPretty Tone make the girls say please\nDaddy work that d, put it in and be eas' and uh\nSo what, come on, now some of y'all people\nMight know me from my wallabies\nPretty bitches got my number, y'all can dial me\nI stick it up like an iced cake robbery\nAnd when I'm done, y'all can finger nail file me\nFloss the ill robes since Criminology\nSupreme Clientele, put the world on top of me\nYo babe, hurry up, with those collard greens\nI represent S.I., ain't as wild as me\nThey lousy, I'm phat like a pound of cheeba weed brownies\nTone got the powder squeeze, don't surround me\nQuick to pick a honey up, shit, the flow's Bounty\nYa'll can just crown me!\n\n[Outro: Ghostface Killah]\nYeah, that's right\nI like to thank y'all for coming out tonight\nHow y'all like that shit? Youknowhatimean?\nYou really run New York\nThis is that Theodore shit, muthafucker!","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.95] [Intro: Ghostface Killah]\n[00:01.81] Yeah... what's happpening New York City?\n[00:03.67] It's ya boy Ghost in the muthafuckin' house tonight\n[00:08.11] (\"Don't fuck with Ghost, you'll feel sorry\")\n[00:09.96] Nahwhatimean? We about to get it popping, let's go!\n[00:10.88] Yo! Yo!\n[00:15.39] [Chorus: Ghostface Killah]\n[00:17.17] Tell your crew to be easy, niggaz run around\n[00:18.00] With them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay\n[00:20.83] Get word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's\n[00:23.51] In the house, put the record on replay\n[00:25.31] [Ghostface Killah]\n[00:26.28] Get your nose blowned off by the fifth, uh\n[00:28.00] You wanna be there, layin' all stiff, uh\n[00:29.85] Everytime you go uptown, you get jipped, uh\n[00:32.55] That's karma, boy, running your lip, uh\n[00:35.25] You be fronting like you got a bunch of chicks, uh\n[00:37.95] You be at home, nigga, beating your dick, uh\n[00:40.68] I'm in the club with the chipped up wrist, uh\n[00:42.42] You at the bar, whoadie, drinkin' my piss, uh\n[00:45.22] The yellow shit, and the bottle ain't Crys', son\n[00:47.93] You turned your muthafuckin' head, nigga, we switched 'em\n[00:50.68] You just mad cause I'm hittin' your sister\n[00:53.33] You in the other room, huh, you couldn't sleep, uh\n[00:55.10] Pop a lotta shit without that liquor, yup\n[00:57.82] We mind seat up, so take our picture\n[01:00.53] I'm like the boogeyman, nigga, I'll get ya\n[01:03.38] Whether now or later, afterlife, or switcher\n[01:06.07] [Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\n[01:06.95] Yeah, oh shit, aiyo Tone hurry up and get 'em, nigga\n[01:10.59] You knowhatimean, it's about to pop off!\n[01:12.33] Ya'll niggaz clear the fucking floor\n[01:14.17] Get the fuck out the way, come on!\n[01:15.96] [Chorus]\n[01:16.86] [Trife Da God] (Ghostface Killah) {both}\n[01:26.73] Yo, it's Tone in the building (the teams in the building)\n[01:28.55] Niggaz wanna beef {what up, what up, what up}\n[01:30.44] We packed to the ceiling (we constantly chilling)\n[01:33.10] We can cause {we could, we shoot, we slice, we cut}\n[01:35.86] [Ghostface Killah]\n[01:36.77] Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yea, now\n[01:38.51] Yes, my birthday, landed in nay, now\n[01:41.28] Peace to Dirt Dog, I'm back like deja vu\n[01:43.95] Leave your girl around me, I will bag your boo\n[01:46.61] Ahh, you bitch niggaz better listen up\n[01:48.43] Anybody front, paramedics gonna pick 'em up\n[01:51.11] They try to save you, sware to God, I hit the nurse up\n[01:53.97] Like \"Nah, doc, he look better in a herse truck\"\n[01:56.69] I tried to ignore it, his people saw it\n[01:58.49] I ain't the type of dude you go to war with\n[02:00.29] My polo gun yo, will crack the floor shit\n[02:02.02] When the heat's on, you know I draw it\n[02:03.83] I had his number down, Toney just called it\n[02:06.58] [Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\n[02:07.45] Yo, aiyo, Pete Rock, good looking nigga!\n[02:09.24] Staten Island, yo Theodore! What's the deal\n[02:12.80] Slap me one of the ratchets, I'm about to go in! Yo!\n[02:16.49] [Chorus]\n[02:26.43] [Ghostface Killah]\n[02:27.38] Gotta get that cheese, gotta pimp that V\n[02:29.16] Gotta burn those leaves, and uh\n[02:30.92] Pretty Tone make the girls say please\n[02:32.71] Daddy work that d, put it in and be eas' and uh\n[02:35.52] So what, come on, now some of y'all people\n[02:38.29] Might know me from my wallabies\n[02:39.17] Pretty bitches got my number, y'all can dial me\n[02:41.85] I stick it up like an iced cake robbery\n[02:44.54] And when I'm done, y'all can finger nail file me\n[02:47.21] Floss the ill robes since Criminology\n[02:49.05] Supreme Clientele, put the world on top of me\n[02:51.70] Yo babe, hurry up, with those collard greens\n[02:54.48] I represent S.I., ain't as wild as me\n[02:57.26] They lousy, I'm phat like a pound of cheeba weed brownies\n[03:00.88] Tone got the powder squeeze, don't surround me\n[03:02.64] Quick to pick a honey up, shit, the flow's Bounty\n[03:05.38] Ya'll can just crown me!\n[03:07.12] [Outro: Ghostface Killah]\n[03:08.05] Yeah, that's right\n[03:08.96] I like to thank y'all for coming out tonight\n[03:10.71] How y'all like that shit? 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Yo!\n\n[Chorus: Ghostface Killah]\nTell your crew to be easy, niggaz run around\nWith them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay\nGet word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's\nIn the house, put the record on replay\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nGet your nose blowned off by the fifth, uh\nYou wanna be there, layin' all stiff, uh\nEverytime you go uptown, you get jipped, uh\nThat's karma, boy, running your lip, uh\nYou be fronting like you got a bunch of chicks, uh\nYou be at home, nigga, beating your dick, uh\nI'm in the club with the chipped up wrist, uh\nYou at the bar, whoadie, drinkin' my piss, uh\nThe yellow shit, and the bottle ain't Crys', son\nYou turned your muthafuckin' head, nigga, we switched 'em\nYou just mad cause I'm hittin' your sister\nYou in the other room, huh, you couldn't sleep, uh\nPop a lotta shit without that liquor, yup\nWe mind seat up, so take our picture\nI'm like the boogeyman, nigga, I'll get ya\nWhether now or later, afterlife, or switcher\n\n[Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\nYeah, oh shit, aiyo Tone hurry up and get 'em, nigga\nYou knowhatimean, it's about to pop off!\nYa'll niggaz clear the fucking floor\nGet the fuck out the way, come on!\n\n[Chorus]\n\n[Trife Da God] (Ghostface Killah) {both}\nYo, it's Tone in the building (the teams in the building)\nNiggaz wanna beef {what up, what up, what up}\nWe packed to the ceiling (we constantly chilling)\nWe can cause {we could, we shoot, we slice, we cut}\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nShimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yea, now\nYes, my birthday, landed in nay, now\nPeace to Dirt Dog, I'm back like deja vu\nLeave your girl around me, I will bag your boo\nAhh, you bitch niggaz better listen up\nAnybody front, paramedics gonna pick 'em up\nThey try to save you, sware to God, I hit the nurse up\nLike \"Nah, doc, he look better in a herse truck\"\nI tried to ignore it, his people saw it\nI ain't the type of dude you go to war with\nMy polo gun yo, will crack the floor shit\nWhen the heat's on, you know I draw it\nI had his number down, Toney just called it\n\n[Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\nYo, aiyo, Pete Rock, good looking nigga!\nStaten Island, yo Theodore! What's the deal\nSlap me one of the ratchets, I'm about to go in! Yo!\n\n[Chorus]\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nGotta get that cheese, gotta pimp that V\nGotta burn those leaves, and uh\nPretty Tone make the girls say please\nDaddy work that d, put it in and be eas' and uh\nSo what, come on, now some of y'all people\nMight know me from my wallabies\nPretty bitches got my number, y'all can dial me\nI stick it up like an iced cake robbery\nAnd when I'm done, y'all can finger nail file me\nFloss the ill robes since Criminology\nSupreme Clientele, put the world on top of me\nYo babe, hurry up, with those collard greens\nI represent S.I., ain't as wild as me\nThey lousy, I'm phat like a pound of cheeba weed brownies\nTone got the powder squeeze, don't surround me\nQuick to pick a honey up, shit, the flow's Bounty\nYa'll can just crown me!\n\n[Outro: Ghostface Killah]\nYeah, that's right\nI like to thank y'all for coming out tonight\nHow y'all like that shit? Youknowhatimean?\nYou really run New York\nThis is that Theodore shit, muthafucker!","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.95] [Intro: Ghostface Killah]\n[00:01.81] Yeah... what's happpening New York City?\n[00:03.67] It's ya boy Ghost in the muthafuckin' house tonight\n[00:08.11] (\"Don't fuck with Ghost, you'll feel sorry\")\n[00:09.96] Nahwhatimean? We about to get it popping, let's go!\n[00:10.88] Yo! Yo!\n[00:15.39] [Chorus: Ghostface Killah]\n[00:17.17] Tell your crew to be easy, niggaz run around\n[00:18.00] With them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay\n[00:20.83] Get word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's\n[00:23.51] In the house, put the record on replay\n[00:25.31] [Ghostface Killah]\n[00:26.28] Get your nose blowned off by the fifth, uh\n[00:28.00] You wanna be there, layin' all stiff, uh\n[00:29.85] Everytime you go uptown, you get jipped, uh\n[00:32.55] That's karma, boy, running your lip, uh\n[00:35.25] You be fronting like you got a bunch of chicks, uh\n[00:37.95] You be at home, nigga, beating your dick, uh\n[00:40.68] I'm in the club with the chipped up wrist, uh\n[00:42.42] You at the bar, whoadie, drinkin' my piss, uh\n[00:45.22] The yellow shit, and the bottle ain't Crys', son\n[00:47.93] You turned your muthafuckin' head, nigga, we switched 'em\n[00:50.68] You just mad cause I'm hittin' your sister\n[00:53.33] You in the other room, huh, you couldn't sleep, uh\n[00:55.10] Pop a lotta shit without that liquor, yup\n[00:57.82] We mind seat up, so take our picture\n[01:00.53] I'm like the boogeyman, nigga, I'll get ya\n[01:03.38] Whether now or later, afterlife, or switcher\n[01:06.07] [Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\n[01:06.95] Yeah, oh shit, aiyo Tone hurry up and get 'em, nigga\n[01:10.59] You knowhatimean, it's about to pop off!\n[01:12.33] Ya'll niggaz clear the fucking floor\n[01:14.17] Get the fuck out the way, come on!\n[01:15.96] [Chorus]\n[01:16.86] [Trife Da God] (Ghostface Killah) {both}\n[01:26.73] Yo, it's Tone in the building (the teams in the building)\n[01:28.55] Niggaz wanna beef {what up, what up, what up}\n[01:30.44] We packed to the ceiling (we constantly chilling)\n[01:33.10] We can cause {we could, we shoot, we slice, we cut}\n[01:35.86] [Ghostface Killah]\n[01:36.77] Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yea, now\n[01:38.51] Yes, my birthday, landed in nay, now\n[01:41.28] Peace to Dirt Dog, I'm back like deja vu\n[01:43.95] Leave your girl around me, I will bag your boo\n[01:46.61] Ahh, you bitch niggaz better listen up\n[01:48.43] Anybody front, paramedics gonna pick 'em up\n[01:51.11] They try to save you, sware to God, I hit the nurse up\n[01:53.97] Like \"Nah, doc, he look better in a herse truck\"\n[01:56.69] I tried to ignore it, his people saw it\n[01:58.49] I ain't the type of dude you go to war with\n[02:00.29] My polo gun yo, will crack the floor shit\n[02:02.02] When the heat's on, you know I draw it\n[02:03.83] I had his number down, Toney just called it\n[02:06.58] [Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\n[02:07.45] Yo, aiyo, Pete Rock, good looking nigga!\n[02:09.24] Staten Island, yo Theodore! What's the deal\n[02:12.80] Slap me one of the ratchets, I'm about to go in! Yo!\n[02:16.49] [Chorus]\n[02:26.43] [Ghostface Killah]\n[02:27.38] Gotta get that cheese, gotta pimp that V\n[02:29.16] Gotta burn those leaves, and uh\n[02:30.92] Pretty Tone make the girls say please\n[02:32.71] Daddy work that d, put it in and be eas' and uh\n[02:35.52] So what, come on, now some of y'all people\n[02:38.29] Might know me from my wallabies\n[02:39.17] Pretty bitches got my number, y'all can dial me\n[02:41.85] I stick it up like an iced cake robbery\n[02:44.54] And when I'm done, y'all can finger nail file me\n[02:47.21] Floss the ill robes since Criminology\n[02:49.05] Supreme Clientele, put the world on top of me\n[02:51.70] Yo babe, hurry up, with those collard greens\n[02:54.48] I represent S.I., ain't as wild as me\n[02:57.26] They lousy, I'm phat like a pound of cheeba weed brownies\n[03:00.88] Tone got the powder squeeze, don't surround me\n[03:02.64] Quick to pick a honey up, shit, the flow's Bounty\n[03:05.38] Ya'll can just crown me!\n[03:07.12] [Outro: Ghostface Killah]\n[03:08.05] Yeah, that's right\n[03:08.96] I like to thank y'all for coming out tonight\n[03:10.71] How y'all like that shit? 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Yo!\n\n  [Chorus]\n\n  [Ghostface Killah]\n  Gotta get that cheese, gotta pimp that V\n  Gotta burn those leaves, and uh\n  Pretty Tone make the girls say please\n  Daddy work that d, put it in and be eas' and uh\n  So what, come on, now some of y'all people\n  Might know me from my wallabies\n  Pretty bitches got my number, y'all can dial me\n  I stick it up like an iced cake robbery\n  And when I'm done, y'all can finger nail file me\n  Floss the ill robes since Criminology\n  Supreme Clientele, put the world on top of me\n  Yo babe, hurry up, with those collard greens\n  I represent S.I., ain't as wild as me\n  They lousy, I'm phat like a pound of cheeba weed brownies\n  Tone got the powder squeeze, don't surround me\n  Quick to pick a honey up, shit, the flow's Bounty\n  Ya'll can just crown me!\n\n  [Outro: Ghostface Killah]\n  Yeah, that's right\n  I like to thank y'all for coming out tonight\n  How y'all like that shit? 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Yo!\n\n[Chorus: Ghostface Killah]\nTell your crew to be easy, niggaz run around\nWith them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay\nGet word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's\nIn the house, put the record on replay\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nGet your nose blowned off by the fifth, uh\nYou wanna be there, layin' all stiff, uh\nEverytime you go uptown, you get jipped, uh\nThat's karma, boy, running your lip, uh\nYou be fronting like you got a bunch of chicks, uh\nYou be at home, nigga, beating your dick, uh\nI'm in the club with the chipped up wrist, uh\nYou at the bar, whoadie, drinkin' my piss, uh\nThe yellow shit, and the bottle ain't Crys', son\nYou turned your muthafuckin' head, nigga, we switched 'em\nYou just mad cause I'm hittin' your sister\nYou in the other room, huh, you couldn't sleep, uh\nPop a lotta shit without that liquor, yup\nWe mind seat up, so take our picture\nI'm like the boogeyman, nigga, I'll get ya\nWhether now or later, afterlife, or switcher\n\n[Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\nYeah, oh shit, aiyo Tone hurry up and get 'em, nigga\nYou knowhatimean, it's about to pop off!\nYa'll niggaz clear the fucking floor\nGet the fuck out the way, come on!\n\n[Chorus]\n\n[Trife Da God] (Ghostface Killah) {both}\nYo, it's Tone in the building (the teams in the building)\nNiggaz wanna beef {what up, what up, what up}\nWe packed to the ceiling (we constantly chilling)\nWe can cause {we could, we shoot, we slice, we cut}\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nShimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yea, now\nYes, my birthday, landed in nay, now\nPeace to Dirt Dog, I'm back like deja vu\nLeave your girl around me, I will bag your boo\nAhh, you bitch niggaz better listen up\nAnybody front, paramedics gonna pick 'em up\nThey try to save you, sware to God, I hit the nurse up\nLike \"Nah, doc, he look better in a herse truck\"\nI tried to ignore it, his people saw it\nI ain't the type of dude you go to war with\nMy polo gun yo, will crack the floor shit\nWhen the heat's on, you know I draw it\nI had his number down, Toney just called it\n\n[Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\nYo, aiyo, Pete Rock, good looking nigga!\nStaten Island, yo Theodore! What's the deal\nSlap me one of the ratchets, I'm about to go in! Yo!\n\n[Chorus]\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nGotta get that cheese, gotta pimp that V\nGotta burn those leaves, and uh\nPretty Tone make the girls say please\nDaddy work that d, put it in and be eas' and uh\nSo what, come on, now some of y'all people\nMight know me from my wallabies\nPretty bitches got my number, y'all can dial me\nI stick it up like an iced cake robbery\nAnd when I'm done, y'all can finger nail file me\nFloss the ill robes since Criminology\nSupreme Clientele, put the world on top of me\nYo babe, hurry up, with those collard greens\nI represent S.I., ain't as wild as me\nThey lousy, I'm phat like a pound of cheeba weed brownies\nTone got the powder squeeze, don't surround me\nQuick to pick a honey up, shit, the flow's Bounty\nYa'll can just crown me!\n\n[Outro: Ghostface Killah]\nYeah, that's right\nI like to thank y'all for coming out tonight\nHow y'all like that shit? Youknowhatimean?\nYou really run New York\nThis is that Theodore shit, muthafucker!","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.95] [Intro: Ghostface Killah]\n[00:01.81] Yeah... what's happpening New York City?\n[00:03.67] It's ya boy Ghost in the muthafuckin' house tonight\n[00:08.11] (\"Don't fuck with Ghost, you'll feel sorry\")\n[00:09.96] Nahwhatimean? We about to get it popping, let's go!\n[00:10.88] Yo! Yo!\n[00:15.39] [Chorus: Ghostface Killah]\n[00:17.17] Tell your crew to be easy, niggaz run around\n[00:18.00] With them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay\n[00:20.83] Get word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's\n[00:23.51] In the house, put the record on replay\n[00:25.31] [Ghostface Killah]\n[00:26.28] Get your nose blowned off by the fifth, uh\n[00:28.00] You wanna be there, layin' all stiff, uh\n[00:29.85] Everytime you go uptown, you get jipped, uh\n[00:32.55] That's karma, boy, running your lip, uh\n[00:35.25] You be fronting like you got a bunch of chicks, uh\n[00:37.95] You be at home, nigga, beating your dick, uh\n[00:40.68] I'm in the club with the chipped up wrist, uh\n[00:42.42] You at the bar, whoadie, drinkin' my piss, uh\n[00:45.22] The yellow shit, and the bottle ain't Crys', son\n[00:47.93] You turned your muthafuckin' head, nigga, we switched 'em\n[00:50.68] You just mad cause I'm hittin' your sister\n[00:53.33] You in the other room, huh, you couldn't sleep, uh\n[00:55.10] Pop a lotta shit without that liquor, yup\n[00:57.82] We mind seat up, so take our picture\n[01:00.53] I'm like the boogeyman, nigga, I'll get ya\n[01:03.38] Whether now or later, afterlife, or switcher\n[01:06.07] [Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\n[01:06.95] Yeah, oh shit, aiyo Tone hurry up and get 'em, nigga\n[01:10.59] You knowhatimean, it's about to pop off!\n[01:12.33] Ya'll niggaz clear the fucking floor\n[01:14.17] Get the fuck out the way, come on!\n[01:15.96] [Chorus]\n[01:16.86] [Trife Da God] (Ghostface Killah) {both}\n[01:26.73] Yo, it's Tone in the building (the teams in the building)\n[01:28.55] Niggaz wanna beef {what up, what up, what up}\n[01:30.44] We packed to the ceiling (we constantly chilling)\n[01:33.10] We can cause {we could, we shoot, we slice, we cut}\n[01:35.86] [Ghostface Killah]\n[01:36.77] Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yea, now\n[01:38.51] Yes, my birthday, landed in nay, now\n[01:41.28] Peace to Dirt Dog, I'm back like deja vu\n[01:43.95] Leave your girl around me, I will bag your boo\n[01:46.61] Ahh, you bitch niggaz better listen up\n[01:48.43] Anybody front, paramedics gonna pick 'em up\n[01:51.11] They try to save you, sware to God, I hit the nurse up\n[01:53.97] Like \"Nah, doc, he look better in a herse truck\"\n[01:56.69] I tried to ignore it, his people saw it\n[01:58.49] I ain't the type of dude you go to war with\n[02:00.29] My polo gun yo, will crack the floor shit\n[02:02.02] When the heat's on, you know I draw it\n[02:03.83] I had his number down, Toney just called it\n[02:06.58] [Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\n[02:07.45] Yo, aiyo, Pete Rock, good looking nigga!\n[02:09.24] Staten Island, yo Theodore! What's the deal\n[02:12.80] Slap me one of the ratchets, I'm about to go in! Yo!\n[02:16.49] [Chorus]\n[02:26.43] [Ghostface Killah]\n[02:27.38] Gotta get that cheese, gotta pimp that V\n[02:29.16] Gotta burn those leaves, and uh\n[02:30.92] Pretty Tone make the girls say please\n[02:32.71] Daddy work that d, put it in and be eas' and uh\n[02:35.52] So what, come on, now some of y'all people\n[02:38.29] Might know me from my wallabies\n[02:39.17] Pretty bitches got my number, y'all can dial me\n[02:41.85] I stick it up like an iced cake robbery\n[02:44.54] And when I'm done, y'all can finger nail file me\n[02:47.21] Floss the ill robes since Criminology\n[02:49.05] Supreme Clientele, put the world on top of me\n[02:51.70] Yo babe, hurry up, with those collard greens\n[02:54.48] I represent S.I., ain't as wild as me\n[02:57.26] They lousy, I'm phat like a pound of cheeba weed brownies\n[03:00.88] Tone got the powder squeeze, don't surround me\n[03:02.64] Quick to pick a honey up, shit, the flow's Bounty\n[03:05.38] Ya'll can just crown me!\n[03:07.12] [Outro: Ghostface Killah]\n[03:08.05] Yeah, that's right\n[03:08.96] I like to thank y'all for coming out tonight\n[03:10.71] How y'all like that shit? Youknowhatimean?\n[03:13.45] You really run New York\n[03:14.35] This is that Theodore shit, muthafucker!\n[03:17.03] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Be Easy\n  artist: Ghostface Killah\n  album: Icon\n  duration_ms: 201000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '[Intro: Ghostface Killah]'\n  start_ms: 950\n  end_ms: 1810\n- text: Yeah... what's happpening New York City?\n  start_ms: 1810\n  end_ms: 3670\n- text: It's ya boy Ghost in the muthafuckin' house tonight\n  start_ms: 3670\n  end_ms: 8110\n- text: (\"Don't fuck with Ghost, you'll feel sorry\")\n  start_ms: 8110\n  end_ms: 9960\n- text: Nahwhatimean? We about to get it popping, let's go!\n  start_ms: 9960\n  end_ms: 10880\n- text: Yo! 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Yo!\n\n  [Chorus: Ghostface Killah]\n  Tell your crew to be easy, niggaz run around\n  With them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay\n  Get word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's\n  In the house, put the record on replay\n\n  [Ghostface Killah]\n  Get your nose blowned off by the fifth, uh\n  You wanna be there, layin' all stiff, uh\n  Everytime you go uptown, you get jipped, uh\n  That's karma, boy, running your lip, uh\n  You be fronting like you got a bunch of chicks, uh\n  You be at home, nigga, beating your dick, uh\n  I'm in the club with the chipped up wrist, uh\n  You at the bar, whoadie, drinkin' my piss, uh\n  The yellow shit, and the bottle ain't Crys', son\n  You turned your muthafuckin' head, nigga, we switched 'em\n  You just mad cause I'm hittin' your sister\n  You in the other room, huh, you couldn't sleep, uh\n  Pop a lotta shit without that liquor, yup\n  We mind seat up, so take our picture\n  I'm like the boogeyman, nigga, I'll get ya\n  Whether now or later, afterlife, or switcher\n\n  [Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\n  Yeah, oh shit, aiyo Tone hurry up and get 'em, nigga\n  You knowhatimean, it's about to pop off!\n  Ya'll niggaz clear the fucking floor\n  Get the fuck out the way, come on!\n\n  [Chorus]\n\n  [Trife Da God] (Ghostface Killah) {both}\n  Yo, it's Tone in the building (the teams in the building)\n  Niggaz wanna beef {what up, what up, what up}\n  We packed to the ceiling (we constantly chilling)\n  We can cause {we could, we shoot, we slice, we cut}\n\n  [Ghostface Killah]\n  Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yea, now\n  Yes, my birthday, landed in nay, now\n  Peace to Dirt Dog, I'm back like deja vu\n  Leave your girl around me, I will bag your boo\n  Ahh, you bitch niggaz better listen up\n  Anybody front, paramedics gonna pick 'em up\n  They try to save you, sware to God, I hit the nurse up\n  Like \"Nah, doc, he look better in a herse truck\"\n  I tried to ignore it, his people saw it\n  I ain't the type of dude you go to war with\n  My polo gun yo, will crack the floor shit\n  When the heat's on, you know I draw it\n  I had his number down, Toney just called it\n\n  [Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\n  Yo, aiyo, Pete Rock, good looking nigga!\n  Staten Island, yo Theodore! What's the deal\n  Slap me one of the ratchets, I'm about to go in! Yo!\n\n  [Chorus]\n\n  [Ghostface Killah]\n  Gotta get that cheese, gotta pimp that V\n  Gotta burn those leaves, and uh\n  Pretty Tone make the girls say please\n  Daddy work that d, put it in and be eas' and uh\n  So what, come on, now some of y'all people\n  Might know me from my wallabies\n  Pretty bitches got my number, y'all can dial me\n  I stick it up like an iced cake robbery\n  And when I'm done, y'all can finger nail file me\n  Floss the ill robes since Criminology\n  Supreme Clientele, put the world on top of me\n  Yo babe, hurry up, with those collard greens\n  I represent S.I., ain't as wild as me\n  They lousy, I'm phat like a pound of cheeba weed brownies\n  Tone got the powder squeeze, don't surround me\n  Quick to pick a honey up, shit, the flow's Bounty\n  Ya'll can just crown me!\n\n  [Outro: Ghostface Killah]\n  Yeah, that's right\n  I like to thank y'all for coming out tonight\n  How y'all like that shit? Youknowhatimean?\n  You really run New York\n  This is that Theodore shit, muthafucker!\n"},{"id":35327379,"name":"Be Easy","trackName":"Be Easy","artistName":"Ghostface Killah","albumName":"Cuban Link 2 Fishscale - The Prequel","duration":187.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Intro: Ghostface Killah]\nYeah... what's happpening New York City?\nIt's ya boy Ghost in the muthafuckin' house tonight\n(\"Don't fuck with Ghost, you'll feel sorry\")\nNahwhatimean? We about to get it popping, let's go!\nYo! Yo!\n\n[Chorus: Ghostface Killah]\nTell your crew to be easy, niggaz run around\nWith them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay\nGet word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's\nIn the house, put the record on replay\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nGet your nose blowned off by the fifth, uh\nYou wanna be there, layin' all stiff, uh\nEverytime you go uptown, you get jipped, uh\nThat's karma, boy, running your lip, uh\nYou be fronting like you got a bunch of chicks, uh\nYou be at home, nigga, beating your dick, uh\nI'm in the club with the chipped up wrist, uh\nYou at the bar, whoadie, drinkin' my piss, uh\nThe yellow shit, and the bottle ain't Crys', son\nYou turned your muthafuckin' head, nigga, we switched 'em\nYou just mad cause I'm hittin' your sister\nYou in the other room, huh, you couldn't sleep, uh\nPop a lotta shit without that liquor, yup\nWe mind seat up, so take our picture\nI'm like the boogeyman, nigga, I'll get ya\nWhether now or later, afterlife, or switcher\n\n[Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\nYeah, oh shit, aiyo Tone hurry up and get 'em, nigga\nYou knowhatimean, it's about to pop off!\nYa'll niggaz clear the fucking floor\nGet the fuck out the way, come on!\n\n[Chorus]\n\n[Trife Da God] (Ghostface Killah) {both}\nYo, it's Tone in the building (the teams in the building)\nNiggaz wanna beef {what up, what up, what up}\nWe packed to the ceiling (we constantly chilling)\nWe can cause {we could, we shoot, we slice, we cut}\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nShimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yea, now\nYes, my birthday, landed in nay, now\nPeace to Dirt Dog, I'm back like deja vu\nLeave your girl around me, I will bag your boo\nAhh, you bitch niggaz better listen up\nAnybody front, paramedics gonna pick 'em up\nThey try to save you, sware to God, I hit the nurse up\nLike \"Nah, doc, he look better in a herse truck\"\nI tried to ignore it, his people saw it\nI ain't the type of dude you go to war with\nMy polo gun yo, will crack the floor shit\nWhen the heat's on, you know I draw it\nI had his number down, Toney just called it\n\n[Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\nYo, aiyo, Pete Rock, good looking nigga!\nStaten Island, yo Theodore! What's the deal\nSlap me one of the ratchets, I'm about to go in! Yo!\n\n[Chorus]\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nGotta get that cheese, gotta pimp that V\nGotta burn those leaves, and uh\nPretty Tone make the girls say please\nDaddy work that d, put it in and be eas' and uh\nSo what, come on, now some of y'all people\nMight know me from my wallabies\nPretty bitches got my number, y'all can dial me\nI stick it up like an iced cake robbery\nAnd when I'm done, y'all can finger nail file me\nFloss the ill robes since Criminology\nSupreme Clientele, put the world on top of me\nYo babe, hurry up, with those collard greens\nI represent S.I., ain't as wild as me\nThey lousy, I'm phat like a pound of cheeba weed brownies\nTone got the powder squeeze, don't surround me\nQuick to pick a honey up, shit, the flow's Bounty\nYa'll can just crown me!\n\n[Outro: Ghostface Killah]\nYeah, that's right\nI like to thank y'all for coming out tonight\nHow y'all like that shit? Youknowhatimean?\nYou really run New York\nThis is that Theodore shit, muthafucker!","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.94] [Intro: Ghostface Killah]\n[00:01.89] Yeah... what's happpening New York City?\n[00:03.67] It's ya boy Ghost in the muthafuckin' house tonight\n[00:08.18] (\"Don't fuck with Ghost, you'll feel sorry\")\n[00:09.98] Nahwhatimean? We about to get it popping, let's go!\n[00:10.80] Yo! Yo!\n[00:15.33] [Chorus: Ghostface Killah]\n[00:17.17] Tell your crew to be easy, niggaz run around\n[00:18.06] With them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay\n[00:20.86] Get word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's\n[00:23.51] In the house, put the record on replay\n[00:25.34] [Ghostface Killah]\n[00:26.22] Get your nose blowned off by the fifth, uh\n[00:28.07] You wanna be there, layin' all stiff, uh\n[00:29.81] Everytime you go uptown, you get jipped, uh\n[00:32.55] That's karma, boy, running your lip, uh\n[00:35.28] You be fronting like you got a bunch of chicks, uh\n[00:37.93] You be at home, nigga, beating your dick, uh\n[00:40.69] I'm in the club with the chipped up wrist, uh\n[00:42.45] You at the bar, whoadie, drinkin' my piss, uh\n[00:45.26] The yellow shit, and the bottle ain't Crys', son\n[00:47.91] You turned your muthafuckin' head, nigga, we switched 'em\n[00:50.68] You just mad cause I'm hittin' your sister\n[00:53.37] You in the other room, huh, you couldn't sleep, uh\n[00:55.19] Pop a lotta shit without that liquor, yup\n[00:57.81] We mind seat up, so take our picture\n[01:00.50] I'm like the boogeyman, nigga, I'll get ya\n[01:03.32] Whether now or later, afterlife, or switcher\n[01:06.09] [Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\n[01:06.96] Yeah, oh shit, aiyo Tone hurry up and get 'em, nigga\n[01:10.52] You knowhatimean, it's about to pop off!\n[01:12.33] Ya'll niggaz clear the fucking floor\n[01:14.15] Get the fuck out the way, come on!\n[01:15.90] [Chorus]\n[01:16.82] [Trife Da God] (Ghostface Killah) {both}\n[01:26.74] Yo, it's Tone in the building (the teams in the building)\n[01:28.50] Niggaz wanna beef {what up, what up, what up}\n[01:30.44] We packed to the ceiling (we constantly chilling)\n[01:33.12] We can cause {we could, we shoot, we slice, we cut}\n[01:35.87] [Ghostface Killah]\n[01:36.71] Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yea, now\n[01:38.53] Yes, my birthday, landed in nay, now\n[01:41.22] Peace to Dirt Dog, I'm back like deja vu\n[01:43.93] Leave your girl around me, I will bag your boo\n[01:46.61] Ahh, you bitch niggaz better listen up\n[01:48.44] Anybody front, paramedics gonna pick 'em up\n[01:51.18] They try to save you, sware to God, I hit the nurse up\n[01:53.90] Like \"Nah, doc, he look better in a herse truck\"\n[01:56.68] I tried to ignore it, his people saw it\n[01:58.48] I ain't the type of dude you go to war with\n[02:00.25] My polo gun yo, will crack the floor shit\n[02:02.04] When the heat's on, you know I draw it\n[02:03.89] I had his number down, Toney just called it\n[02:06.54] [Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\n[02:07.41] Yo, aiyo, Pete Rock, good looking nigga!\n[02:09.29] Staten Island, yo Theodore! What's the deal\n[02:12.85] Slap me one of the ratchets, I'm about to go in! Yo!\n[02:16.42] [Chorus]\n[02:26.43] [Ghostface Killah]\n[02:27.34] Gotta get that cheese, gotta pimp that V\n[02:29.19] Gotta burn those leaves, and uh\n[02:30.94] Pretty Tone make the girls say please\n[02:32.78] Daddy work that d, put it in and be eas' and uh\n[02:35.54] So what, come on, now some of y'all people\n[02:38.24] Might know me from my wallabies\n[02:39.19] Pretty bitches got my number, y'all can dial me\n[02:41.89] I stick it up like an iced cake robbery\n[02:44.55] And when I'm done, y'all can finger nail file me\n[02:47.24] Floss the ill robes since Criminology\n[02:49.01] Supreme Clientele, put the world on top of me\n[02:51.73] Yo babe, hurry up, with those collard greens\n[02:54.46] I represent S.I., ain't as wild as me\n[02:57.25] They lousy, I'm phat like a pound of cheeba weed brownies\n[03:00.85] Tone got the powder squeeze, don't surround me\n[03:02.60] Quick to pick a honey up, shit, the flow's Bounty\n[03:05.36] Ya'll can just crown me!\n[03:07.10] [Outro: Ghostface Killah]\n[03:08.09] Yeah, that's right\n[03:08.96] I like to thank y'all for coming out tonight\n[03:10.78] How y'all like that shit? 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Yo!\n\n[Chorus: Ghostface Killah]\nTell your crew to be easy, niggaz run around\nWith them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay\nGet word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's\nIn the house, put the record on replay\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nGet your nose blowned off by the fifth, uh\nYou wanna be there, layin' all stiff, uh\nEverytime you go uptown, you get jipped, uh\nThat's karma, boy, running your lip, uh\nYou be fronting like you got a bunch of chicks, uh\nYou be at home, nigga, beating your dick, uh\nI'm in the club with the chipped up wrist, uh\nYou at the bar, whoadie, drinkin' my piss, uh\nThe yellow shit, and the bottle ain't Crys', son\nYou turned your muthafuckin' head, nigga, we switched 'em\nYou just mad cause I'm hittin' your sister\nYou in the other room, huh, you couldn't sleep, uh\nPop a lotta shit without that liquor, yup\nWe mind seat up, so take our picture\nI'm like the boogeyman, nigga, I'll get ya\nWhether now or later, afterlife, or switcher\n\n[Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\nYeah, oh shit, aiyo Tone hurry up and get 'em, nigga\nYou knowhatimean, it's about to pop off!\nYa'll niggaz clear the fucking floor\nGet the fuck out the way, come on!\n\n[Chorus]\n\n[Trife Da God] (Ghostface Killah) {both}\nYo, it's Tone in the building (the teams in the building)\nNiggaz wanna beef {what up, what up, what up}\nWe packed to the ceiling (we constantly chilling)\nWe can cause {we could, we shoot, we slice, we cut}\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nShimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yea, now\nYes, my birthday, landed in nay, now\nPeace to Dirt Dog, I'm back like deja vu\nLeave your girl around me, I will bag your boo\nAhh, you bitch niggaz better listen up\nAnybody front, paramedics gonna pick 'em up\nThey try to save you, sware to God, I hit the nurse up\nLike \"Nah, doc, he look better in a herse truck\"\nI tried to ignore it, his people saw it\nI ain't the type of dude you go to war with\nMy polo gun yo, will crack the floor shit\nWhen the heat's on, you know I draw it\nI had his number down, Toney just called it\n\n[Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\nYo, aiyo, Pete Rock, good looking nigga!\nStaten Island, yo Theodore! What's the deal\nSlap me one of the ratchets, I'm about to go in! Yo!\n\n[Chorus]\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nGotta get that cheese, gotta pimp that V\nGotta burn those leaves, and uh\nPretty Tone make the girls say please\nDaddy work that d, put it in and be eas' and uh\nSo what, come on, now some of y'all people\nMight know me from my wallabies\nPretty bitches got my number, y'all can dial me\nI stick it up like an iced cake robbery\nAnd when I'm done, y'all can finger nail file me\nFloss the ill robes since Criminology\nSupreme Clientele, put the world on top of me\nYo babe, hurry up, with those collard greens\nI represent S.I., ain't as wild as me\nThey lousy, I'm phat like a pound of cheeba weed brownies\nTone got the powder squeeze, don't surround me\nQuick to pick a honey up, shit, the flow's Bounty\nYa'll can just crown me!\n\n[Outro: Ghostface Killah]\nYeah, that's right\nI like to thank y'all for coming out tonight\nHow y'all like that shit? Youknowhatimean?\nYou really run New York\nThis is that Theodore shit, muthafucker!","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.94] [Intro: Ghostface Killah]\n[00:01.89] Yeah... what's happpening New York City?\n[00:03.67] It's ya boy Ghost in the muthafuckin' house tonight\n[00:08.18] (\"Don't fuck with Ghost, you'll feel sorry\")\n[00:09.98] Nahwhatimean? We about to get it popping, let's go!\n[00:10.80] Yo! Yo!\n[00:15.33] [Chorus: Ghostface Killah]\n[00:17.17] Tell your crew to be easy, niggaz run around\n[00:18.06] With them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay\n[00:20.86] Get word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's\n[00:23.51] In the house, put the record on replay\n[00:25.34] [Ghostface Killah]\n[00:26.22] Get your nose blowned off by the fifth, uh\n[00:28.07] You wanna be there, layin' all stiff, uh\n[00:29.81] Everytime you go uptown, you get jipped, uh\n[00:32.55] That's karma, boy, running your lip, uh\n[00:35.28] You be fronting like you got a bunch of chicks, uh\n[00:37.93] You be at home, nigga, beating your dick, uh\n[00:40.69] I'm in the club with the chipped up wrist, uh\n[00:42.45] You at the bar, whoadie, drinkin' my piss, uh\n[00:45.26] The yellow shit, and the bottle ain't Crys', son\n[00:47.91] You turned your muthafuckin' head, nigga, we switched 'em\n[00:50.68] You just mad cause I'm hittin' your sister\n[00:53.37] You in the other room, huh, you couldn't sleep, uh\n[00:55.19] Pop a lotta shit without that liquor, yup\n[00:57.81] We mind seat up, so take our picture\n[01:00.50] I'm like the boogeyman, nigga, I'll get ya\n[01:03.32] Whether now or later, afterlife, or switcher\n[01:06.09] [Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\n[01:06.96] Yeah, oh shit, aiyo Tone hurry up and get 'em, nigga\n[01:10.52] You knowhatimean, it's about to pop off!\n[01:12.33] Ya'll niggaz clear the fucking floor\n[01:14.15] Get the fuck out the way, come on!\n[01:15.90] [Chorus]\n[01:16.82] [Trife Da God] (Ghostface Killah) {both}\n[01:26.74] Yo, it's Tone in the building (the teams in the building)\n[01:28.50] Niggaz wanna beef {what up, what up, what up}\n[01:30.44] We packed to the ceiling (we constantly chilling)\n[01:33.12] We can cause {we could, we shoot, we slice, we cut}\n[01:35.87] [Ghostface Killah]\n[01:36.71] Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yea, now\n[01:38.53] Yes, my birthday, landed in nay, now\n[01:41.22] Peace to Dirt Dog, I'm back like deja vu\n[01:43.93] Leave your girl around me, I will bag your boo\n[01:46.61] Ahh, you bitch niggaz better listen up\n[01:48.44] Anybody front, paramedics gonna pick 'em up\n[01:51.18] They try to save you, sware to God, I hit the nurse up\n[01:53.90] Like \"Nah, doc, he look better in a herse truck\"\n[01:56.68] I tried to ignore it, his people saw it\n[01:58.48] I ain't the type of dude you go to war with\n[02:00.25] My polo gun yo, will crack the floor shit\n[02:02.04] When the heat's on, you know I draw it\n[02:03.89] I had his number down, Toney just called it\n[02:06.54] [Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\n[02:07.41] Yo, aiyo, Pete Rock, good looking nigga!\n[02:09.29] Staten Island, yo Theodore! What's the deal\n[02:12.85] Slap me one of the ratchets, I'm about to go in! Yo!\n[02:16.42] [Chorus]\n[02:26.43] [Ghostface Killah]\n[02:27.34] Gotta get that cheese, gotta pimp that V\n[02:29.19] Gotta burn those leaves, and uh\n[02:30.94] Pretty Tone make the girls say please\n[02:32.78] Daddy work that d, put it in and be eas' and uh\n[02:35.54] So what, come on, now some of y'all people\n[02:38.24] Might know me from my wallabies\n[02:39.19] Pretty bitches got my number, y'all can dial me\n[02:41.89] I stick it up like an iced cake robbery\n[02:44.55] And when I'm done, y'all can finger nail file me\n[02:47.24] Floss the ill robes since Criminology\n[02:49.01] Supreme Clientele, put the world on top of me\n[02:51.73] Yo babe, hurry up, with those collard greens\n[02:54.46] I represent S.I., ain't as wild as me\n[02:57.25] They lousy, I'm phat like a pound of cheeba weed brownies\n[03:00.85] Tone got the powder squeeze, don't surround me\n[03:02.60] Quick to pick a honey up, shit, the flow's Bounty\n[03:05.36] Ya'll can just crown me!\n[03:07.10] [Outro: Ghostface Killah]\n[03:08.09] Yeah, that's right\n[03:08.96] I like to thank y'all for coming out tonight\n[03:10.78] How y'all like that shit? 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Yo!\n\n  [Chorus: Ghostface Killah]\n  Tell your crew to be easy, niggaz run around\n  With them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay\n  Get word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's\n  In the house, put the record on replay\n\n  [Ghostface Killah]\n  Get your nose blowned off by the fifth, uh\n  You wanna be there, layin' all stiff, uh\n  Everytime you go uptown, you get jipped, uh\n  That's karma, boy, running your lip, uh\n  You be fronting like you got a bunch of chicks, uh\n  You be at home, nigga, beating your dick, uh\n  I'm in the club with the chipped up wrist, uh\n  You at the bar, whoadie, drinkin' my piss, uh\n  The yellow shit, and the bottle ain't Crys', son\n  You turned your muthafuckin' head, nigga, we switched 'em\n  You just mad cause I'm hittin' your sister\n  You in the other room, huh, you couldn't sleep, uh\n  Pop a lotta shit without that liquor, yup\n  We mind seat up, so take our picture\n  I'm like the boogeyman, nigga, I'll get ya\n  Whether now or later, afterlife, or switcher\n\n  [Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\n  Yeah, oh shit, aiyo Tone hurry up and get 'em, nigga\n  You knowhatimean, it's about to pop off!\n  Ya'll niggaz clear the fucking floor\n  Get the fuck out the way, come on!\n\n  [Chorus]\n\n  [Trife Da God] (Ghostface Killah) {both}\n  Yo, it's Tone in the building (the teams in the building)\n  Niggaz wanna beef {what up, what up, what up}\n  We packed to the ceiling (we constantly chilling)\n  We can cause {we could, we shoot, we slice, we cut}\n\n  [Ghostface Killah]\n  Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yea, now\n  Yes, my birthday, landed in nay, now\n  Peace to Dirt Dog, I'm back like deja vu\n  Leave your girl around me, I will bag your boo\n  Ahh, you bitch niggaz better listen up\n  Anybody front, paramedics gonna pick 'em up\n  They try to save you, sware to God, I hit the nurse up\n  Like \"Nah, doc, he look better in a herse truck\"\n  I tried to ignore it, his people saw it\n  I ain't the type of dude you go to war with\n  My polo gun yo, will crack the floor shit\n  When the heat's on, you know I draw it\n  I had his number down, Toney just called it\n\n  [Interlude: Ghostface Killah]\n  Yo, aiyo, Pete Rock, good looking nigga!\n  Staten Island, yo Theodore! What's the deal\n  Slap me one of the ratchets, I'm about to go in! Yo!\n\n  [Chorus]\n\n  [Ghostface Killah]\n  Gotta get that cheese, gotta pimp that V\n  Gotta burn those leaves, and uh\n  Pretty Tone make the girls say please\n  Daddy work that d, put it in and be eas' and uh\n  So what, come on, now some of y'all people\n  Might know me from my wallabies\n  Pretty bitches got my number, y'all can dial me\n  I stick it up like an iced cake robbery\n  And when I'm done, y'all can finger nail file me\n  Floss the ill robes since Criminology\n  Supreme Clientele, put the world on top of me\n  Yo babe, hurry up, with those collard greens\n  I represent S.I., ain't as wild as me\n  They lousy, I'm phat like a pound of cheeba weed brownies\n  Tone got the powder squeeze, don't surround me\n  Quick to pick a honey up, shit, the flow's Bounty\n  Ya'll can just crown me!\n\n  [Outro: Ghostface Killah]\n  Yeah, that's right\n  I like to thank y'all for coming out tonight\n  How y'all like that shit? 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