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About "Twelve Reasons To Die" album:
This page contains lyrics from the album "Twelve Reasons To Die" by Ghostface Killah, which was released in 2013 and consists of 12 songs.
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[Hook]
He spares no one
He was forgotten, but he was somewhere
So beware of the stare of the ghostface killer
So beware of the stare of the ghostface killer
Beware son, I got the stare of medusa
With the rope tied around your neck, I won’t get looser
I might shoot ya, make your ass an example
You can’t fuck with tony starks, get knocked, get trampled
Get hunted like a rat in a field, I hate that
Beware Of The Stare
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Hey yo, it’s war on the street, blood on the cobblestone
I leave em buried alive, just like a fossil bone
Body bags like the streets, reporters reportin’
Mafia ties, drugs and extortion
Delucas vs stark-iano, headline the news
Police pull war on crime, they’re gonn lose
Judges get kidnapped, casualties get decapitated
Starks rise above all to be emancipated
Black godfather, families at war
Drive by’s and molotovs settle the score
Blood On The Cobblestones
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[Verse 1: Ghostface Killah]
Yo, it’s Tony Starks the don, the face of a killer
The voice of the past and presence, I speak thrillers
Rock a purple robe, crush them with 24 karat gold
The chain is chunky like the neck of a monkey
Glass slipper, my [?] is made from lion skin
King of the jungle, ain’t shit about me humble
Rock a black panther hoodie, nigga, made from panther skin
I’m black on the outside and black within
The hood superhero, the motherfucking Don Dada
I Declare War
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Feat. Adrian Younge, Inspectah Deck, U-God, Masta Killa & Killa Sin
[Verse 1: Ghostface Killah]
Yo, there’s a dozen ways to die, six million ways to do it
Let’s go through it, my mind flow like fluid
Torture, chop your legs off, thrown off the boat
Guillotine, nigga, one chop to the throat
Suffocation, saran wrapping your face
Buried alive, throw a few nails in the case
Manslaughter, eight degrees of separation
Leave your body chopped up in a piece, that’s mutilation
Murder Spree
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Young aggressor, born into the life of crime
I would walk down the street strapped with two nines
Bitch smacking, jacking niggas, G dub stacking figures
Police drive by, I was click clacking triggers
Jay De Lucas put me with the fam to grow
I was a boss amongst white boys rocking the flow
I had hoes, bankrolls and minks by the dozen
My rides, the power was quick, they just wasn't
Trying to make me a made man, they fucked up the game plan
I blacked out on them and started my own clan
Rise Of The Black Suits
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[Intro]
Clouds of glory, praise remain the same
Winds of fury, cycle in the rain
Cycle in the rain, with the span of time
Through the frame of my knowing, it’s mine
Clouds of glory, praise remain the same
Winds of fury, cycle in the rain
Cycle in the rain, with the span of time
Through the frame of my knowing, it’s mine
If anybody knew that time would sit to show me
The Catastrophe
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[Hook]
Do you feel with, this time
Did you see the moonlight shine
Cause the twilight seems near
But the light shines nowhere
Do you feel it come, in slow
Did you see the dark, my god
Cause the twilight seems near
But the light shines nowhere
She was amazing carmela, caramel complexion
The Center Of Attraction
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[Verse 1]
Record spins, I'm going in
I don't shoot to kill, I play to win
Stay catching up with the cutthroats
Some men shoot a nigga, throw 'em off the tugboat, no floats
The body sinks to the bottom
Or left off the side of the road to smell rotten
The murder sprees, random killings
Ghostface Killah's back attacking villains, hanging from the ceilings
Godfather motives, gangsta mentality
The Sure Shot
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