Ghostface Killah - Milk Crates lyrics
[Ghostface Killah - Milk Crates lyrics]
Eh yo, i'm here to toast an MC like
My name was Grand Puba
Run up in the large house and
- throw out the Ruger
Some say I'm good - others pray
- the want me to fall battle me - come one
Come all - I leave ya jaw hangin'
New York City Slinger - Stark Nitty
I'm straight like a flat chester
With some low titties
Plus my chain hangin' down to my dick
CB hit's - grand on the hit's - Star Trek VI
Black flicks - come on
We fuck prostitutes - tie 'em to the bed
Throw 'em in the lasso -
Givin' me backstage hed
Picture me in Isreal sandles - Gucci open-toe
Book of Life - two on Camay - no H2O
Bandit - I'm like Moses - split the sea
Y'all split jeans - my last
Tape was the illy poster
Move crowds like the March of
Dimes - fuck this rhyme musical breakdown
"Up next"
Walter in Dr jay's - rock the Jay's
Spot niggas with K's - son
They feelin' your ways
It's like mayonaisse - old people love
You - corns on their feet
Fifteen, twenty deep - you walked in
Cross street walk under red light - sound
Went through Crown Heights
Even had 'em on bikes -
They was startin' fights
New Years had 'em all drunk - lazy eye Milton
Found a bump - tried to buck and
Scotty snatched Janet's wig off that night
Shit got hectic - barber Jim
Fuckin' old man Chef
But God shit's real as a fuck
Throw a buck on Chuckle-Up
- Thunderbird in cuffs
Skeeter with no teeth - night train lips
Beefin' with police - Grade-A inch knees
Duke blew a bag with him - he
Got butt naked in the 'villes
Plus he fucked a whitey in the hill
Throw a buck on Chuckle-Up
- Thunderbird in cuffs
My name was Grand Puba
Run up in the large house and
- throw out the Ruger
Some say I'm good - others pray
- the want me to fall battle me - come one
Come all - I leave ya jaw hangin'
New York City Slinger - Stark Nitty
I'm straight like a flat chester
With some low titties
Plus my chain hangin' down to my dick
CB hit's - grand on the hit's - Star Trek VI
Black flicks - come on
We fuck prostitutes - tie 'em to the bed
Throw 'em in the lasso -
Givin' me backstage hed
Picture me in Isreal sandles - Gucci open-toe
Book of Life - two on Camay - no H2O
Bandit - I'm like Moses - split the sea
Y'all split jeans - my last
Tape was the illy poster
Move crowds like the March of
Dimes - fuck this rhyme musical breakdown
"Up next"
Walter in Dr jay's - rock the Jay's
Spot niggas with K's - son
They feelin' your ways
It's like mayonaisse - old people love
You - corns on their feet
Fifteen, twenty deep - you walked in
Cross street walk under red light - sound
Went through Crown Heights
Even had 'em on bikes -
They was startin' fights
New Years had 'em all drunk - lazy eye Milton
Found a bump - tried to buck and
Scotty snatched Janet's wig off that night
Shit got hectic - barber Jim
Fuckin' old man Chef
But God shit's real as a fuck
Throw a buck on Chuckle-Up
- Thunderbird in cuffs
Skeeter with no teeth - night train lips
Beefin' with police - Grade-A inch knees
Duke blew a bag with him - he
Got butt naked in the 'villes
Plus he fucked a whitey in the hill
Throw a buck on Chuckle-Up
- Thunderbird in cuffs