Ghostface Killah, Adrian Younge, Killa Sin, Masta Killa - The Catastrophe (Revenge is Sweet) lyrics

Roads of glory, praising me the same
Winds of fury, cycle in the rain
Cycle in the rain with the span of time
Through the frame of mind the winds remind
Roads of glory, praising me the same
Winds of fury, cycle in the rain
Cycle in the rain with the span of time
Through the frame of mind the winds remind

(If any) body (knew that) time would
(Sit to) show me (in the)
Time would never start anew
(If any) body (knew that) time would
(Sit to) show me (in the)
Time would never start anew

Ayo, revenge is sweet
That's why I take my time with it
Like good pussy I just stay when I'm up in it
Evil plan, my mind functions well off spite
I don't do that tit for tat
I blow your shit up like dynamite
Take my life, I'll take every one you love
Have your kids thrown out of a plane
'look out cuz'
My plots are like movie scripts
They well planned
Snatch you off the land and drop
You off in the sahara sand so don't scam me
Don't try to double cross me
My Tennessee goons'll nail that
Ass to the cross, b
Revenge mode, I live life by the sword
And if you live by it, die by it
I'll still kill your horse
Set me up, coming back
Like a thief in the night
I'll have a suicide bomber pop
Up on your flight you couldn't take my life
My mask done resurrected
And I'm Ghostface Killah
Way more than you expected

Those who fear his return
Must face the catastrophe

Yes, but what they didn't expect
A hundred ghouls from the projects armed and
Masked with flamethrowers
And gas'll blast anything
Hung him by his tongue ring
'til he gave the info on
How we find his kinfolk
Made him sign the ransom
Then gave the note to his grandson
Bust the shot and made him run fast
Back to his family, news of his discovery
Would set off a chain of events that would
Then lead to members of DeLucas
To bleed with no exception
They sip the raw mussles so kill everything
No exception to the media
There would not be a retire or cease
Fire 'til every Luca has expired
In entirety, wishes of the god
Tone Starks to eternity, respectfully

Cutthroats, murdersprees
And killings were synonymous with
His gangsta life
Before his passing so it'da only
Seem fitting that it would become the
Embodiment of his new life

I keep having flashbacks of
Blasting at you bastards
Cutting outside the benches
Got convicted of the gun charge
And laughed at my sentence four years
Five flat post-release supervision
For niggas spitting in the wind
But that's what I get for missing
So soon as I hit the bridge again
Niggas is finished
Ninja mode on a mission out
To end your existence
Think I'm sitting up in prison
With a tin of L, in a cell, sick ass hell
Listen everyday is like christmas
I miss my seed and my missus
But, I see em on visit's
I ain't stressing over pussy
Beat my dick to her pictures
When they free me I'mma see you
Leave you food for the fishes
Hope the Luca crew is in for the fixing
Now get the henchman, line em up
Tommy gun em down, the muzzle extension
Tear they flesh off if one of em flinching

Those who fear his return
Must face the catastrophe the Catastrophe

Those who fear his return
Must face the catastrophe the Catastrophe
The Catastrophe