Ghostface Killah, Tekitha - Walking Through the Darkness lyrics

Yeah you are now listening to
The sounds of Ghost Radio
777 FM, we in God dimension
Sponsored by Stark Enterprise
Shout out to everybody on Staten Island
Don't touch that dial

A yo, a yo, my name's on your roster kid
I mean business
Big elevators mean big businesses
Sleeves rolled up around five, I
Loosen my tie
Rough day though the stock was high
Plus I'm hungry
Move like the boss of the joint
I know it don't mean nothing
'causeI brought the joint
But still, realer hit's, card dealerships
Bank slips, murder topics, niggas ain't shit
So what, I had a rough day?
That's right, and if y'all don't like it
Then motherfuck y'all
It's Ghost in the house!
Make noise if it's CREAM in the house!
Aww shit now, fly coffee tables
Haircuts dust money this long
You wish you could roll with us
Supersoak us, your bitch chose us
Be sure to stay away from
Friends you can't trust

It's been so long (yeah, uh huh, uh huh)
Since he had a true friend
(that's right, that's right)
True friends are sure hard to come by
(uh huh) but then again
His loyalties lie within
Always kept his head to the sky
And they can't see no n-n no no (Check it
I want all y'allremember this? Yo, c'mon
C'mon) they can't see him walking through
The darkness no-n-n no no
(Ooha ooha! yo, ooha ooha! uh huh
Yeah, ooha ooha! Ooha ooha)
They can't see him walking
Through the darkness

Yo, yo, yo, the new President America
Flash money, act funny
Party, ride the bubbly
Goons and thugs, double Hennessy
One shot to the nose, double energy
I don Wallabees, fucking remember me
Guess who's back? The W embassy!
Even in the dark we electricity
Rap celebrities for the longevity
Staten and Manhattan, that's all liberty
BET, MTV always big up me
That I rock coliseums, cop a drop BM
Drunk throw his dick out on stage
I gotta see him then he sung:
Ha! Let's get drunk! Ha!
Let's get drunk and high yeah!

Yeah, yeah, uh huh, throw your
Hands in the air
Throw your hands in the air
(They can't see him walking
Through the darkness)
Like this y'all, like that y'all c'mon, yeah
(c'mon, no-o-o they can't see him
Walking through the darkness) yeah ma
C'mon boo yeah that's right motherfucka
(No-o-o, they can't see him
Walking through the darkness)
Yeah c'mon ma, rock that
Sick that's right yo, look at? over there
C'mon, c'mon we breakin' it down
(Ooh no-o, they can't see
Him walking through, walking through)
Uh, huh, these are the best dancers
In the house tonight
Ladies and gentlemen give them
A round of applause (No, and the earth
They can't explain on his
Road to become become)
Uh, huh, that's how I like it, that's right
Listening to the sounds of Ghost radio
It's like that y'all staten Island, New York
(the chased and get hazed)
New York in the house, make some noise!
(but?)