Ghostface k**ah - Tony/Montana lyrics

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Ghostface k**ah - Tony/Montana lyrics

[Verse 1: Ghostface k**ah] I play hard for nine innings, dressed in fine linen ‘Cause p**y is the best next thing besides winnin' All the positions I've been in couldn't explain how I'm livin' My vision, my intuition has risen Here, take a listen, I'm hittin' Up to bat with precision; see, I'm back in the kitchen Slinging crack to these pigeons, for the fact that I'm driven My linebackers is blitzin', send you packing, good riddance Trapped in this prison where snakes and rats is forbidden Keep my gun hitting, n***as is b**hes signing petitions And they providing convictions See, I survive through the system under the livest conditions My riders ride on a mission For snitchin', you get your back blown right out of commission You'll be missin' like them crazy Christians And swimming with all the fishes Your Ms.'s will come and visit your body with hugs and kisses Now, tell me, is that nutritious? We party with chips and liquors Your wizzes is coming with us For real, kid, they bought me presents The difference is this is business, big biscuits, big figures We click on religious n***as for acting too superstitious Move, ‘cause the Coupe is vicious Shoot if you want your wishes to blow See Trife in the Bentley with a group of b**hes [Hook] My design is already made So young and so strong And just waiting to be saved [Verse 2: Cormega] My life's no longer in the hands of district attorneys Or envious n***as who thirsty ‘cause I'm OT with bricks for 30 Moving like Magic, but n***as ain't worthy Like Michael Cooper; when I shoot I aim sturdy Mother made or motherf** 'em Rhymes so dope I hope I make it through customs We can take it to the streets, like a game at the Rucker They claim they love us, but all that changes When you on and they f**ed up, dog Ain't no flaws in a hustler I'm no longer in state greens and chuckers Waiting for the beach port and the breaks Streets oughta relate I see it all in your face the window to your soul ain't tinted You wanna see me falling from grace; no way, n***a! I'm stretching my weight, like c**aine dealers What they gonna say now? The flow way iller If dough change n***as I'm no longer the same But what I became does not conflict with from where I came I was dealing with 'caine like cold chilla Back when lyricist reined and dope was k**ing 'em Any MC who think they ill as me Or real as me should chill, I mean, that's your opinion But my raps is relentless like a MAC with an infra And I'm back with a vengeance Like Sprewell smashing the Knicks After they shipped him despite the fans resistance Big and Pac is up top, so the nicest man living is right here It's quite clear, like diamonds that glisten [Hook] My design is already made So young and so strong And just waiting to be saved

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