Ghostface
ɡˈəʊstfeɪs
catch the blast of a hype verse
kˈatʃ ðə blˈast əvə hˈaɪp vˈɜːs
My glock bursts
maɪ ɡlˈɒk bˈɜːsts
leave in a hearse
lˈɪv ɪn ɐ hˈɜːs
I did worse
aɪ dˈɪd wˈɜːs
I come rough
aɪ kˈʌm ɹˈʌf
tough like an elephant tusk
tˈʌf lˈaɪk ɐn ˈɛlɪfənt tˈʌsk
Ya head rush
jɐ hˈɛd ɹˈʌʃ
fly like Egyptian musk
flˈaɪ lˈaɪk ɪdʒˈɪpʃən mˈʌsk
Aw shit
ˈɔː ʃˈɪt
Wu-Tang Clan spark the wicks an'
wˈuːtˈaŋ klˈan spˈɑːk ðə wˈɪks ɐn
However
haʊˈɛvə
I master the trick just like Nixon
aɪ mˈastə ðə tɹˈɪk dʒˈʌst lˈaɪk nˈɪksən
Causin terror
kˈɔːzən tˈɛɹə
quick damage ya whole era
kwˈɪk dˈamɪdʒ jɐ hˈəʊl ˈiəɹə
Hardrocks is locked the fuck up
hˈɑːdɹɒks ɪz lˈɒkt ðə fˈʌk ˈʌp
or found shot
ɔː fˈaʊnd ʃˈɒt
P.L.O. style
pˌɪˌɛlˈəʊ stˈaɪl
hazardous
hˈazədəs
cause I wreck this dangerous
kˈɔːz aɪ ɹˈɛk ðɪs dˈeɪndʒəɹəs
I blow sparks like Waco
aɪ blˈəʊ spˈɑːks lˈaɪk wˈɑːkəʊ
Texas
tˈɛksəs