Be Easy
Title | Be Easy |
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Artist | Ghostface Killah |
Album | Fishscale |
Release Date | 2005-10-25 |
Description | Ghost and sidekick Trife Da God create one of the great hype-you-up anthems of all time over a sick beat by legendary producer Pete Rock that flips The Sylvers' “Stay Away From Me” |
Lyrics | [Intro: Ghostface Killah] Yeah, what's happening, New York City? It's ya boy Ghost in the motherfuckin' house tonight Know what I mean? (Don't fuck with Ghost, you'll feel sorry) We about to get it popping, let's go Yo, yo [Chorus: Ghostface Killah] Tell your crew to be easy Niggas run around with them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay Get word to the DJ Tell 'em Staten Island's in the house, put the record on replay [Verse 1: Ghostface Killah] Get your nose blowned off by the fifth, uh You wanna be there, layin' all stiff, uh Every time you go uptown, you get gypped, uh That's karma, boy, running your lip, uh You be fronting like you got a bunch of chicks, uh You be at home, nigga, beating your dick, uh I'm in the club with the chipped up wrist, uh You at the bar, wodie, drinking my piss, uh The yellow shit in the bottle ain't Cris', son You turned your motherfuckin' head, nigga, we switched 'em You just mad 'cause I'm hitting your sister You in the other room, huh, you couldn't sleep, uh Pop a lot of shit without that liquor, yup We mossied up, so take our picture I'm like the boogeyman, nigga, I'll get ya Whether now, later, afterlife or scripture [Interlude: Ghostface Killah] Yeah, oh shit, ayo, Tone, hurry up and get 'em, nigga You know what I mean? It's about to pop off Y'all niggas clear the fucking floor Get the fuck out the way, come on [Chorus: Ghostface Killah] Tell your crew to be easy Niggas run around with them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay Get word to the DJ Tell 'em Staten Island's in the house, put the record on replay You might also like[Refrain: Trife Da God, Ghostface Killah, Trife Da God & Ghostface Killah] Yo, it's Tone in the building, the team's in the building Niggas wanna beef, what up, what up, what up? We packed to the ceiling, we constantly chilling We can 'cause we could, we shoot, we slice, we cut [Verse 2: Ghostface Killah] Shimmy, shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yay now Yes, my birthday landed in May, now Peace to Dirt Dog, I'm back like déjà vu Leave your girl around me, I will bag your boo Ahh, you bitch niggas better listen up Anybody front, paramedics gon' pick 'em up They try to save you, swear to God, I hit the nurse up Like "Nah, doc, he look better in a hearse truck" I tried to ignore it, his people saw it I ain't the type of dude you go to war with My Polo gun, yo, will crack the floor shit When the heat's on, you know I draw it I had his number down, Toney just called it [Interlude: Ghostface Killah] Yo, ayo, Pete Rock, good looking, nigga Staten Island, yo, Theodore What's the deal? Slap me one of the ratchets I'm about to go in, yo [Chorus: Ghostface Killah] Tell your crew to be easy Niggas run around with them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay Get word to the DJ Tell 'em Staten Island's in the house, put the record on replay [Verse 3: Ghostface Killah] Gotta get that cheese, gotta pimp that V Gotta burn those leaves, and, uh Pretty Tone make the girls say, "Please, daddy, work that D Put it in and be eas'", and uh, so what? Come on Now some of y'all people might know me from my Wallabees Pretty bitches got my number, y'all can dial me I stick it up like a nice cake robbery And when I'm done, y'all can finger nail file me Floss the ill robes since "Criminology" Supreme Clientele put the world on top of me Yo, babe, hurry up with those collard greens I represent S.I., they ain't as wild as me They lousy, I'm phat like a pound of cheeba weed brownies Tone got the powder, squeeze, don't surround me Quick to pick a honey up, shit, the flow's Bounty Y'all can just crown me [Outro: Ghostface Killah] Yeah, that's right I'd like to thank y'all for coming out tonight How y'all like that shit? You know what I mean, who really run New York? This is that Theodore shit, motherfucker |