Ghostface Killah. Yo, yo. Telekinesis, I'm purifying these D speeches. While I'm crying, I clean the feet of the sweet Jesus. Dreams, visions get blurry of the Elohim, it's light. It's known to tear retinas
of, hot raps and hot tracks. A duffle bag full of guns son, dipped in black. My culture, slides and attacks like a vulture. Ghostface and Madison Square is on your poster Yes, the * is raw, comin