*sniffs; clears throat*



Head on straight, mask on crooked

exit stage left with the cash, gone took it

off like a koufi, the fit was a bit doofy

he tried to get screwy, with that "two for you,

one, two for me, G," cut the cranky attitude

wet him like a handkerchief on a stanky fatter dude

whether you's a rapper or dang sanger

once you in the zone only one way out, like a gang banger

with a new crew keychain and street name

what set do he claim for fame, peep game

just to keep feta and stay dip

you need it like a letter or better a getaway whip

this old things rusted, encrusted as the gold rings the old kings busted

plan to end global starvation and fat her

now what in tarnation did I go and do that fer?

stuff happens, like gettin' snuffed for tough tit rappin'

see, I told 'em enough, quit yer yappin'

the same applied to any and all chumps

the only question he had for yall is how many lumps?

three or four? either or? mon cheri amour

see, why you need your heater for?

the super villain slid in your party for free

warn a emcee, get outta here kid, you bother me!



[Ghostface]



The day I took my mask off my face was missin' for two days

For the record, G, came back a year later, whole new identity

Tony Starks pedigree, my money green like my nickname was celery

Who is Ghost who flashes toast, never wore sheets but bulletproof coats

Oh no! the fans cry for the mask back on

Told 'em "Ghost is dead, he'll return at the crack of dawn"

Few years from now, him and his pals before the Jetson-era arrived

He'll be back summertime, 2000 and 5, with a half a face iron

The other half water look like alien science

In the summertime, you can see the face boil

But the other side I keep blue with the Penzoil

Mad loyal, when the wintertime come, (what?)

I get stuck 'cause my brain all numb

Like I ate a thousand icee's and frozen Pepsi's

Aquaman's pops can't water-check me, disrespect me, indirectly

I seen his feet and they both lefty, he's steppin' half correctly

As I stroll the globe and terrorize the planet

With a Bill Clinton mask and them Playskool hammers

Me and DOOM, always be the best on the landin'

Superhero's for life, until our souls vanish