(feat. Cappadonna)

[Intro: Cappadonna]

Yo yo word up!
Look who's back in the joint
It's The Odd Couple in the spot

Ghostface and C-Don, for real!

[Chorus 1: Cappadonna]

It's like that y'all
^!$$%s'll crack y'all, attack y'all
W.T.C. kid, we back y'all!


[Cappadonna (Ghostface Killah)]
Yea, for real, for real

(Eh yo, chop this ^!$$%s man
It's time for me to splash 'em)
STEP OFF!


[Ghostface Killah]
Eh yo we million dollars Sinatra's, jewellery truck

Vest did it up, chop shop it
Walked out in Babe Ruth, ex-song, hammer-throw heads
Brought by Je-sus with the grey goose

Famous for The Book of Greed, long nose
King Bentley, 9th Prince will decease, made of Ginseng
Seen it? It's real, liver than chase Manhatten

Word on Staten I was clappin with the Captain
My style is gangsta, bulletproof Guess shorts
I'll $#&@ you up and come through in a horse

We like Shaft outta Africa, graham cracker wild
Beneath this side, four or five gold teeth
On my neck be the Brolic %#@!, hurricane CREAM

Guerilla %#@!, flashin the ill data things
Excalate, sure raids, chez with the straps on
John jumper, Eleanor Poker with the Mac

Me and C. Goines, bible material
Words collide, we might pop up in your cereal
Rock you twice, rock your wife

Best known for drives on bikes
Tell your man to stop sendin me kites
We Tigers Woods in the 'hood

The Odd Couple up to no good
Y'all handsome and plus whisper made son


[Chorus 2: Ghostface Killah]
It's like that y'all
^!$$%s'll crack y'all, attack y'all

W.T.C. kid, we back y'all!
It's like yo the belt is our's, (*##$-ass motha$#&@as!
It's like that y'all

^!$$%s'll crack y'all, attack y'all
W.T.C. son, we back y'all!


[Interlude: Cappadonna]
It's The Odd Couple!
Ghostface and C-Don, for real!


[Cappadonna]
I melt 4-30, hands clustered

I walk around dusted, Big Don with the gold plate
Pop the cork, buttersoft lights, pop guns at the pork
New York, catch you on the elevator

Catch you for your watch and your Alligators
Blast first, funny style ^!$$%s, manipulators, !#@* OFF!
It's The Odd Couple, see you in the Range, bullets start the exchange

Supreme Clients, y'all ^!$$%s can't see us
Spit track like an 8-ball, ready to brawl
All for one, all for Pillage, run y'all across stage

Come in your state, bust down your gate
Throw spit like a tre'-8, Ghostface
Live on the crack tour with Bigga C-Don

Crack your jaw when it's on
Crack you in the face with a bottle of Dom Perignon
$#&@ Antoine, $#&@ my Bentley homes

My wife start fillin pits with hoes
Front pole, snatch 'phones out your earlobe

[Chorus 2]


[Chorus 3: Ghostface Killah - to fade, overlapping outro]
It's like that y'all
^!$$%s'll crack y'all, attack y'all
W.T.C. kid, we back y'all!
It's like that y'all

^!$$%s'll crack y'all, attack y'all
W.T.C. son, we back y'all!

[Outro: Ghostface Killah (Cappadonna)]
Y'all motha$#&@as don't know how to act when y'all hold somethin, huh?

It's time to give that %#@! up now ^!$$%, for real
The Blair Witch is back yo
(Straight up! The Don of all Dons, word up, for real ^!$$%!)
Y'all little (*##$ ^!$$%s
When y'all see me none of y'all ^!$$%s better say peace

For real!
Y'all ^!$$%s don't be holdin this %#@!
Y'all frontin
We let it slide for a couple of years and %#@!
Yeah, for real, it's like..
Y'all motha$#&@as know boy