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GHOSTFACE KILLAH lyrics : "Alex (Stolen Script)"

Yea... that's right
Hardy Boys %#@!...uh huh
Smoke a Winston to this %#@! ^!$$%

Word up bout to $#[email protected]' throw ya head up, Yea

Yo, yo he got his stones from Greece

In mouth he had like thirty plus karats
Big ratchets, smoke cigars like a Bogart classic
Told ^!$$%z if he dies he want a glass casket

Parents died when he was five years old
Made his way inside the US with Columbian Gold
A fake name and a passport

Benetton luggage, one sister, pretty thing, light skin
^!$$%z will body over her like $#[email protected] it
With a scar by her left eye

Her brother Alex was extremely close, he sold coats and minks
Had trays put in toilets and sinks
Loved to roller skate, ninety nine did time up in Rahway

Came home blown, the thorough kings and soldiers
Never gave a $#[email protected] about that MC beef in Queens
Alex, he was a rich ^!$$%

He had close to ten bodies under his belt
His man did the last one and got murdered himself
Took him a while to get his head together

Alex one day out in LA, made a call in New York
Told his man Oc, God it's goin' down, fly the whole team in for support
Remember that Ray %#@! that Jamie Foxx played? That was my %#@!

I never got paid, they got rich off a stolen script
In ninety eight I seen Charles on the Cali strip
Showed him the copyrights, his life in the real flick

In Braille, he read it in no time
Hit me with his math, said I'll give you some more lines
Real talk, stand up dude

Said how you like Jamie Foxx to replay you? He said yea that's cool
But under one circumstance, you think he can bow my walk, flip my talk and my hands?
I said sure why not, he can imitate anything trust me this young boy hot

Shook his hand then I bounced in the limo
Grabbed my cell, bit my cigar and then rolled down the window
Contacted Stony Brook and Roberts

Told them we got it in ten ?, yo Ray Ray signed it
Now we can move on and shoot this live %#@!
With mad options, Paramount and DreamWorks we shop it

Or Mandalay and New Line cop it
I go and get ten mil' and blow it on the independent market
But anyway down in PF Chains, I had a meeting with this rich investor

Said they'll throw twenty million on the kid's film only if he chose the cast
He was drunk, he was talkin' real fast
So I test his mouth, laid back then I put him on blast

Where exactly we gon' get this cash?
I gotta ill Gotti Gigante connect
Wise guys that kill Bulotti, catching bodies, earnin' respect

The waiter came in a dropped off the shrimp fried rice he ordered
I said thanks as he poured my water
Then out came the veggie rolls, sesame chicken and mint tea

Rice wine had me wanting to pee
Said excuse me I'll be right back, pardon me
Grabbed his glass and he nodded to me

Skated off to take a piss, the %#@! felt like a nut
Got back the dude vanished, briefcase, script, and all
Ask the waiter where he go, the mother$#[email protected] spoke Spanish

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