Ghostface Killah - Street Chemistry Lyrics

Yeah, aiyyo, aiyyo big wearhousin' shit
Cristal bottles, Agent 88 with the gold wrapper
Coat rack is no good with the dope classics
Master fantastic trips and we fuck crackers
Bark on bitches, spark out sisters dart for dart

Diamond heart, slammin' El Dorado with the Benz parts
Yo, pah, mark my words, the brand new album in stores now
Murderin' 'em, murderin' the higher learnin', as of now
I turn myself in retire, give my babies my entire earnings

State my name, on this ghost track
The grand classic graphic massive
Move with the real groove with the still active
Stay 'nique, play for keep, bubble under heat
Champagne spillin', big willin', dealin' in these streets

Sex on the beach, Sex and the City, slum gritty
Suck milk from the titties, ain't nuttin' pretty
See it in your eyes, see it in your face, son you pussy
Step out of line one time get left mushy
Champion never run never ran never will
Bed-stuy, East New York, Crown Heights, Brownsville

Yo, don't get pumped up, 'cause over here you'll get lumped up
Badly bruised with your shit leakin' all fucked up
I tell you what we can settle the score
My hands, they break bricks and now level your jaw
My criteria, reign superior, we flood the streets about a hundred deep
Run through your town, vacate the area

When shit start happenin', y'all'll start scatterin'
Skatin' across the bridges in the, county of Madison
I'm down for the get down, 'cause y'all ain't gon' spit rounds
Niggaz, be on the first thing smokin', tryin' to skip down
Your door kicked down, red dot the lead pop
Hit the jackpot, in his shoe box, found the bread spot

The Al-Dog is Cristal, you critters got issues
I play dumb while I dump my ashes out the windows
Like I never heard the info, Ghost you so glamorous
Word on the set is that I fuck up all cameras