Ghost is back - ghostface killah Listen man it's going on 2007 g I wanna wish ya'll muthaf**kas a happy New Year (New Year let's give it up) How your 2006 was son (Go and get up get up ya'll niggaz is crazy Ya'll know how I get my 2006 off nigga I broke two of my toes nigga It's going down nigga that's what's up ya'll niggaz is crazy) That's why you came to the show with um peanut butter on your toes that day (Nigga why you gotta bring everything up Man everybody here enjoying) Nah son because your shit's(crazy a happy New Year (This muthf**ka) Nah boy yo (no man ) But your shit was looking mad timid That was the funniest shit in the book that day (Find out who ) That's your toes right there (Who the f**k said I broke 'em) Yo how you put them little baby cast on there (Just a little punk ass nigga man) How you put them in the baby cast like that though son Come on son that's what I was that shit yo Let me tell you something I ain't gon' front yo I love you and all that son (then say that ) You my first cousin (then say that Ghost say that) You my first cousin though but come on man You know how it is son I ain't seen you in years though (You know how I get down) How you had peanut butter on your toes though son ('cause the nigga asked for it man shit I f**ked a nigga up man) Yo it's New Year's yo (get back to me muthaf**ka) Yo it's New Year's son (f**k ya'll niggaz this ain't no Yo Ghostface my gold is fifty hundred I want my money) NINE EIGHT SEVEN SIX FIVE FOUR THREE TWO ONE I love you my nigga Happy New Year's F**k that let's get this paper Yo yo I was sitting at the table thinking How the hell do I murder these M C 's sting 'em like bees My attitude's that of Hannibal not compatible Why I would damage you f**k if I drink then ran with you Ya'll chose to war so called rich niggaz wanna verse the poor I'll rob you first then go to your earth it's not gon' hurt If you try calling the cops it's not gon' work All you gotta do is lay in the dirt we dug a hole And my guns weight more yo then Gerald Levert With more blubber than a Ruben Studdard I grease the pan With rhymes and ya'll can't believe it's not butter I told ya'll to chill stretch all out like franks on the grill With a classic deal I'm like a farmer when I'm playing the field Just painting my seeds in 20-06 it's time to build Ghost is back Ghost is back Ghost is back Ghost is back Yo I cooked up the beef seasoned up the meat Fried 'em tried 'em took it out the grease Ghost came to steal the show since you loving your broad I'ma lay back and reveal your hoe She a brain therapist chick you can't kiss Opened up her legs like ooh I smell fish Yeast infection queen she love dick Shivlered up tits she'll bang the whole Knicks Now how can I salute you kid I'm planning to do you Crucial blow rugers at who you with We bump heads while we out in the street it's all good My trigger fingers'll matter kick the back of your feet And your red monkey jeans is looking like a scene from Baghdad That's bad flags red dirt beds Ya'll niggaz is eating crystal meth' heads We pissed out wrist out with the best threads Knockin' niggaz off knockin' niggaz out F**king up rappers is what I'm about I'm holding Staten Island down ya'll cats must be dead Keep fronting and lose your head Ghost is back Ghost is back Ghost is back Ghost is back You can decide on who's liver Toney Knight Rider wisdoms love my saliva Slobbin' 'em down hoggin' the mound Pitchin' 'em eightballs robbing the town Don't let your gangsta get you murked up Faggot ass homeys done got you worked up Rappers can't come around ya'll wide rap is dead