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G-Dep - "Special Delivery (Remix)"
[Intro: Ghostface Killah]
Fuck the whole industry!!!!
You tried to get rid of me!!! Yall must be kiddin me!!
Yall must be kiddin me!!! ay yo fuck the whole industry!!!
Come on!!! Staten Island! Come on! Hold me now!!!
[Verse 1: Ghostface Killah]
Monster cut truck balley shit
Champagne is spillin while we hit every club that my Denali hit
Out for this four thousand and better
The rhinestones in my flintstones look crazy in my sweater
Pa its not a big fairy tale thats my ammo
Fuck bitches on the reg with no problemo
Iceberg, rabbits, and the fox and more
Where I coped two more, bought four for Rza
Badboy thank you for this special deliver
Catch me by the pool in my Tony Starks slippers
Wonder woman armed, Ghost is intelligent
May 30 over dust dime I was killin em
Did cash on one sixteen I was feelin em
Then Dave kept the criss cold dollar bill on em
I lived it out -- special delivery
I spit it out -- special delivery
I sniffed it out -- special delivery
[Chorus: P. Diddy]
(I want that) Special Delivery!!!
This is the remix, special delivery!!!
Come on, special delivery!!!
Badboy baby!!, special delivery!!!
We wont stop!!!, special delivery!!!
Yeah! G Dep! child of the ghetto! As we proceed!!!
[Verse 2: G. Dep]
Aiyyo! Aiyyo!
Signed, sealed, delivered in just the nick of time
Rare, Im a give it to em my design is rhyme in the ghettoist form
Show power the child of the ghetto is born
Uh, feet first, preach to the speech I kick ya each verse
Groove let the shit just spit now its dirt
Death pressin ya and ya like a hustler on the first ya need work
Stand by the grand high exhausted
At your door where the portrait is the raw shit
Picture that while I spit anthrax
On your cd, tape, and wax so stand back
You dont really wanna jump the gun
In the air lets flow with disfunctioned lungs
Go head and stand there and bump the gum
If ya want the problem we can hurry up and come bury ya
Ima play the courier
[Chorus: P. Diddy]
Special delivery!!! Yeah come on, Special delivery!!!
This the remix!!! Special delivery!!!
Ha ha ha ha!!! Special delivery!!!
Come on come on!!! Special delivery!!!!
Yeah yeah!!! Special delivery!!!
What what!!! Special delivery!!!
Ladies and gentleman, Keith Murray aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!
[Verse 3: Keith Murray]
Yo! This for my niggas dem special delivery
Bang ya head off to this fuckin up your memory
Ill shake your cradle and rock your boat
Buck 50 your face then butter your throat
It dont matter where you been or where you at
Im here now and Im bangin, kid you softer than the Queen of England
Phraseologist natural philosopher wordsmith
Authentical metaphorical lyricist
Sharp descriptive writer kill a biter
Panty raider, party exciter
Yo Murray what the deal how ya feel?
Yeah Im gutter what I utter got you timid hesitatin like I stutter
Oxy moron dont be dumb
I school niggas like the united negro college fund
I see you plottin schemin tryin to snake
And when you do Im a give it to you special delivery
[Chorus: P. Diddy]
(I want that) Special delivery!!!
This is the remix!!! Special delivery!!!
Get wit me now come on special delivery!!!!
Badboy baby!!! Special delivery!!!
Ay yo hold up a second......this is the remix
so lets bring back my man, Craig Mack
[Verse 4: Craig Mack]
Aiyyo you must wanna be in the Guinness Book of World Records
as the dumbest motherfucker alive
Figure you gone survive
You couldnt move to my durange, even in a 4 wheel drive
And Im your highness, finest
You hungry try this, by this livest
Uh huh, I take my rap style real serious
What you think it aint...that serious?
I bang clubs and streets its gettin hot
See Mack wont stop until Macks on top
Young black america my CD drop
In two thousand and two to save hip hop
Grown folks shake your bones
In talkin cyclones and terrordomes like Mel Gibsons
My heat will cook you bweeeyyyyy!!! hook you bweeeyyyyy!!!
Mack came to shook you bweeeyyyyy!!!! Some of bitches
[P. Diddy]
Some of bitches!!!
[Chorus & Outro: P. Diddy]
Take that!!! come on!!! special delivery!!!
(I need that) Special delivery!!!
This is the remix!!!! Special delivery!!!
G. Dep!!!! Special delivery!!!
Come on now!!! Special delivery!!!
Child of the ghetto!!! Special delivery!!!
1-1-5. Harlems finest!!! Yeah!!!!
Alumni baby!!!! Special Delivery
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