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Ghostface KIllah - Soursop (feat. Masta Killa, Harley & Solomon Childs)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ghostface Killah
Ghostface Killah
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ghostface Killah
Ghostface Killah
Songwriter
Danny Caiazzo
Danny Caiazzo
Composer
Elgin Turner
Elgin Turner
Songwriter
Harold Motley
Harold Motley
Songwriter
Walbert Dale
Walbert Dale
Songwriter

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Give me light, light, light, the way, light the way
Give me light, give me light
Give me la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
Can you light, can you light, light, light the way, light the way
Give me light, give me light
Give me la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, give me light
[Verse 2]
Yeah, yo, blood clot bust my gun like a rude boy
No love n' hip hop, bad attitude boy
Jamaican Clarks, sipping Guinness on the hot sand
Sunsplash, I'm on after Elephant Man
My posse paddle through the Cayman in a small canoe
Chewing on chew sticks, blowing on ganja root
Fonto leaf, Irish moss, soursop big necks
Catching monk fish spice for the crock pot
The powder is wrapped, looking like baby roadies
Machine gun mask on, looking like a bunch of goalies
The half a foot dread, the whole land call em Toby
He got a team of red beam that'll lean the police
Christopher Coke, the pistol will smoke gutters
We out in Kingston grooming the dirt for the butters
Sharpened machetes that slice through the trees for berries
Busting coconuts, Selassie legendary
[Verse 3]
Give me light, light, light, the way, light the way
Give me light, give me light
Give me la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
Can you light, can you light, light, light the way, light the way
Give me light, give me light
Give me la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, give me light
[Verse 4]
Siddley, diddley, diddley, diddley, diddley and truly (Right)
No search and fiddle
Siddley, diddley, diddley, and truly, first class
Cold blooded murderer
Tell 'em, tell 'em, tell 'em, tell 'em what them ah really require
Cold blooded murderer
Wu-Tang the definition of a soldier
[Verse 5]
Check the Tiger Bone, stone, love don, I'm sippin' megaton
On point soldiers is armed and blow the best corn
Fly silks and Wally's, women from Jamaica to Bali
Knowledge me at the show n' prove rally
I miss Allah Real still, I build with this piece of steel they call the microphone
Chrome, nickel plated poems
Jamel Ireef and Iron Man Tone, respect shown
In Jamaica there's a party, peace to all my natty eating swordfish and Ahi
Sliced avocado, rice and peas and items sweet like a mango
A hundred clip rifle blow steady flow, rhythm tempo
"More fire" the sample go so
Peace to Fire House, Waltham, Hayvendale, to Maverley
Jungle to Rema, Salt Lane to Tivoli
Gaza, Spanish Town, Trenchtown
Back to Maxfield nuff respect due, everything real
Written by: Danny Caiazzo, Elgin Turner, Ghostface Killah, Harold Motley, Walbert Dale
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