Artist: Ghostface Killah Album: Adrian Younge presents Twelve Reasons to Die Song: The Sure Shot, Pt. One & Two Typed by: Cno Evil [Ghostface Killah] Record spins, I'm going in I don't shoot to kill, I play to win Stay catching up with the cutthroats, cement shoeing niggas Throw 'me off of tugboats, no floats The body sinks to the bottom, or left on the side of the road, smell rotten The murder sprees, random killings, Ghostface Killah is back attacking villains Hanging from the ceilings Godfather motives, gangsta mentality Black superhero with the immortality Forever, I be creeping in the blackness Ill night vision with the militant tactics I glide through the air like a swarm of Beez Shake niggas off quick like a dog with fleas Raw meat, leave bodies slumped in the street Revenge is the spice of life, it's so sweet Aiyo, pipe bombs, blowing they souls to Jesus Don't need nothing but the perfect move for the pieces Meat cleaver cut fingertips like ripped tits Home invasions, cars gon' flip DeLuca's lose, peers cement shoes Tossed into the ocean, popped into there brain ooze, I won't lose Blood all on my apron, hog tie 'em up while they try to escape Peep the visual, tied them up individual Took they clothes off, season the light sausage Let the pits out to eat 'em, that's the remedy Attack, kill, bite off the extremity Blood baths, splash my name on the wall, call the pizza delivery Leave a tip on the store, with a arm, leg, head, I'm coming for you all *beat break* [Ghostface Killah] Uh-huh, it's the sure shot, yo Yeah, heart of a lion, king of the jungle I'm a humble Killa Bee, you as soft as a bumble I don't crumble, I strike back hard with a vengeance Attack through these killa words I spit in a sentence I'm a menace, the black Clark Kent, caped crusader The Face of a Ghost, I disappear into the vapors You can murder my flesh and bones, souls invincible Revenge my death, payback's the main principle Protect Ya Neck when you move, I be lurkin' in the shadows Starks the gangsta, nigga, I never lose battles Ten bitches with a superhero logo on my chest Big goosey link, GFK on the crest Icey arm for the eagle, with the 8 karat ruby eyes Piss on your muthafuckin' lawn while I'm stupid high All blacked down, royalty purple and some ice chips Two glock nines pointed at you in the hype flick *beat break* [Ghostface Killah] Yo, yo, now I'mma alone in the room, and I just stare at the wall Revenge my death, but I'm going through withdrawals My large niggas I missed 'em, this new power and wisdom Got me thinking I made a whole lotta bad decisions Got Logan still to deal with, should I kill her? Throw her fucking ass in the cage with a gorilla Or let her live, then treat her like, scum of the Earth I got goons to feed and, babies to birth I'm the God now, west of a superish nigga Do more help then harm, either way you figure Should I protect and serve, or cock and end destruction Let the Enterprise take over the force of production Corruption, my mind state is unpredictable I'm bulletproof now, back from the death, I'm invincible