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Craig Mack

Genres: Hip-Hop

Special Delivery (remix) Lyrics - Craig Mack

G-DEP 

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Special Delivery (Remix)"(feat. Craig Mack, Ghostface, Keith Murray 

[Intro: Ghostface Killah] 

Fuck the whole industry! 

You tried to get rid of me! Y'all must be kiddin me! 

Y'all 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 it's not a big fairy tale that's 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 

 

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[Chorus: P. Diddy] 

(I want that) Special Delivery! 

This is the remix, special delivery! 

Come on, special delivery! 

Badboy baby!, special delivery! 

We won't 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, I'm 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 it's 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 don't really wanna jump the gun 

In the air let's flow with disfunctioned lungs 

Go 'head and stand there and bump the gum 

If ya wan't the problem we can hurry up and come bury ya 

I'ma play the courier 

 

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[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 

I'll shake your cradle and rock your boat 

Buck 50 your face then butter your throat 

It don't matter where you been or where you at 

I'm here now and I'm 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 I'm gutter what I utter got you timid hesitatin like I stutter 

Oxy moron don't be dumb 

I school niggas like the united negro college fund 

I see you plottin schemin tryin to snake 

And when you do I'm 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 let's 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 couldn't move to my durange, even in a 4 wheel drive 

And I'm your highness, finest 

You hungry try this, by this livest 

Uh huh, I take my rap style real serious 

What you think it ain't... that serious? 

I bang clubs and streets it's gettin hot 

See Mack won't stop until Mack's 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 Gibson's 

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. Harlem's finest! Yeah! 

Alumni baby! Special Delivery 

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