Nutmeg Lyrics - Supreme Clientele - Ghostface Killah

Yeah. whassup y'all, whassup? 

This is Ghostface, straight from Staten Island 

You know. I don't really mean no harm. 

but it just happens you know 

when I step approach a motherfuckin wack nigga. 

that tryin to spit his darts and can't spit 'em 

Check it out though. aiyyo. 

Scientific, my hand kissed it 

Robotic let's think optimistic 

You probably missed it, watch me dolly dick it 

Scotty watty cop it to me, big microphone hippie 

Hit Poughkepsie crispy chicken verbs throw up a stone richie 

Chop the O, sprinkle a lil' snow inside a Optimo 

Swing the John McEnroe, rap rock'n'roll 

Tidy Bowl, gung-ho pro, Starsky with the gumsole 

Hit the rump slow, parole kids, live Rapunzel 

but Ton' stizzy really high, the vivid laser eye guide 

Jump in the Harley ride, Clarks I freak a lemon pie 

I'm bout it, bout it - Lord forgive me, Ms. Sally shouted 

Tracey got shot in the face, my house was overcrowded 

You fake cats done heard it first 

On how I shitted on your turf 

at times, Cuban Link verse yo 

Check out the rap kingpin, summertime fine jewelry drippin 

Face in the box, I seen your ear twitchin 

As soon as I drove off, Cap' came to me with three sawed-offs 

Give one to Rae', let's season they broth 

Lightning rod fever heaters, knock-kneeder Sheeba for hiva 

Diva got rocked from the receiver bleeder 

Portfolio, lookin fancy in the pantry 

My man got bigger dimes son, your shit is scampi 

Base that, throw what's in your mouth, don't waste that 

See Ghost lampin in the throne with King Tut hat 

Straight off 

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Yeah. yeah. 

I just wan't y'all niggaz 

to smack all y'all niggaz, and niggarettes 

Universal death threats, yeah 

This be the God Body, yeah no doubt 

Judge Wise 

Aiyyo spiced out Calvin Coolidge, loungin with 7 duelers 

The Great Adventures of Slick, lickin with 6 rugers 

Rock those, big boy Bulotti's out of Woodridge 

Porch for the biggest beer, season giraffe ribs 

Rotissiere ropes, hickory scented mint scented glaze 

Perfected find truth within self, let's smoke 

All hail to my hands, 50 thou' appraisal 

Dirty nose with the nasal drip, click flipped on fam 

Dancin with Blanch and them bitches, flickin goose pictures 

Kick down the ace of spades, snatch Jack riches 

Olsive compulsive lies flies with my name on it 

Dick made the cover now count, how many veins on it 

Scooby snack jurassic plastic gas booby trap 

Ten years workin for me, you wanna tap shit? 

Bung bung bung! Your bell went rung rung rung! 

Staple-Land's where the ambulance don't come 

Photos 

Yeah, you see what I mean? 

You see what I mean, you motherfuckin crybabies? 

Get in line punk! You should be studyin your odds 

instead of studyin me! 

That's how you lost your first job punk 

Now get in line, for you get your lil' thick-ass tossed up! 

Shit! I studied under Bruce Lee nigga 

He was on the fourth, I was on the third 

Pass me a honey-dipped spliff, black mental cause continental drift 

One whiff of Pow U gets my Divine stiff 

Brick rock, late night, hear the tick tock of my clock 

I used to run up and pick, a crab lock 

Hit his stash, dip back, to the Lab, make him flip 

Uptown, BOO-DOOP, now we back on your ass 

Incognito, fatal aikido blow, pop a needle 

Dick a knock-knee hoe, bust out her fetal 

Nine inch long strong, Bobby pop the bitch thongs 

Spit on her, then I banged on my chest like Kong King 

Merciless Meng, point the killa bee sting 

ring DINGS, right through your head BING 

Snap the wing off of bats, my battleaxe tongue hacks tracks 

Once the ball drop, I'ma snatch ten jacks 

Pass the crack to a niggarette, puff a looseleaf cigarette 

while your man search the internet for +Bob Digitech in Stereo+ 

Crazy as Shapiro 

Multiply myself ten times standin next to zero 

And snap my fingers like the Fonz 

and bag me a golden bronze skinned girl with the honey blonde 

dip hair, make a nigga flip in his chair 

Had the armpit shaved off perfect with the Nair 

Stomach fat as a pancake for her man's sake 

Used to fuck her when she menestraute 

but it made her hyperventilate 

BROOKLYN! 

I know, I know, I know, I know 

QUEENS! 

I know, I know, I know, I know 

SHAOLIN! 

I know, I know, I know, I know 

I know, I know, I know, I know, I know 

BRONX! 

I know, I know, I know, I know 

JERSEY! 

I know, I know, I know 

LONG ISLAND! 

I know, I know, I know, I know 

I know, I know, I know, BREAK IT DOWN!