The Champ Lyrics - Fishscale - Ghostface Killah

[Dialogue borrowed from a "Rocky" movie] 

This guy is a bulldozer with a wrecking ball attached 

He'll leave a ring around your eye and tread marks on your back 

He's an animal 

He's hungry 

You ain't been hungry, since "Supreme Clientele" 

Remember what you first told me when I took ya in 

You wanted to be a fighter (Yeah!) 

You wanted to be a killer (New York Stand Up) 

You wanted to be the Champ! (Got your boy in the booth nigga) 

You ain't hungry 

Matter of fact I don't want you in my gym 

Get out of my ring, you disgust me 

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[Ghostface Killah] 

Godzilla bankroll 

Stones from Stilion 

Yo I ain't got it all, that means I barely home 

Trailblazer stay ballin 

Revenge is my arts is crafty darts 

While y'all stuck on Laffy Taffy 

Wonderin' how y'all niggaz get past me 

I been doin this before Nas dropped the Nasty 

My wallos I did 'em up 

Them bricks I send 'em up 

My raps y'all bit 'em up 

For that now stick 'em up 

Ten Four good buddy Tone got is money up 

Worth millions still back your bitch lookin bummy what 

Ya'll staring at the angel of death 

Liar liar pants on fire You burning up like David Koresh 

This is architect music 

Verbal street opera pop a 'tec man fully got the projects booming indeed 

I ran through the tunnel 

Terrorize speed 

That's when I was still in the jungle slangin that D 

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[Spoken over the beat] 

Get out my face! No you ain't got no mo?'. 

Don't need no has been messin' up my corner 

And you better get that mad look off your face 'fore I knock it off 

Hey fool you ready for another beating 

You should have never came back 

Look here man after I crucify him, you next! 

And you better have a good doctor to rearrange your face 

I'm the Champ! 

[Ghostface Killah] 

Who want to battle the Don? 

I'm James Bond in the Octagon with two razors 

Bet cha'all didn't know I had a fake arm 

I lost it, wild and raw before rap, I was gettin' it on 

Took a fat nigga out in like 40secs 

My gun get hard wit a 45 still erects and eagle on 

Kangol hat slanted coconut bounce to Morocco 

Guerilla medallions like Flavor Flav clock yo 

Niggaz want me dead but they scared to step to me 

Rip they guts out like a hysterectomy 

When beef collide look on the flip by the penitentiary kite 

Or get you bumped off from the inside 

Jaws is hanging 

Frauds is left in they draws on the floor complaining 

Bird ass nigga resemble Keenan Ivory Wayans 

Stay in your place dirt born rappers get Shadow boxed for training ? 

Ya'll still eatin bacon 

[Spoken over the beat] 

Think nobody can; don't give this nigga no statue give him death 

I told y'all I wasn't going away 

You had your shot no give me mine 

Now why don't you tell these folks why you been ducking me, politics man 

You think you going to keep me down 

They don't want me to have the title 

Because I'm not a puppet like that fool up there 

Ask his woman she get more pipe from the plumber than in bed 

I'm the Champ! 

[Ghostface Killah] 

I like the deuce of diamonds cutting spades on a glass table 

Half a mil on my left ankle 

Terry cloth Guess shorts robes is comfortable 

Bring me a nice bitch that means I'll fuck with you 

My swagger is Mick Jagger stones is rolling 

Prestige is cut to a tee sparkin' weed what up 

The Cocoa leaf is slightly damp 

Sprouting in the backyard next to Gran duke tomato plants 

And jets get charted marquee shit with the cars on it 

Them haters they earl run to the toilet and vomit 

Back East summer MC king since Cuban 

Pretty Tone Iron Man and Bulletproof and Supreme 

Proof and you double deuce in the jeans 

My man ? was on the floor with the mother load both of them green 

IBF WBC Cruiserweight title shots and Rap belts belong to D.C. 

[Spoken over the beat] 

Listen I am bad, I said I am bad 

I'm a bad man 

I'm so bad sometimes I's scare myself 

Sometimes I look in the mirror and want to kiss myself I'm so pretty 

Now who am I (The Man!) 

Now who am I (The Man!) 

Who (The Man!) 

That's right and don't y'all forget it 

Ladies and gentlemen! 

The winner by consecutive knockout and still champion of the worlllllllld! 

Ghostface Killllllllllllllaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa 

[cheering in the background]