The Grain Lyrics - Supreme Clientele - Ghostface Killah

[Man] 

Do you wanna see it? 

Do you wanna see it? 

I'm gonna do it for ya 

I'm gonna do it for ya 

I'm gonna do it for ya 

I'm gonna do it for ya 

New Ghostface! 

[Ghostface Killah] 

Yo deep in the trenches 

Wig, young black green beret 

Chrome laser guns blazing at spades 

Wallabies, cherry noose, kool-aid 

10 niggas call it Tai-Chi 

Black blades, one hundred dollar seats 

Hold up, we at the opera 

Queen Elizabeth rub on my leg 

Had ketchup on her dress from a whopper 

Chunky ass necklace 

Must be her birthstone 

John Paul cop the biggest stones outta Rome 

Told ya eyes up on her prince 

Fucking with Diana 

Two rows across, Dirty giving hickeys to Vianna White 

Fingering Pamela Lee 

We on the balcony 

Dare one of ya'll to Malcolm X me 

Somebody might catch a Kennedy 

Yo let me adjust my lens 

Through these binoculars 

I paid 5 g's sliding off like Kid Vitamin 

Viking 

Patriot of Broad Street 

Bet you think I'm laying like a hyphen 

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[RZA] 

Tony Starks make the narc's dogs bark 

With the Benz parked 

Up against the boulevard 

Starks had the bone sparked 

One cop tapped the window glass 

Like a cymbal crash, 

"What the fuck son! You trying to break glass?" 

He flashed his badge, 

"License and registrations" 

At that moment 

His fat partner started chasin' 

Chicken heads they was racing wit' they hearts pacin' 

For snatching gold 

Trying' to dip into the god's basement 

Our location 

Lead steel shed spread 

Cracked shorty head 

Left sweetie there for dead 

Ghetto poodles 

Fingers sticky from cheese doodles 

Starving' for a 50 cent bag of Oodles and Noodles 

Neighborhood sick wit' it 

Clinton 'bout to cut WIC 

Maybe one ya'll rich rap niggas need to politic 

Reach for the sky 

They throw bleach in your eye 

Don't teach you why 

You be keeping 'em high 

Dipped like an Oreo cookie 

In cold milk, bold silk 

Gold-filled cap, Wu wear hat, 

Low tilt 

True Islamic 

We speak verbal rhyme phonics 

Why ya'll trying to change this hip hop to technotronics? 

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[RZA] 

Don't go against the grain (the grain) 

Don't go against the grain (the grain) 

Don't go against the grain (the grain) 

[Ghostface] 

Girl! 

[RZA] 

Because of you I'm hurting 

Within my within my heart 

I know it's not right to be flirting 

But a relationship has to start 

You're the one that I'm clocking 

It's time for you to start jocking 

Don't want you to see me cry 

This is why this is why this is why 

[RZA] 

I met this girl named Rhonda from way down yonder 

[Ghostface] 

Hey yo god don't fuck with her! 

[RZA] 

I met this girl named Liz she was all in the biz 

[Ghostface] 

Hey yo lord don't fuck with her! 

[RZA] 

I rocked a hoe named Tina from the heart of Medina 

[Ghostface] 

Hey yo kid don't fuck with her! 

[RZA] 

Yea that girl Kit Kat she got the good poodle cat 

[Ghostface] 

Hey yo nigga you better fuck with her!