The Catastrophe (feat. Masta Killa & Killa Sin)

[Ghostface killah:]

Ay yo, revenge is sweet

That's why I take my time with it

Like good pussy I just stay when I'm up in it

Evil plan, my mind functions well off spite

I don't do that tit for tat, I blow your shit up like dynamite

Take my life, I'll take every one of y'all

Have your kids thrown out of a plane, 'look out cus'

My plots are like movie scripts, they well planned

Snatch you off the land and drop you off in the sahara sand

So don't scam me, don't try to double cross me

Like tennessee ghouls, I'll nail that ass to the cross, b

Revenge mode, I live life by the sword

And if you live by it, die by it, I'll still kill your horse

Set me up, coming back, like a thief in the night

I'll have a suicide bomber pop up on your flight

You couldn't take my life

My mass done resurrected

And I'm ghostface killah, way more than you expected

Those who fear his return, must face the catastrophe

[Killa sin:]

Yes but what they didn't expect

A hundred ghouls from the projects armed and masked

With flamethrowers and gas'll blast anything

Hung him by his tongue ring

Til he gave the info on how we find his kinfolk

Made him sound the ransom then gave the dope to his grandson

Bust the shot and made him run fast, back to his family

News of his discovery would set off a chain of events

That would then lead to members of delucas to bleed with no exception

They sip the raw muscles so kill everything, no exception to the media

There would not be a retire or cease fire

Til every luca has expired in entirety

Wishes of the god tone starks to eternity

Respectfully

Cutthroats, nosebleeds, and killings were synonymous

With his gangsta life before his passing

So it'da only seem fitting that it would become

The embodiment of his new life

[Masta killa:]

I keep having flashbacks of blasting natural gats, cutting outside the benches

Got convicted of the gun charge and laughed at my sentence

Four years, five flat post-release supervision

For niggas spitting in the wind, but that's what I get for missing

So soon as I hit the bridge again, niggas is finished

Ninja mode on a mission out to hh sisters

Think I'm sitting up in prison

With a tin of l, in a cell, sick ass hell, listen

Everyday is like christmas, I miss my seed and my missus

But I see em on visits, I ain't stressing over pussy

Beat my dick to her pictures

When they free me I'm a see you leaving food for the fishes

Hope the luca crew is in for the fixing

Now get the henchman, line em up

Zombie gun em down the muzzle extension

Tear they flesh off for one of em flinching

Those who fear his return, must face the catastrophe

The catastrophe

Those who fear his return, must face the catastrophe

The catastrophe

The catastrophe