歌手:Ghostface Killah
专辑:《More Fish》

作词 : Ames, Bailey, Coles, Evans ...
Uh thirty thousand feet up in the air up in the lear
Dressed in a black tux forty cal tucked strapped to the chair
Half asleep hopping out of my seat caught in the daze
Turned around and seen a white man's face covered in shades
I must of passed out can't remember **** before I blacked out
Three more ****** approaching holding they mack's out
One spoke gave me the keys to a boat
Reached in his trenchcoat and pulled out a yellow envelope
Which contained twenty thousand in cash a photograph
Of a Colombian ***** with a long mustache
Miguel Sanchez keep a gun hidden in his pants leg
With armed bodyguards surveillance around his land spread
He runs a billion dollar organization under investigation
Plus he's wanted by immigration
Now I'm stuck crazy look on my face shocked in amazement
How the **** I get involved with these federal agents
They knew my background knew about what happened down in Sac Town
They knew about the wrap down south they laid they backs down
Said I had two decisions take out Miguel and his cartel
Or spend the rest of my life in prison
A classified mission on some James Bond ****
007 style love to get some straight convicts
Now I'm pondering my thoughts wandering got my girl on the phone
Told her to kiss little Jay 'cause I'll be gone again
Honey I can't sleep she sucking her teeth
If everything go good baby I'll be home in a week
Pinching myself just to see if I'm dreaming call up my team and
Meet me by the docks in Miami I'll fly out this weekend
(Sun God)
I got you ***** four-four pop two ******
That drug lord that we want got a spot for ******
And if we kill 'em it's back to the block my *****
He carried rugers thirty four shots I figure
He only holla at the kid when there's money involved
They pack shotguns hollow tips dummies and all
When me and Trife doing right together got no choice
But give us ten like we selling white together
Left side four-five right black beretta
Taking trips over seas flipping packs for better
Every flight a hundred stacks and better so grind hard
Get ya money up get on your grillies don't mind odds
**** a cop car throw on some chumpers and drop charge
Hit the block hard it's kinda hard being G-O-D
If he owe Trife he owe me
Load up the mack grounds M-I-A call that the jack town
Tell ****** I'm on my way coming back down
Miguel Mr Sanchez it's a wrap now
Theodore extorting your **** handing out packs now
I used to listen to 50 and jam Back Down
Now I slang fifty kilo's where I'm at now
Fifty a wop purple top ***** I'm back clown
Crystal bottles Grey Goose for the chat lounge
Channel seven news older dude murder gat found