Marvel Songtext
von Ghostface Killah

Yeah
Word, these quitters be buggin′ God
We here to play but ain't nothin′ to do with that, you know?
Yeah, check it out y'all one two
We back up in this joint, what
Check the fly shit
Yeah, don't black out on me
Yo, black man watch out, she saltwater trout
Al Deuce dug her back out inside the dugout
Heard the pussy was good, big niggas fell victim
Mentally stripped ′em, one God turned Christian
She know magic, soakin′ wet pussy on the mattress
Skin like Cleopatra's, the leadin′ actress
She been fuckin' since we went to fourteen, look at Miss Thing
With a ponytail, kept a jar of Vaseline
She′s a big girl now, with a body that growl
Like Gwen's murder trial smile attract crowds
Most niggas would light the Lord over this broad
Big niggas in they drawers pose, one knee on the floor
Little kids daydream of humpin′ wildflower


Hanna-Barbera fame Geraldo Rivera
Fat ass, whips, big asses, colorful lips
Wide hips, spoiler kits, chrome dipped rims
New kicks, plus jeeps, boomin' beats
Loud horn beeps, crowded streets
Confusion, yo, the heat is on, yo it's too black and it′s too strong
In one hour Wu-Tang Clan is about to perform
Police barricade, sidewalk crowded like parades
Your arena now present, the event of the decade
Long braids and fades, bald heads, finger waves
Extensions, nails Friday, just got paid
Headlinin′ your marquee is the prime time rhyme crime family
That shines Godly light, upon this hip-hop art form
Yo Dunn, we can't be measured by no chart, the God born
Never bust premature for sure, you want it raw?
Let me plant my dynamite bitch, deep inside your core
The explosion stops your menstruation, cause your stomach inflation
Patiently wait nine months for deportation
Of the Earth from the Moon, black woman stay in tune
Yo Gods, let me boil y′all the science about the womb
It's a black hole for those who lose control
Fertile soil for royal and wise
It spoiled many men and took many lives
Loyal brothers changed sides