Ghostface Killah Milk Em Lyrics and Instrumentals

It's Hip Hop the way that we walk, the way that we talk it's our language MHE Dusty Mix is really the best overall version of the track. The production has a slow lope and is essentially just a simple bass line, fuzzed out guitar and a really crisp drum sound. The simple sparse arrangement suits Killah, Trife and Myone's verses ably. Variously the Exile Mix takes the completely opposite take with a liquid digital blip blop environment. The tempo suits the song better though and would undoubtedly sound better mixed into a club set on a big system. The Rickie Rucker Mix may be an aquired taste, it's scratching intro, overly tricky production and slowed down tempo don't suit the song and without the vocals the instrumental would be useless. The Benny Cassette Instrumental is pretty much the classic tune with dry production that would make it good for mixing broadly, there's also a really rhythmic tapping on the metal of the drum kit sound that's military. The Strange Fruit Project Soul Hustler Mix is the Goldilocks version of this song, not too hard and not too soft, with a gauzy heroine vibe that particularly suits Trife Da God 'the one and only protege of Pretty Tony' (Make my debut on Bulletproof Wallets, that's when I come through) In a classic example of the unreliability of lyric citations online that lyric is cited as the much less slick 'the one and only, that's word to Chef and Pretty Toney'. But on the other hand perhaps protege is too big of a word for even intelligent American Hip Hop fans. (featuring Myone & Trife Da God) [Ghostface Killah] Yo, with this game come alotta hate, but there's alotta snakes Niggaz see the size of my dick, she'll want a bigger plate Thinkin' I'ma fold under pressure, y'all wanna see me break Had these niggaz skating on ice, doing a figure eight Twelve getting strong in the game, y'all can't touch me I must be, made out of steel, y'all can't crush me Watch how I paint this picture, into a mixture With symbolic words, when they merge they form a scripture Tone be that nigga, I belong in the ficture Very necessary that my robes is furry Picture me, in the King's chair blowin' on bark Before queens holding toothbrushes, scrubbin' my Clarks Feedin' me grapes, give me style shakes, Frosted Flakes Flood the plate, twenty four karats that intake I'm all over the globe, like water in moat Cocaine cookouts over portable stoves [Chorus: Ghostface Killah] Watch how we milk 'em this year Ya'll niggaz straight soft, like silk in this here My niggaz came off, ran hard for 10 years But this time around, we got a new sound for deaf ears Things is different, now time's is changing So it's a new direction that my rhymes is aimed in It's more than entertainment, it's hip hop The way that we walk, the way that we talk It's our language [Trife Da God] Aiyo, now who you know is more liver than Trife? The piledriver improviser go to work on your body like exercisers My opening lines'll open your mind Glock popper, clock stopper, leave you frozen in time Plus you never seen me rolling with shines, I'm barely seen Got bitches in all flavors, I call 'em my Dairy Queens Gettin' CREAM, that's a daily routine, y'all niggaz know me I'm the one and only protege of Pretty Toney Make my debut on Bulletproof Wallets, that's when I come through Stay true, got nothing for free, I had to pay dues You feelin' like a frog then jump, you in the swamp with gators Nigga, we eat you tadpoles for lunch It's not a hunch, it's a sure fact Drunk nigga fall back, I'm tellin' you once Don't get your fronts and your jaw cracked Theodore, we the new villains in here Starks Enterprise, we seeing 20 million this year [Chorus] [Myone] In these war times, whose the enemy? I'm something like Matt Damon, and backin' in my Bourne Supremacy I was brought to bring forth the remedy Deadly ready or not, y'all people better steady the block Or keep the heat coming, steady or not Don't want no trouble with Joe We'll throw blows that empty out the whole bungaloo If y'all soldiers can handle my click Then walk forward and find the one that make you ceist to exist You never heard me spit as lethal as this Flippin' ya brother man, on the other hand will empty a clip If I build, my life hangs in a myst, the balance we call this Dark and light, I know wrong from right But am I wrong if I live my animal appetite Have a feast in the middle of night, riddle me right And more righteous, must of all your might, you can't bite this Cause the man in your mirror is my lightness, and know that act is right [Chorus]