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Artist: Ghostface Killah f/ The Delphonics, Raekwon, RZA
Album: Ironman
Song: After the Smoke is Clear
Typed by: rclewis@zianet.com

[Intro: Ghostface Killah, (The Delphonics)]
(After the smoke is done) Yo
Yeah (Wu-Tang, Delphonics) yeah, what, what, who wanna do it, what
(Number one)
Slap fire outcha monkey ass niggas
(After the smoke is done) word up, big dick, motherfucking house
Whaddup, bench press these cats
(Wu-Tang, Delphonics number one) Yo

[Ghostface Killah]
Yo, god, show these niggas how we get deep, down, and dirty
Like Keyon, got his wig pushed back,
Five-thirty
Yo they gotta hit
Placed on my head, what should the god do?
Max out in Spain and do business with the Jews
Never that, them never look angry out of synch
The imperial, industrial king got weight
Don't give a fuck, like the poor part, we watch Heart To Heart
They used to push me in shuffel cards
Now I'm writing darts like Ebinezzer, the porno teaser
Sayin words like sheeba, educated rapper fouling the teaser
My team got rocks like Six Flags, plus the Wu lab
Cameras in nine bedrooms we own tags
Don't touch this, cracklin hot shit
I snap ya shoulder blade in half, laugh, and pop shit
Reader's Digest, passed my book to L. Ron Hubbard
Got bagged that the world government tried to dub it
But devils love it, booby trap raps cover the tracks like Adeck
Sharper than cuts laced on hardly scratched supreme clientel
My cartel, Willie Stargel passed
This shit is peace, where's the Nobel?
Oh, well, signin off as usual
The arsonist, leavin niggas lost in the stairwell

[Break: Ghostface Killah, (The Delphonics)]
(Wu-Tang, Delphonics number one) Yeah, yo, yo
Represent my projects Stapelton (after the smoke is done)
He represent that project Park Hill (Wu-Tang, Delphonics number one)
You represent that project Murder West Brighton Now Born
Arm bangin into that will (ahhhhh)
Word up, (after the smoke is clear) yeah, what, Stapelton
(Wu-Tang, Delphonics and Wu-Tang still here)
Park Hill, word up, yeah, yeah, New York

[Raekwon]
The greatest story ever told by me, precisely
Roman numeral I be, plus three describe me
My son move like the toad, get drunk
Speak in codes, throw a fiend in the sleeper hold
Got beef with the globe, rep my comrad
Go half on this lab down in Baghdad
Flippin like a mex tab, get money like an A-rab
The type niggas snapped, six legs on the crab
Now artists, you wanna do what? My click better bust

[RZA]
Underprivileged, grew up in a Stapelton house village,
Where blood flood the water in the streets like oil spilage
When the dog was growin (Wu-Tang, Delphonics number one)
I spot a fifty-five borough, a nigga was still flowin
Voice was echoin, I rise high like an octave
Procter wouldn't gamble, the sample, it shocked her
My ninjas run wilder than Shaka Zulu
Some play peace like Donny the Guru
Others live to be wise and old like Desmond Dutchu
Undisputed champion, belt holders, shape and mold us
Sole controler of the solar, I, solar or the polar
I blow half smoke through my nasal, my praise with thirty million
Wu-Tang wasn't for children, was like Hannibal raidin Sicilians

[Outro: The Delphonics]
After the smoke is done
Wu-Wu-Tang, Delphonics number one
After the smoke is done
Wu-Wu-Tang, Delphonics number one
After the smoke is clear
Wu-Tang, Delphonics and Wu-Tang still here
After the smoke is done
Wu-Wu-Tang, Delphonics number one
Ahhhhh (Wuuuuuu, wuuuuuu)

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