100 Degrees Appreciation Society

[Ghost In The 'Lac]

[9th Prince]
Aiyo I'm wise like a blind man playin' piano
Jellyin' across the Verazanno bustin' at Sopranos
White boys with attitudes like Rocky Marciano
Got a fire arm like Janet Reno
We serve John Wayne in El Dorado
Go to war like Al Pacino
Or Robert De Niro Casino
The ghetto is pitch dark
For the street's of messenger, the story like Joan of Arc
First spark with Stapleton park
Gladiators and D&D, before that was the Paris Crew Squad
I just to stand up on the benches
State of mind, third eye dimension lynchin'
Killarm' comrades like henchmen
Street doctor leave you paralyzed in St. Vincent
End the session with the weapon
Madman reach for the sky and snatch the Moon out the Heaven
Attack you with the Mac-11
Shots let off that'll rip thru ya flesh
Pull bullets the shape of sevens, keep steppin'
Lethal rejection, high scene rock mine, BONG!
Heavyweight blows to ya midsection, Madman is comin'
You best to head the opposite direction

[Chorus x2: 9th Prince]
Aiyo Madman drag 'em thru the dark streets of reality
Matrix combat, projects go to war from Shaolin to Iraq
When fake niggas bust their heat, real soldiers bust back (bust back)


[9th Prince]
Aiyo I spit razors at haters
I'm a walkin' skyscraper like Wolf Blazer
We blase lasers at invaders, that's infantry behavior
1-2-0 precinct slang faders
Weak niggas get robbed in pissy elevators
Rappers bite like alligators
We bust CD's inside Navigators
I ain't pretty, life is risky
Like my act against Species
Migrate, United States, the cities, Madman prophecies
I had to duck four shots comin' out of 260 lobby
Islord picked me up in a stolen Mazurati
With two hotties with two sawed off shotti's
Beretta know karate
Fuck around in half lead half metal
On to beat a body, soon to be a millionaire like Bill Cosby
Dom P. accept the collect calls from John Gotti
We ain't gangstas we shankstas that'll shank ya
Bitch ass niggas get hung with coat hangers

[Chorus x2]

[Outro: 9th Prince]
We keep bustin', ain't no trustin', nobody
On these dark streets.. word up
Yo O.D.B., big cuz, Baby Jesus
Killarm', we gon' come break ya ass out, nigga
Word up, we keep preppin' this shit
9th Prince y'all, Madman y'all
Throw ya grenades up
Word











..........WOW.......nigga was wildin the fuck out

[DR. NICK RIVIERA]

some namedropping ain't that great, but like I said, people hating on Madman are just blind and of course, deaf

[Maccabee Ridah]

Track is illness...

Beat is fire...

Propz god...

P.E.A.C.E.

1

[KIND]

yeah he dumbs out on that 1

[RagnaroK]

the heat from the beat is what allows 9th Prince to go wild
this is raw beyond measure fucking dope fav beat on the album surprise to see at least some appreciation for this song

[SHAoLiN LoRD]

old news, then again i guess it takes time to travel to europe, hack.


hahahahahahaha European waste

[Ghost In The 'Lac]

^^hahah this nigga follows me EVERYWHERE. How my ass taste?

[SHAoLiN LoRD]

European....hahahahaha u r a phake phoney poser.

[DR. NICK RIVIERA]

European....hahahahaha u r a phake phoney poser.

Wtf are you trying to do? Ghostlaced really isn't one of the most loved here, but u still won't get respect for stalking him.

And then we, the lesbians, are weirdos. Bah.