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letra de ghost of xmas past - cookin soul

[intro]
cookin soul

[verse: ghostface k!llah]
i done walked on fire (fire), never got burnt (burnt)
slept on glass (glass), never got cut (cut)
and broke a few nose bones, yo, let off a round or two
at certain dudes where they dropped they phones
yo, this straight crack (yeah), even my hand got tooken to jail
for writing murder, my wrist couldn’t take it and bailed
they left my fingers for dead, told ’em
“i ain’t have nothing to do with the writing”
now hold you down when you be squeezin’ that lead
shopping sprees, with my mans on the corner watch ds
rolling in threes, in them purplе capri’s
a gritty bop, my watch is bigger, wallo’s with the gold tassels
your old slavе, with starkey love on the shackle
and i stay fly underwater, my toes is iced out
poofed the nails off, y’all f-ggots can figure the price out
it’s chump change, ya’ll b-tch n-ggas go get my coco
get my slippers, before i goes gun-ho

[outro]
all is calm, all is bright
round yon virgin, mother and child
holy infant so tender and mild

- cookin soul

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