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letra de death's invitation - ghostface killah & adrian younge

[verse 1: ghostface k!llah]
ayo kane found logan lamping at deluca’s
sitting with a little black boy, she called him lucas, he knew it
found himself the daughter of a kingpin
the ex of tony starks, it’s a win-win
his seed, the grief filled up in his eyes
he kidnapped them both, for a scheme of revenge
pillow cases over their heads, tossed in the benz
no friends, no foes, only evil to expose
let’s make a video
tell lu i got his grandson and daughter
and i ain’t lookin’ for no ransom
i want revenge, i want blood, i want his head on a rug!
i want him to watch me strangle his daughter
butcher his babies, attack pits foamin’ out the mouth with rabies!
m-80s stuffed in his -ss cause bodily harm
this is just the f-ckin’ tip of the storm!
tell him to come! tell him we need to speak man to mush!
as soon as he step in the building… ambush

[verse 2: scarub]
rebuking dalucas with a crew that’s as big as buddha
i’ll scoop up [?] moolah, i’ll execute ya
recruitment that bringin’ thirty recognize i pursue the “put 2 in the medulla” for the gouda i’ll shoot ya
aim for oblongata, do the job, i gotcha
join the squad tonight, [?] kn-bbin’
quickdraw hacksaw, daluca mobbin
sawed off spray all, i’m a goblin
outlaw standoff? h-ll no, k!ll ’em all, rotten coffin
stuck, reload, tec won’t keep it poppin’
barrel smoke ’til they choke, n-ggas coughin’
i’ma go tippy toe, aim and drop ’em
danger zone bullet holes through the noggin
movin’ slow through shadows, take no pardons
[?] throwin’ wreaths on the departed
business as usual for a professional level
ya face might do by dude forever knew

[verse 3: lyrics born]
at day break, the delucas made their way through the main gate
quietest cougars chasing wild gang prey
they cut through the chain-link fence up through the fire escape steps
they raided the kane gang [?]
the look on kane’s face when he realized what has taken place
he was antic-p-ting a payday, now he’s faced with a melee
he sprang to his feet but his legs wouldn’t stay straight
afraid, he reached for his piece, bang bang! bang bang!
but wait [?], as if on cue, the deluca crew called out, “lucas!”
and began shooting in unison
maneuvering through each of the rooms in pursuit of kane
blew smoke and the putrid irrefutable stench of mutilated flesh and the death of human beings…
finally it was over
the delucas lowered their revolvers and put them back in their shoulder holsters
they sifted through the dead remains
the bedrooms, and the entry way
where the h-ll is lester kane?!

[verse 4: chino xl]
now what is this that stands before me
underneath this black cloth coughing
it’s logan and her half breed offspring
i got the nod from kane that i’ll be enforcing
this cruel source of my arbitration
ominous calm with the calmest concentration
this job i take it with pride and consideration
with no problem i’m bringin’ violence without wild provocation
i’m delivering death’s invitation
and that elevation will be the compensation for the confrontation
with delucas get wiped out without complication
if something goes wrong and i have to i’ll step back and shoot
i’m the actual monster, no zipper on the back of my suit
my squad is biblical but it’s backed by the truth
got worse schizophrenia than jekyll and hyde do
the menace weapon that’s been cast out of heaven
i hope the delucas don’t realize they’ve been lied to

[verse 5: lyrics born]
kane’s gang had no inkling the delucas had staked out the vacated building for eight days
they knew about his way in, the way out, the makeshift escape route
the hidden staircase, the way down to the bas-m-nt in the safe house
where to find logan and her afraid child
in a dark corner where they were being held
they were blindfolded with taped mouths
no light or water, arms and legs bound

[verse 6: chino xl]
but there’s a double cross of course
i’m hearing guns letting off from somewhere else
i’m ready to get involved with the revolving [?] warehouse all by myself
i dive underground finding rounds
feelin’ the power [?]
shinin’ the loud [?]
strike in the crowd, hidin’ in barrels, sn-tchin’ the child
kane escaped out of the door with a [?]
[?] coroners got my part of the tide
then removin’ his limbs, removin’ his skin
from the bottom of his timbs to the awfully wounds of his shins
the [?] shinin’ like shark’s fins as the shark stops his neurological functions
now the swabs aimin’ at my top like a racist cop puttin’ the metal in the hammer drop
f-ck, how am i gonna survive when he just shot out my kneecaps
and i try to walk but i collapse as the whole [?] is covered in gl-ss
and as he exited and laughed, the explosives’ detonator’s in his hand
he had executed his plan and retrieved logan and the little man

[outro: chino xl]
i am delivering death’s invitation
i am delivering death’s invitation
i am delivering death’s invitation
i am delivering death’s invitation
i am delivering death’s invitation

- ghostface killah adrian younge

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