the slums of a big town as packed with drama and danger as the squalling street of some native quarter in the heart of this melting pot of crime stands an oasis where one man struggles against the forces that turned his loved one to lives of violence and shame he spares no one he was forgotten but he was someone so beware of the stare of the ghostface killah so beware of the stare of the ghostface killah beware son i got the stare of medusa with the rope tied around your neck it won t get looser i might shoot ya make your ass an example you can t fuck with tone starks and not get trampled get hunted like a rat in a field i hate rats hate fake ass niggas that love to set traps murder the don i m back with a bird on my arm back to pillage i rock a live grenade as a charm i want bodies delucas spread into the waters i want mothers and sons i wanna murder they daughters revenge all i see is blood in my eyes like the rise of your worst nightmare come alive ghostface killah let s see who s gonna survive he spares no one he s not forgotten cause he was someone yo look away don t stare into the eyes of a killer metal lungies junkies nigga i pack the nine millers and thrillers bulletproof robes and wave caps revenge mode nigga you know ghost gon stay strapped hunt em down in alphabetical order each person that crossed me watch the man slaughter the butcher the baker the torturer the taker i mma send you right back to your maker a few extra holes miss your soul sold to the devil it s the rebirth of slick brought back as a rebel i m immortal gonna kill generations of your fam you tried to loathe my legacy away but i stand stronger gfk the pain prolonger he was a lonely man they killed him cause they didn t understand though his spirit possesses a rhythm as the words on this record unleashes the ghostface killah1