Artist: Ghostface Killah f/ Tekitha
Album:  Bulletproof Wallets
Song:   Walking Through the Darkness
Typed by: Knowledge God, dirty_bza@hotmail.com, Tha Masta, jamal_arief@hotmail.com

[Intro: Ghostface Killah]
Yeah, you are now listenin' to the sounds of Ghost Radio
777 FM
We in God dimension
Sponsored by Stark Enterprise
Shout out to everybody on Staten Island
Don't touch that dial

[Ghostface Killah]
A-yo, a-yo my name's on your roster kid I mean business
Big elevators mean big businesses
Sleeves rolled up around five, I loosen my tie
Rough day though the stock was high
Plus I'm +Hungry+, move like the boss of the joint
I know it don't mean nothin' cos I brought the joint
But still, realer hits, car dealerships
Face, lips, murder top bitch, niggas ain't shit
So what I had a rough day, that's right
And if y'all don't like it then motherfuck y'all
It's Ghost in the house
Make noise if it's CREAM in the house
Ah shit now, fly coffee tables, hair cuts dust
Money this long we shoot carole must
SuperSoak us, your bitch chose us
Be sure to stay away from friends you can't trust

[Tekitha (Ghostface Killah)]
It's been so long... (yeah, aha, aha)
Since he had a true friend (that's right, that's right)
True friends, are sure hard to come by (haha)
And then again, his loyalties, I avenge
Always kept his head to the sky

[Chorus: Tekitha (Ghostface Killah)]
And they can't see... no, no (check it, I want all y'all, remember this 
shit?)
They can't see him walking through the darkness, no, no (uhuh, come on)
No, they can't see him walking through the darkness, no
No, they can't see him walking through the darkness

[Ghostface Killah]
Yo, yo, yo...
The new President of America, flash money, act funny
Party, ride the bubbly
Goons and thugs, double hennessey
One shot to the nose, double energy
I Don Wallabies, fuckin' remeber me
Guess who's back, +The W+ embassy
Even in the dark we electricity
Rap celebraties for the +Longevity+
In Staten and Manhatten I saw liberty
BET, MTV always big on me
Then I rock colleseums, copper drive BM
Drunk, throw his dick out on stage, I gotta see 'im

[Break: Ghostface Killah *singing*]
Petty son, huh, lets get dru-unk, huh
Lets get drunk and high

Chorus

[Tekitha]
Now, in the end, fate had it's place
On his road to become.. become him
They chased and gave haste
But failed to eliminate...