Artist: Ghostface Killah f/ Raekwon
Album:  Ironman/Sunset Park O.S.T.
Song:   Motherless Child
Typed by: Tha Masta

[sample]
Sometimes I feel, like a Motherless Child...

[Intro: Ghostface Killah (Raekwon)]
(Let's get it on)
The wallabe champ comes back
(Ironman strikes back)
We raid your whole empire
(Tony Starks, Lex Diamonds)
No doubt, we gon' do this new shit

[Raekwon]
Rich man, poor man, read the headlines
Niggas gettin' murdered for spot and bigger dimes
Drops and drug wars, livin' by gun law
Jail cats come home and want to take yours
As a young one, growing up broke
Me and my peoples had to sell coke
I guess we all in the same boat
Thinkin', plus drinkin' that 90 proof
Layin' on the roof sayin', "We need a next man to shoot"

[sample]
Sometimes I feel, like a Motherless Child...

[Ghostface Killah]
Yo..
I know a rich kid, who got hit for 3 bricks
Showin' off his 8-50 plus, what a nice whip
Young blood guzzlin' 40's, hustled in the rain
Old Earth shootin' dope in her veins
He never had it all, the kid loved basketball
Had a favorite song, "I Miss You" written by Aaron Hall
Now back to the original neighborhood criminals
Clockin' dollards, by the hour like it's digital
Styrofoam silencers, he rolled around with them
Wild-ass niggas pealin' caps, known as the IslandersHilander
From Staten, where crazy clips be clappin' 
Slept in expensive dough spreads, threads made of satin
Labeled as a cow, he had crazy beef
Seen him at the place, he pulled out at Due, Hez and Lateef
But he fucked up, he should had kept it real and went for kill
Cuz if he don't these niggaz with black barrels will
But, shit never come down, one day downtown
He dropped a ounce off, money had slept like a nightgown
He rolled up in the alley square, relaxed like he lived in there
2 kids was beamin' him, them niggaz from the movie theater
1 had all Guess on, lookin' like he had a vest on
The other Pelle Pel tucked with a firearm
Movin' slow, baseball hats, crazy down low
Word life God, this bookhead nigga gotta go
Oh shit!, bookhead, just put 5G head on King Tut, B
About the size of little Maurice
We gotta get him baby, yo cousin, count to ten
I'm runnin' in, my first instance is the return and the time is now
Walked in and pulled out, "Remember me
The nigga from the US? and you pooed out
Don't move, don't even flinch, fix him up
Drop the head, don't wanna get blood on the tux
He burped, I shot him, bitch screamed out, "I'm robbin' him"
had to hit him ten more times make sure I got him
Told the owner, "Lay on the floor, shake the comedy"
Randy came out blacked-down with a half a shotti
And laughed, grab the King Tut head and the cash
Then he shot my man in is ass and broke mega-glass
Damn! Had to go out like a blast
I shot my way up, out of the alley fast

[sample repeats]

[Outro: Ghostface Killah]
Oh shit! What the fuck?
Shit was horrible
Word up, you know how we do
KnowI'msayin'?
No doubt, check it out y'all
Nuff respect to my peoples
Bobby Steels on the tracks
Word up, knowI'msayin'?
On and on like that y'all
Micky Mirrors understand the born, Ready Red, Big Born
Yea, no doubt, Now Born
Yea, niggas know the half
Verri'ano, niggas know, word up
Killa Kaze, niggas on the Island
Riker's Island
Word up, one love to niggas upstate
Yea check it out yo
Know Lex Diamonds, my right hand man yo
Check it out..

	[sampled singer]
	I can't, I can't..
        I never will {x3}