Artist: Ghostface Killah f/ Lord Superb
Album:  n/a
Song:   Good Times (Pt. II)
Typed by: Cno Evil, Knowledge God, Tha Masta

[Intro: Ghostface Killah]
Allah himself
Man, woman, child
The book of life
Starks Enterprise! Aiyo, aiyo!

[Ghostface Killah]
Take out the rap kingpin, the black Jesus
I know a few niggas sniff coke and caught seizures
Peace to half moon Caesars, and all the bitches in the bleachers
High weather stakes on the beaches
Jewelry shoppin' out of the country, deluxe luxury
People sayin' didn't our chains look truckly
But what about the Wonder Woman bracelet?
2 or point 3, diamond cuttin' grave rubies, kid, I laced it
I beat Vegas, boo Segas, I can just shop for sayin' this
West Nile shit, cause me to spray this
Staten Island's Gandhi, Ghost, the rap wino
These avenger's words, I'll make a child's mind blow

[Lord Superb]
Come and eat grits, welfare cheese
Roast cribs, with, check date the first of the fifth
What Ghost?

[Ghostface Killah] (Lord Superb)]
Fuck y'all niggas an' fuck y'all bitches an'
Fuck the pictures y'all takin, fuck the whip you in
Starsky bring home the dough now the show is over 
(It's over) It's over? (It's over) It's over?

[Lord Superb]
Timberland crash, meltin jewels, captain dramas
Tai hold, fly clothes and Faragano
5 plus 5 O's, one plus 9 O's
Save our self, reach our goals

[Ghostface Killah]
What if the BIBLE wasn't good?
And good was bad, as bad as it should
It matters, feed em proper food 
The wonders that Allah will do
Maybe he'll discover you
Look 'em like a couple of jewels
Thinkin traumas old, that plus the God ain't loved the way I move
People see me, G. Deini
He beeny on the cell, seen me?
You need me, you read me
Captain over, get that weed to me
The champion, the vigilante
Ask me what the surface could be
In me like Marcus Camby
Hear me, I fuck with family
Don, face the magic man at the Soul Circus
Whealin' in elephants, I can't fall!
So off, Ghost, your last album was so sincere
You had crack heads skits, whoadi, you went there

[Lord Superb]
Bentleys with sharp shoes
Similac, Huggies, big Shizam jewels

[Ghostface Killah]
Peace party people, what's up? How y'all feelin'?
Face the God, now it's time to start knealin'
Y'all cats be killin' me, frail like y'all buyin'
Bottles, U-gly ass sweater on, you be lyin'?

[Lord Superb]
A big mansion, real product of the strip scampy
Sailboat, big yacht, and beige Hummer
Summer home, big stones and cologne
Remember heroes? I guess them corner days is gone
Mommy got a house, Daddy got a house
Granny got a house, we moved out
That's right, we moved out
Now that's what I'm talkin about

[Ghostface Killah]
Ghost Deini, I'm a risk to rap
Step in the game like, "This is rap?"
I thought this shit was this and that
His game ain't jack, I'm about to go plat
This verse right here, I'm wreck this shit
As for the album, I'mma perfect this shit
In a class by myself, I ain't next to shit
Had to get out the hood, them projects ain't shit
Want an 8-series Benz, cuz Lex ain't shit
And my one chain truck jewelry, ya'll necks ain't shit
We could, spit it for mills or spit it for deals
When it's over, we gon' see who spit it for real
I battle you for your bitch or battle for your moms
I kill you with a rhyme I wrote with no arms
If L.L.'s the G.O.A.T., Greatest of All Times
I'm the G.O.A.S., Greatest on All Sides
East side, West side, North side, South side
I spit murder so much, my muthafuckin' mouth died

[Outro: Ghostface Killah]
yeah, yeah, Good Times, Good Times
And mad sunshine
Yo yo this is the Theodore Unit
Straight up, word
Banky B. Nino, and Esther Roads
Yo we love you big time, it's Good Times
For real, uh-huh, drop a bomb to this shit
Bless, word up, aiyo Lex Diamond, word up
We here boy, we out