เนื้อเพลง Odd Couple - Ghostface Killah

[Intro: Cappadonna]
Yo yo word up!
Look who's back in the joint
It's The Odd Couple in the spot
Ghostface and C-Don, for real!

[Chorus 1: Cappadonna]
It's like that y'all
N*ggas'll crack y'all, attack y'all
W.T.C. kid, we back y'all!

[Cappadonna (Ghostface Killah)]
Yea, for real, for real
(Eh yo, chop this n*ggas man
It's time for me to splash 'em)
STEP OFF!

[Ghostface Killah]
Eh yo we million dollars Sinatra's, jewellery truck
Vest did it up, chop shop it
Walked out in Babe Ruth, ex-song, hammer-throw heads
Brought by Je-sus with the grey goose
Famous for The Book of Greed, long nose
King Bentley, 9th Prince will decease, made of Ginseng
Seen it? It's real, liver than chase Manhatten
Word on Staten I was clappin with the Captain
My style is gangsta, bulletproof Guess shorts
I'll f*ck you up and come through in a horse
We like Shaft outta Africa, graham cracker wild
Beneath this side, four or five gold teeth
On my neck be the Brolic sh*t, hurricane CREAM
Guerilla sh*t, flashin the ill data things
Excalate, sure raids, chez with the straps on
John jumper, Eleanor Poker with the Mac
Me and C. Goines, bible material
Words collide, we might pop up in your cereal
Rock you twice, rock your wife
Best known for drives on bikes
Tell your man to stop sendin me kites
We Tigers Woods in the 'hood
The Odd Couple up to no good
Y'all handsome and plus whisper made son

[Chorus 2: Ghostface Killah]
It's like that y'all
N*ggas'll crack y'all, attack y'all
W.T.C. kid, we back y'all!
It's like yo the belt is our's, b*tch-ass mothaf*ckas!
It's like that y'all
N*ggas'll crack y'all, attack y'all
W.T.C. son, we back y'all!

[Interlude: Cappadonna]
It's The Odd Couple!
Ghostface and C-Don, for real!

[Cappadonna]
I melt 4-30, hands clustered
I walk around dusted, Big Don with the gold plate
Pop the cork, b*ttersoft lights, pop guns at the pork
New York, catch you on the elevator
Catch you for your watch and your Alligators
Blast first, funny style n*ggas, manipulators, F*CK OFF!
It's The Odd Couple, see you in the Range, bullets start the exchange
Supreme Clients, y'all n*ggas can't see us
Spit track like an 8-ball, ready to brawl
All for one, all for Pillage, run y'all across stage
Come in your state, bust down your gate
Throw spit like a tre'-8, Ghostface
Live on the crack tour with Bigga C-Don
Crack your jaw when it's on
Crack you in the face with a bottle of Dom Perignon
F*ck Antoine, f*ck my Bentley homes
My wife start fillin pits with hoes
Front pole, snatch 'phones out your earlobe

[Chorus 2]

[Chorus 3: Ghostface Killah - to fade, overlapping outro]
It's like that y'all
N*ggas'll crack y'all, attack y'all
W.T.C. kid, we back y'all!
It's like that y'all
N*ggas'll crack y'all, attack y'all
W.T.C. son, we back y'all!

[Outro: Ghostface Killah (Cappadonna)]
Y'all mothaf*ckas don't know how to act when y'all hold somethin, huh?
It's time to give that sh*t up now n*gga, for real
The Blair Witch is back yo
(Straight up! The Don of all Dons, word up, for real n*gga!)
Y'all little b*tch n*ggas
When y'all see me none of y'all n*ggas better say peace
For real!
Y'all n*ggas don't be holdin this sh*t
Y'all frontin
We let it slide for a couple of years and sh*t
Yeah, for real, it's like..
Y'all mothaf*ckas know boy