Now you've seen this before don't   Don't tell me what's been happening   Okay, just let me sit here, enjoy   Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm back   Aw yeah, I'm back   I'm back, and I'm about to murder cats   Aw yeah, I'm back I'm back   Yeah, yeah, I'm back   I'm back, and I'm about to murder cats      If you see a 745 and a body that's wide   Take a peak and make sure ain't nobody inside   Fuckin' with the Bee you might not make it alive   'Cause it's murdah, ain't talkin' Irv and Ja      Y'all sleep on baby girl, I seldom frown   Spit the shank out my mouth and bust you down   Biggie left me the torch, so I'm holdin' it now   And you sick 'cause I'm a bitch and I'm holdin' it down      If Styles say get you, without no doubt   I'm a set you real good then I'm airin' you out   Rep your coast, we got the crack, one hit you overdosed   That shadow that you see, that's my motherfucker Ghost   (Whattup nigga?)      S.P., Lil' Kim, we in it to win it   Do a bid for my crimey, that's my co-defendant   And you snitch niggaz tryin' to get a nigga locked up   Come through in the ice and truck and tear your whole block up      Fuck that, bitches don't deserve to rap, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah   And I'm about to murder cats, aw yeah   And I'm about to murder cats, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah   (She Bonnie, I'm Clyde)   (I kill your mom and watch you stand there traumitized)      Fuck that, bitches don't deserve to rap, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah   And I'm about to murder cats, aw yeah   And I'm about to murder cats, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah   It's the Ghost and the Queen, motherfucker get in touch with us      You know the Ghost'll steal your soul from you   Lil' Kim'll pull the four and leave a motherfuckin' hole in you   I need an antidote, to take away the pain   I gotta smoke weed or crack a nigga canteloupe      I used to dream of this, I used to but now I got   the money and the house and the shit seem meaningless   What's it all worth? If the grind don't ever stop, huh   Then my mind won't ever stop, nine won't ever stop, uh-uh      They say you too violent, fuck you I say you too silent   You scared to represent, I'ma make the news column   This is Holiday and Lil' Kim, yes it is   Bust your gun, sell your crack, puff your weed, drink a lil' gin      Go ahead, watch the drama ride, watch it she Bonnie, I'm Clyde   I kill your mom and watch you stand there traumitized   You can't fuck with us, sho' can't you think you could?   It's the Ghost and the Queen, motherfucker get in touch with us      Fuck that, bitches don't deserve to rap, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah   And I'm about to murder cats, aw yeah   And I'm about to murder cats, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah   (She Bonnie, I'm Clyde)   (I kill your mom and watch you stand there traumitized)      Fuck that, bitches don't deserve to rap, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah   And I'm about to murder cats, aw yeah   And I'm about to murder cats, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah   It's the Ghost and the Queen, motherfucker get in touch with us      It's the Ghost and the Queen   I'ma shoot at most of your team   And I'm leavin' with most of your cream   Nigga knock off the riffin' shit, understand that   I'ma kill a made nigga and I'ma kill the witnesses      Y.O. nigga, crooklyn bitch   Nigga bust off your hammer and cook them bricks   If you really had dough like you said you did   We woulda run up in your crib and been took that shit      If I want a nigga dead then I'm doin' the shit   And your girl right behind you with the oo and the fifth   It's the Queen and the Ghost, who shit this tight?   Yeah, Frank is the King, so call me Ms. White      And I ask niggaz who wan' dance   And I got his back like that bitch from, "True Romance"   S.P. the Mack Milli' Q.B. the Tech   Got the, money and the power, now where's the, respect?      Fuck that, bitches don't deserve to rap, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah   And I'm about to murder cats, aw yeah   And I'm about to murder cats, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah   (She Bonnie, I'm Clyde)   (I kill your mom and watch you stand there traumitized)      Fuck that, bitches don't deserve to rap, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah   And I'm about to murder cats, aw yeah   And I'm about to murder cats, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah   It's the Ghost and the Queen, motherfucker get in touch with us   It's the Ghost and the Queen, motherfucker get in touch with us