[Intro: Ghostface Killah] 
Fuck the whole industry!!!! 
You tried to get rid of me!!! Y'all must be kiddin me!! 
Y'all must be kiddin me!!! Aiyyo fuck the whole industry!!! 
Come on!!! Staten Island! Come on! Hold me down!!! 
 
[Verse 1: Ghostface Killah] 
Monster cut truck balley shit 
Champagne spillin while we hittin every bump that my Denali hit 
Outfit is four thousand and better 
The rhinestones in my flintstones look crazy in my sweater 
Pah, it's not a big fairy tale that's my M.O. 
Fuck bitches on the reg' with no problemo 
Iceberg, rabbits, and the fox and more 
Where I coped two more, brought four for RZA 
Bad Boy thank you for this special delivery 
Catch me by the pool in my Tony Starks slippers 
Wonder Woman armed, Ghost is intelligent 
Made 30 offa Def Jam I was killin 'em 
Did cash on One-Sixteen I was feelin 'em 
Them days kept a crisp cold dollar bill on 'em 
I lived it out -- special delivery 
I spit it out -- special delivery 
I sniffed it out -- special delivery 
 
[Chorus: P. Diddy] 
(I want that) Special delivery!!! 
(I need that) This is the remix, special delivery!!! 
(Can I have that?) Come on, special delivery!!! 
(Well give it to me) Bad Boy baby!!, special delivery!!! 
(I want that) We won't stop!!!, special delivery!!! 
(I need that) Yeah! G. Dep! Child of the Ghetto!!! 
(Can I have that?) As we proceed! AHHH!! 
(Well give it to me) 
 
[Verse 2: G. Dep] 
Aiyyo! Aiyyo! 
Signed, sealed, delivered in just the nick of time 
Rare, I'm a give it to 'em my design is rhyme in the ghettoist form 
Show power the child of the ghetto is born 
Uh, feet first, preach give a speech I kick ya each verse 
Groove let the shit just spit now it's dirt 
Death pressin ya and ya like a hustler on the first ya need work 
Stand by the grand high exhaulted 
At your door with a portrait of the raw shit 
Picture that while I spit anthrax 
On your cd, tape, and wax so stand back 
You don't really wanna jump the gun 
In the airless flow with punctured lungs 
Go 'head and stand there and bump ya gums 
If ya wan't the problem we can hurry up and come bury ya 
I'ma play the courier 
 
[Chorus: P. Diddy] 
special delivery!!! 
(I want that) Yeah come on, special delivery!!! 
(I need that) This is the remix, special delivery!!! 
(Can I have that?) Ha-ha ha-ha, special delivery!!! 
(Well give it to me) Come on come on!!! Special delivery!!! 
(I want that) Yeah yeah!!! Special delivery!!! 
(I need that) What what!!! Special delivery!!! 
(Can I have that?) Ladies and gentlemen, Keith Murray, ahh!! 
(Well give it to me) 
 
[Verse 3: Keith Murray] 
Yo! This for my niggaz dem special delivery 
Bang ya head off to this, fuckin up your memory 
I'll shake your cradle and rock your boat 
Buck 50 your face and then butter your throat 
It don't matter where you been or where you at 
I'm here now and I'm bangin, kid you softer than the Queen of England 
Phraseologist natural philosopher wordsmith 
Authentical metaphorical lyricist 
Sharp descriptive writer, kill a biter 
Panty raider, party exciter 
Yo Murray what the deal - how ya feel? 
Yeah I'm gutter what I utter got you timid hesitatin like a stutter 
Oxymoron, don't be dumb 
I school niggaz like the United Negro College Fund 
I see you plottin schemin tryin to snake 
And when you do I'm a give it to you special delivery 
 
[Chorus: P. Diddy] 
(I want that) Special delivery!!! 
(I need that) This is the remix!!! Special delivery!!! 
(Can I have that?) Get wit me now come on special delivery!!!! 
(Well give it to me) Bad Boy baby!!! Special delivery!!! 
 
Ay yo hold up a second......this is the remix 
so let's bring back my man, Craig Mack 
 
[Verse 4: Craig Mack] 
Aiyyo you must wanna be in the Guinness Book of World Records 
as the dumbest motherfucker alive 
Figure you gon' survive 
You couldn't move through my terrain, even in 4-wheel drive 
And I'm your highness, finest 
You hungry? Try this, buy this, livest 
Uh huh, I take my rap style real serious 
What you think it ain't...that serious? 
I bang clubs and streets it's gettin hot 
See Mack won't stop until Mack's on top 
Young black america my CD drop 
in two thousand and two, to change hip-hop 
Most folks shake ya bones 
I'm talkin cyclones and "Terrordomes" like Mel Gib-son's 
My heat will cook you bwoyy, whooped you bwoyy! 
Mack came an shook you bwoyy, somma'bitches 
 
[P. Diddy] 
Somma'bitches!!! 
 
[Chorus & Outro: P. Diddy] 
(I want that) Take that!!! Come on!!! Special delivery!!! 
(I need that) Special delivery!!! 
(Can I have that?) This is the remix!!!! Special delivery!!! 
(Well give it to me) G. Dep!!!! Special delivery!!! 
(I want that) Come on now!!! Special delivery!!! 
(I need that) Child of the ghetto!!! Special delivery!!! 
(Can I have that?) 1-1-5, Harlem's Finest!!! Special delivery!!! 
(Well give it to me) Yeah, special delivery!!! 
(I want that) Alumni baby! Special delivery! 
(I need that) B-R, special delivery! 
(Can I have that?) Ghostface, special delivery, Keith Murray! 
(Well give it to me) Craig Mack, special delivery! 
(I want that) I'm that boy they call Diddy, Bad Boy baby 
(I need that) Yeah! Special delivery! 
(Can I have that?) Special delivery 
(Well give it to me) Special delivery... 
 
 
[Thanks to  latina_gurl420@yahoo.com  for these lyrics]