[Intro: Ghostface Killah]

Yeah, that's right

It's not a Hardy Boy mystery neither

This is real shit

This shit come on right after Hart to Hart y'all

No doubt, 7 o'clock Fantasy Island

This episode is "Death to a Brooklyn Man"

This is 'Toney's Angels'

[Verse 1: Ghostface Killah]

Ayo, it was three white bitches who worked for Toney Starks

Undercover agents, far beyond narcs

Amazed by their beauty marks

Wonder Woman bracelets, knee-high boots that was made by Clarks

My dick got hard on how they spoke and shit

Every language was music to the kid, as if

If I was modern day King Midas

Doreen, Sky, and Kelly, Starky's Angels, Shaolin's Finest –

Though it happened in the streets of Brooklyn

Plus, I played the whip real low 'cause my face was woofin'

My Angels jetted out of Albee Square

Gun out, wrapped in their hair

Kinda crowded, so they clapped in the air

Chase a nigga down, block for blocks, squeezin' Glocks

These mami's real anxious to blow off his top

He's a rapist, murderer, convict, burglar

The more they ran, the more they skirts got dirtier

Sendin' shots like Check Day

FedEx Express way

"Boom!" "Bow!" "Bing!" – you heard the gun play

"Who shot that duck out the window?!?" Mr. Lee said

"Three pay now, you fuckin' weed head!"

We can stop the fire, the suspect, he's dead

Then I pulled up, "Come on, girls – to Club Med!"

[Break: MF DOOM]

Stay tuned – 'The Villain Threes Company'

"Don't Sleep: Part 1"

[Verse 2: MF DOOM]

Two brown sisters assisted the Villain DOOM

He woked up, stoked like they was still in the room

Freed his right arm and leg, it was more like a sweep

Loosened his other leg, arm, head and rose to his feet

Staggerin' – except for the socks and mask, naked

Grabbed up the boxers, fussin', pissed and checkin'–

For the keys, a stack, a robbery expected

Yet nothing obvious was missing

Recollectin' now why Hollywood hotties

Stepped in Giuseppe Zanotti

Personal nurses, Chanel purses, CLK shottie

Chased Patrice with Thai iced teas

She drive wild nice to Veggie Fried Rice Spicy

Told the hoes, "I don't feel so well, my belly"

Rolled down Melrose, "Drive me to the 'telly"

"Y'all go 'head and get the L's, and get back, I'll be 'kay"

Feelin' woozy, no uzi, who's he see in the lobby? Rae

"Peace!" Pizza man, "Change for a 100?" stop and look

"Naw! Whoops!" Left a knot in her pocketbook

Elevator slow, "Is I'm that careless?"

Entered the room and fell flat on the terrace

Woke up – "Dag, who bound and gagged 'em?"

Got 'em for two out of three packed bags, Magnum

Each gram of Villain sperm's street-worth a G

The part of Mr. Furley was played by Charlie Murphy

[Outro: Ghostface Killah & (MF DOOM)]

"Fuck Charlie! That's right, y'all

We gon' get back out there on the sand

Kelly – you gon' give me some pussy

(To be continued...)

You know what you gon' do

You too, Doreen! Your little fat ass can't get away neither and shit

Uh huh, that's right, yeah, I'm call the Theodore niggas

TWAT Team all alert and shit

Uh huh, yeah... that's right

Skye, you can't hide, baby – you got the best head, nigga

Word up!

This real 'Angels' shit, y'all my bitches

Toney Bosley in this bitch, nigga, word up

Give me back my boots,... motherfuckers