(feat. Cormega, Sean Price) [Intro: Raekwon]
Chef... let's do it... [Raekwon]
Criminal kingpins, gangstas and cheap friends
Actors, vixens, ******s put your kicks in
Blood money when we hawking, ackward gun that go around curves
Bullets braze ******s with coffin, yo
Watch how to rhyme with hammers,
I got two mens
That don't speak
English, shooting game's bananas
Down in Spain, my bangles, clusty, checking my swings
Trillians on, yo, cuffing my jeans
Broad day, yo, body another, my microphone is like
Blow 'caine, one, pull the trees, you love us, yo
So killers be cool, pimps, read rules
When a grown man is rapping, it's
Ill Street
Blues Striving, ******, with one side
Don't go against totally rent ******t, ******, baby gonna die
Yeah, bank robbers armored up, gear like the boys in
Heat DeNiro told one soul to keep quiet [Interlude: Cormega]
Aiyo, word to mother
Ya'll ******s better bring ya selfs son, word [Cormega]
When Pun was packing a mack in back of the
Acura I was dealing in them buildings, it wasn't no cameras
The witness savages, snitching was hazardous, now it isin't
******t is embarrasing, ****** a flow, this is a lyrical aquaduct
Sink or swim for what
I'm hearing you bagging up
Lyte like the
MC, I'm 'paper thin', you tripping
I'm taking trips, your eyes don't lie, take a glimpse
Into my life, you see me blazing clips, with the green to make it rich
With a team that'll scrape the
Knicks, and a v that's crazy quick
I came to wear my
Yankee fitted, represent for greatness
It's lyrical elevation, causing mental stimulation
If I'm getting too deep,
I give you a minute to take in
My jewels radiant, like a view of the
Caymans And thinking you seeing me, who you playing with?
Cor, Mega, raw forever
Fell back, pause, fell off?
Never [Interlude: Sean Price]
P! Shaolin, what up? [Sean Price]
Aiyo, listen giraffe neck ******s,
I blast techs
Alejandro, came through with the
Mexican Aztecs
Rap smack ******s on a whole different aspect
Homey, owe me dough, that's how we ****** up his last check
Three train
Saratoga, train stop, ****** been
Metro part with the plan, make major figures
Foul flagrant, two shots, give me the ball back
You got shot, get off my ball sack
You not hot, give me a call back, ******s is all wack
Super doopa stupid, get drugs and
I fall back
P, ain't a problem that the
God can't handle
I set it off
First Blood,
Sean John
Rambo Whoooo, as you can see,
I'm focused
Boot Camp for life, ****** the
G.I. Joe ******t
Boot Camp is an
Army, better yet a
Navy Marine
Air Force
Ones, ******, the ******t's crazy, don't play me