Raekwon
Only Built 4 Cuban Linx...
Knuckleheadz
[Raekwon (Ghostface Killah)]
One for you, one for me
Two for you, one, two for me
Three for you, one...
(What? I'll smack the fuck-
Smack fire out your fuckin ass man what the fuck you think this is man?
Get the fuck up outta here man)
Chill, chill, so yo matter of fact, the man is back
(Think my head is made out of a fuckin fire)
Shit aight, this ain't even enough burner right here, this ain't enough
(Fuck it yo)
We gonna shoot right over there
And yo them niggaz got the big CREAM over there so just chill
So let's do this the fuck up, roll up like tropical kid
(Don't play me like I got a flowerpot head kid, just chill man)
On the real let's go get this money fast son
I know how we gotta do this kid
*bap*bap*bap*
(Scrungy head motherfucker)
[Raekwon]
Lay on the crime scene, sippin fine wines pullin nines on
UFO's takin they fly clothes they eyes closed
We gettin loot
No doubt, check the word of mouth
Unheard about
Guns go off and now a murder bout
I'm out
My raps play the part like a Get Smart secret agent
In a maze and, styles blazin
Johnny Blaze and Tony Starks in a daze and rhymin
My nigga Lou Diamond will wrap it up
We like Meth to go and fuck with Noodles
Havin them poodles on the lockdown buyin me
Amarettas, and chewables, stackin pharmeceutical
Rap niggaz on dust and wools
Yo, I told you, some kill rob and fold
The gold's untold, fuck it it beats parole
So stroll marvelous, soul controller of the whole globe
God damn I got it sewn and yo
What up pop, pop the suitcase high
And we can talk, you can walk out the fuckin building and get caught
Save the fully inflatable
Rap relatable, drug relatable
Niggaz here to play with you
A hundred dollar Rottweiler goes to spot sellers
Guns and glocks go to niggaz who got props
On top, jail niggaz get mad bigger
And yo, mail a guy about a hundred pictures
Word to momma this rap wonderama team got drama
Comma, plus smoke realize marijuana
Chef may resign the boats across the Verrazana
Immaculate bust off my guns so accurate
They get CREAM in the cuisine in Queens
I told you, money stated with the night beams and two rings
Crazy fat, gettin ready to do this shit
(Sniff mad shit man, what the fuck)
[Ghostface Killah]
Who's the knucklehead, wantin respect?
Chop his fingers in the drug game, money well known
Lead singer, humdinger, flash is the aftermath
Here's his photograph
Run up in his lab, take off the mask Chaz and think fast
Don't laugh, bag the cash, grab the hash
Don't forget his stash
Grab the tear gas, and place it in his face fast
The full blast...
Then skate to the next gate, further upstate
I heard they got crazy weight bagged up by the cakes
In crates like disco breaks yo look out for Jakes
Give it all it takes
Let's burn the place before we motivate
Yo Blake, niggaz don't fink, rape his mate
If the bitch scream, for God's sake grab the grey tape
It's by the plate, with the blow crushed up with the flakes
Killer snakes, four bodies found floatin in lakes
Drug related, paper talkin bout the kids who didn't make it
Hits without a trace, never seen the bricks Rae and Ghostface
Congratulations Chef, let's celebrate and sip an eighth
[U-God]
The rap scar is on rap chromosome poke on put it on seal it on
We're silicone, spark it on your talkathon
This rap phenomenon, to word is bond to the arms
Hit me on the hip and horns, rap chaperone
Scars tone, bar clones, war tones, raw tones
Blowin out the door bones but
Your rap's fraudulent, float in these rap quarter inches
Reinforced with suspense, be on your rap sword defense
These microphone professional, sensational fully operational
I got NIGGAZ here to play with you
You know the steez you know my whole program
Brothers from the no-lands
All we want is the G's, guns and grams
Livin fat like the Hoffa Mafia, sippin eatin pastas
Layin in the house tellin the seeds about the sagas
Before we got dramatic and thoughts got sporadic
We grabbed golden tablets and quick guarded the Abbots
Slugs hit the belly put tones into the belly
Sucker tried to knock me out the box like skelly
I smoke the weed dreams I drop top two degrees
Honeydips spendin G's on nails and hair weave
The crime boss, takin no loss, excessive force
We can play the A Train, back of the iron horse
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