[Intro: Raekwon & (DJ Clue?)]
Yo, man, what?
Yo, y'all niggas is wild
Yo, he on that bullshit again, man
(NEW RAEKWON!)
These niggas don't even feel me, they hands is licensed
These niggas, man, what—
What's the matter with these niggas, man?
Nah, man, I'm puttin' this shit up
Fuck that, man
Y'all niggas want me to be a crook again, man
I know how to do that, man
Don't even play with me like that
(CLUE?!)
[Verse 1: Raekwon]
Yo, we spit rapid fire brown paper bag gat rap
Go whack and flow across the map, floss that
Anythin' ill — endorse that
Electric company money, honey
Gin Rummy, wrap him like a mummy, his style bummy
Puffy Johnson Charles Bronson mix
Fly deuce flicks, new and improved cliques
Wu kicks blood on the barrel of a Desert
Out in the desert, no shade'll live in my square, blow the peasant
Clue? — rent me, Shallah want adapt to collect
Actin' like you iller oe some serial killer, you wack, duke
Shirt off, react like I'm baggin' up, stabbin' up, what!
Collect a brick, pop shit in the Six trunk
[Bridge: Raekwon]
Nah, nah, man.. nah, man, you on that bullshit again
Why you ain't takin' this shit to be somethin' that it really is, man?
This you life, man
Shaolin and Desert Stormin'
This mic, man, he—he actin' stupid on me, man
(What! What! What!)
[Verse 2: Raekwon]
Yo, a-yo, yo, moseyin, thousand dollar uniform you on
Celine Dion chickenheads, yo, straight outta Houst-on
Big ballers, wall-to-wall brawlers die for us
Lie for us, snatch white man money, cry for us
Creepin' through the halls on a keyboard
Friendly blessed, dressed in all-Fendi
Voice box don't offend me
Intimidation make me blow for the station
Rep for one nation, ghetto bust like Revelation
Analyze losin' two wives, livin' two lives
Crew rise, American Cream new guys
Two hundred pies, get rich and play it sweet
Rappin' like mines, you writin' like mines, they lines
Grab my dick, stay in line, we comin' with 9's
Whole lot of carryin' time and teachin' crackers how to shine
Oh, yeah! One thing — recognize
Fuckin' with the young, keep 'em organized
Rest in peace, Donny, my soul cries
[Bridge: Raekwon]
What, I dunn hold it, hold it, hold it, hold it
Natural light up, light up, that's my word
This is this is for Clue right here dunn
[Verse 3: Raekwon]
Observe real though, half seal and I blow
Robert De Niro dough, Gundelero let the steel blow
Here me, yo, wild Trump style
Dunns connect, three hundred ones while
Floatin' like a mackerel, that's foul!
Most craziest, laziest, all I see and blaze this majorness
Mechanic wrecker on a beige disc
Payin' whether level bank rolls, freakin' plain clothes
Lex big six arrange those snotty nose pose
Sark skinned hoes, crazy ill fly jersey exposed
Neck froze, fuck your set, slash vet those
Still Lex knows, watchin' vet Po's posin'
With the most fly livest Gore-Tex that's made in Mexico
Bricks fifteen-five
Yo, Celine Dion ties two-thousand-nine bubble eye shit
[Outro: Raekwon & DJ Clue?]
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