Motherless Child

[Intro]

Sometimes I feel like a motherless child

Yo, yo, guzzlin' forties (Let's get it on, fella), no doubt

The Wallabee champ comes back

Iron Man strikes back (Lou Diamonds, Tony Starks)

Raid your whole empire, no doubt

[Verse 1: Raekwon the Chef]

Rich man, poor man, read the headlines

Niggas gettin' murdered for spots and bigger dimes

Droughts and drug wars, living by gun law

Jail cats come home and want to take yours

As a young one, growin' up broke, me and my peoples

Had to sell coke, I guess we all in the same boat

Thinkin', plus drinkin' that ninety-proof

Layin' on the roof sayin', "We need a next man to shoot"

[Chorus: Ghostface Killah]

Sometimes I feel like a motherless child (Yo)

[Verse 2: Ghostface Killah]

I know a rich kid who got hit for three bricks

Showin' off his 850 plush, what a nice whip

Young blood guzzlin' forties, hustled in the rain

Old Earth, shootin' dope in her veins

He never had it all, the kid loved basketball

Had a favorite song, "I Miss You", written by Aaron Hall

Now back to the original neighborhood criminals

Clockin' dollars by the hour like his digital

Styrofoam silencers, he rolled around with the

Wildin'-est niggas peelin' caps, known as the Islanders

From Staten, where crazy clips be clappin'

Slept in expensive gold spreads, threads made of satin

Labeled as the cow, he had crazy beef

Seen him at the flicks, he pulled out on Duke, Hez and Latief

But he fucked up, he shoulda kept it real and went for kill

'Cause if he don't, these niggas with black barrels will

But shit never calmed down, one day downtown

He dropped an ounce off, money had slept like a nightgown

He rolled up in the Albee Square, relaxed like he lived in there

Two kids was beamin' him, them niggas from the movie theatre

One had all Guess on, lookin' like he had a vest on

The other Pelle Pelle tucked with a firearm

Movin' slow, baseball hats crazy down low

Word life, God, this bookhead nigga gotta go

Oh, shit, bookhead just bought a five G head

A King Tut piece, about the size of Little Maurice

We got to get him baby, yo, cousin, count to ten

I'm runnin' in, my first instincts is they're returnin'

The time is now, walked in and pulled out

Remember me, the nigga from the UA and you pulled out?

Don't move, don't even flinch, fix 'em up

Drop the head, don't want to get blood on the Tut

He burped, I shot him, bitch screamed out, I'm robbin' him

Had to hit him ten more times, make sure I got him

Told the owner lay on the floor, shake the comedy

Granny came out blacked down with a half a shotty

I laughed, grab the King Tut head and the cash

Granny shot my man in his ass and broke mega glass

Damn, had to go out with a blast

I shot my way up out of the Albee, fast

[Chorus: Ghostface Killah]

Sometimes I feel like a motherless child (Oh shit, what the fuck? Shit was horrible)

Sometimes I feel like a motherless child

[Outro: Ghostface Killah]

Word up, you know how we do

Know what I'm sayin'? No doubt, check it out, y'all

'Nuff respect to my peoples

Bobby Steels on the tracks

Word up, you know what I'm sayin'?

On and on like that, y'all

Mickie Mirrors, understand the born, Reddy Red

Big Von, yeah, no doubt, now Von, yeah

Niggas know the half y'all

Veriano, niggas know

Killer Cage, y'all, word up, you know the half

Niggas on the Island, Rikers Island

Word up, one love niggas upstate

Yeah, check it out, y'all

Niggas know Lex Diamonds my right hand man, yo

Check it out