Molasses

[Intro: Raekwon]

Yo, legend, man, what's the prognosis, great minded?

Ain't nothin', just swimmin' in life you know

It's all good and shit man, word up, man

So yo, you go around the corner

You got nourishment over there, waiting for you, man

The other dude, youknowhatimsayin'

Tell U Bar Allah, I said, what's good

Who was up in the spot last night

[Verse 1: Raekwon]

Word to the gold Panameras and to the wood grain in my Lambo

I go the extra mile, my flow scaffolds

Crew cuts, the older niggas, the same rumors

Just the same goons when niggas catch visions for killing capos

Palestinian armor, golden rocket launcher, my aunt

She copped it for me, bought it in Rwanda

See demon schemin', niggas get live in the Beacon

I'm sure to shank shit up like Morgan Freeman

Pussy-getting rapper, rich nigga, one-on-one rents niggas

And incidents, my fingerprints been tore-up

We sell love slingin' like Siemens, the snortable Beemers

They love callin' niggas names out, you screamin'

Feds try to trap us and plus tap us, niggas'll grab us

Throw you in the rassle, yo, clap ups

Catch me at the Stephen King mansion

With four of my Branson niggas, with me, me and Britney, a dancer

Know your shit authentic by the way your hat fit on you, with it

I'm like the Blair Witch nigga in the rented

Curtains in the 5-7, chunky and short

Baggin' dope up in the backseat, your package's walk

Holdin' my girl wedding ring, she Medellin

Name is Beretta King, live in Alpharetta and she never leave me

Flow freely, this is all graffiti

The cloth I'm cut from is straight from a rich nigga, gini

[Chorus: Raekwon]

Yo, Scarface gangstas, criminal niggas up in the trenches

Army coats on, playing the benches

Getting paper, sly, that's the motto

Intelligent goons inside a hundred thousand dollar whip, follow

Scarface gangstas, criminal niggas up in the trenches

Army coats on, playing the benches

Getting paper, sly, that's the motto (It's the Vacheron Don!)

Intelligent goons inside a hundred thousand dollar whip, follow

(Su Wu-Tang!)

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]

Still gritty, leave the pretty to the females

The watch mother pearl with the seashells

Pick of the litter, have this nigga picking paper up

Twitter thug, I'm the timeline strangler

Get 'em up, banging dangerous as angel dust

Cuban Linx, smokin' stink in the Brink’s trunk

I run with killas who snort powder, extort cowards

Ankle monitors under garments, so fuck showers

I give a fuck what you talking 'bout

Mob meetings, we them only niggas walking out

Sparkin' purple once a nigga done spaghetti slurpin'

Fly away in my new, Scaglietti surfin'

[Chorus: Raekwon]

Yo, Scarface gangstas, criminal niggas up in the trenches

Army coats on, playing the benches

Getting paper, sly, that's the motto

Intelligent goons inside a hundred thousand dollar whip, follow

Scarface gangstas, criminal niggas up in the trenches

Army coats on, playing the benches

Getting paper, sly, that's the motto

Intelligent goons inside a hundred thousand dollar whip, follow

[Verse 3: Ghostface Killah]

Yo, we in the back roasting marshmallows, bottles of Krug

The dialogue is the big chain niggas is rude

Law library scholars, potatoes over the thirty-eights

With bald-heads, all live wires

Eleven homes, six trust funds

Came home from doing a dime, we just left Un's, straight up

And we standing over the stoves, in denim Gibaurds

Brought a Dairy Queen to Queens right next to Lowes

IMAX Theatres, Astoria Waldorf

Philip Drummond suite, pretty young thing suckin' my balls off

Bubble baths, hash, zooted up, eyes closed

Silk drawers, fronting in my key-lime pie Wallo's

And I still got a half a ki indeed

Frank Lucas shit, hid it in coffins, flying overseas

And if you ever try to ruin my knight

I'ma make sure my best pawn put like three in your kite

Shot caller, laying in big lofts

Rock of Gibraltar, my pinky joint, killing like Orca

Daytime hawker, a nasty street author

Me, Rae and Rick, uzi'd out in the portraits

Case we gotta Warner bro, like Malcolm-Jamal

I'ma Falcon, Seven Mike Vick with the ball

'Cause I can hut-one, hut-two, disrespect, I hunt you down

Ain't a motherfuckin' crew we can't run through

[Chorus: Raekwon]

Yo, Scarface gangstas, criminal niggas up in the trenches

Army coats on, playing the benches

Getting paper, sly, that's the motto

Intelligent goons inside a hundred thousand dollar whip, follow

Scarface gangstas, criminal niggas up in the trenches

Army coats on, playing the benches

Getting paper, sly, that's the motto

Intelligent goons inside a hundred thousand dollar whip, follow

[Outro: Raekwon]

Army shit, nigga

Camouflage, gorilla shit, nigga

You know what it is, man

Yo, Lex, talk, yeah

Where ya man at

Let's go

Stay together, my nigga