Luyện nghe bài hát Can It Be All So Simple (Remix) - Raekwon

[Intro: Raekwon, Killah]

So that's it kid, youknowhatI'msayin? Right here, out
Yo yo hold up let me talk to cat
Yo kid, Starks, whattup?
Ay ay, whassup? Whassup
Ay yo yo yo kid, ay yo yo
I just seen kid over there over there, right over there
you're, while you're filmin that shit
I he ain't down with your team

Don't know, some sk-skinny lookin, big-head nigga,
That nigga ain't fuckin with heads
YO SON, I just seen five fiends a nigga Son
Fuck, we gotta, we go
C'mon fuckit, let's go over there, I'ma show this right
up wait up wait up, jiggy comin
Three deep

Think niggaz know what the fuck's goin on
Come on, on, right over here
on
There they go, there
That's them right kid
That
up
Aiyyo
You're right him
the fuck is you doin man huh? Huh?
[The you talkin to?]
to you man!
Talkin to you
[You talkin to me]
the fuck you talkin about?
Yo, your hand man, what the fuck is that in your hand man?
Huh?]
*fight
*smack* What the fuck, the fuck I
c'mere! C'mere!
Motherfu...

Yeah my shit, my shit
Get up
Yo grab that nigga, him
fires*
Yo shit! *gun fires* Move Son! Move! fires repeatedly* Move move!
Go ahead! Get him! Ohh shit!
Ohh shit, ohh shit, yo
Yo man, yo Son I'm hit
Man Son, I'm hit
Yo
Son I'm hit
Damn Son, you Son, bad Son
Aiyyo grab this grab this take take this
Take this take this, I'ma go over to God's house 'fore the cops
throw this shit away man
Go ahead Son, go ahead Son, just go
Man fuck that, man Son
Yo Son
Get the fuck outta man
Son
Go man, I'm dying go ahead
Hold shit Son
Yo, go go ahead, nigga try to assassinate me man...

Raekwon the Chef]
It's the Son
Can it be, act you know
it

[Verse Ghostface Killer]
Yo, check happened out of state
I'm off a half-a-cake Cash Rule, flying at a fast rate
I smoke the black dust kept my clutched, I'm fallin in lust
Spore plush I played my hand like a royal
jeans, Wallabee Clarks, pretty woman
I put it in him, shot up in him, venom
I hung around the big bosses
Illegal force thoughts, showing love to all my sources
Spades tried to bag me, like Cagney, and
Chef had that Stacey slippin in Macy's
I dose off, catch a flashback on how I got
and got like Papsy in a mob flick I got hit
Stumblin my neck to the God's rest
Opened flesh blood colored my Guess
Emergency trauma, black headed for surgery
Can it be an out of state nigga tried to me?
I stayed in Job Corp, but now I'm a outlaw
Ray Cartegna, a fo'-fo' nigga

{Can it be that it was all so then?}
Dedicated to the and Earths
Dedicated to babies who came first
Dedicated to Up and down state
Dedicated to niggaz who sell weights
Dedicated to projects black kids
Dedicated to man who pyramids

Word up! the fuck yo?
We taking you on chamber
Word up son, you how we be on it
Yeah real
Show crabs how to rhyme man
I think time to bless them, word up

First
Yo yo

Two: Raekwon]
It started off on the Island, AK Shaolin niggaz
Old folks stop the violence!
True layin up yo, these crack niggaz
nuff crap games for what see?
Back in days, crime in mad ways
Sportin Tommy Hil with caves 360
And no for loose ends, now flex 300 Benz
Mad with mad diamonds
Now that's the life of the life, sometimes niggaz act trife
I paid the price throughout my life
Remember I got blasted, now that's in the kid
God forbid I lay in the
But now I'm all about G-notes, no time for weed, mixed coke
I my mouth out with soap
And I got my act together, 'Lo and better
and fat leather, so whatever, it on

{Can it be that it was all so simple

Yeah, for
material stacked up
Peace to mazes, for
on life
Gold, word up
Crazy fly, dedication, to my
Word up, peace to all my brothers I ain't gonna see no more
Peace to on the Island, up North
up
Straight up, I love you boy, on like that
up, word up
Peace to man and child
up
I got you covered baby, I'm for you
Project, it
Projects one love
Keep your head clear, we out of
We in silence
Bad boys, creating, the muderous stacks for your
Baldheads, braids,
Yo
Fly
the remix y'all
For real, the side
The RZA, it
Razor blade
to the Clan
No other can compare boy
UP
Bring it, battle, beats all types of
For real