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

[Intro: Raekwon, Ghostface

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

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

Think don't know what the fuck's goin on
Come on, come on, right over
on
There they go, there
That's them right kid
cat?
up
Aiyyo
right behind him
What the fuck is you man huh? Huh?
[The fuck you talkin
to you man!
Talkin to you
[You talkin to me]
What the you talkin about?
Yo, open your hand man, the fuck is that in your hand man?
Huh?]
*fight
*smack* What the fuck, the I say?
c'mere! C'mere!
Motherfu...

Yeah my shit, my shit
Get up
Yo grab nigga, grab 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
grab this grab this take this take this
Take this take this, go over to God's house 'fore the cops come
I'ma throw this away man
Go ahead Son, go ahead Son, just go
Man that, man seventeen Son
Yo Son
Get the outta here man
Son
Go man, I'm dying go ahead
Hold shit Son
Yo, go ahead go ahead, try to assassinate me man...

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

[Verse One: Ghostface
Yo, check happened out of state
I'm knocking off a half-a-cake Rule, flying at a fast rate
I smoke the black dust kept my hands clutched, I'm in lust
plush I played my hand like a royal flush
Baggy jeans, Clarks, pretty woman
I put it in him, shot up in him, venom
I hung around the big bosses
Illegal force exchange thoughts, showing to all my sources
Spades tried to bag me, Cagney, and Lacey
Chef had that bitch slippin in Macy's
I dose off, a flashback on how I got trapped
and got licked like Papsy in a mob I got hit
holdin my neck to the God's rest
Opened flesh burgundy colored my Guess
Emergency trauma, teen headed for surgery
Can it be an out of state nigga to murder me?
I should've in Job Corp, but now I'm a outlaw
Ray Cartegna, a fo'-fo' nigga

{Can it be that it was all so simple
Dedicated to the Gods and
Dedicated to babies who feet first
Dedicated to Up and down state
Dedicated to rich who sell weights
Dedicated to projects with black
Dedicated to man who pyramids

up! What the fuck yo?
We you on another chamber
up son, you know how we be on it
Yeah it's
Show crabs how to rhyme man
I think time to bless them, word up

First
Yo yo

[Verse Two:
It started off on the Island, AK niggaz wildin
Old folks stop the violence!
True layin up yo, these crack niggaz
Playin nuff games for what see?
Back in days, crime in mad ways
Sportin Tommy Hil with 360 waves
And no searchin for loose ends, now 300 Benz
Mad 10's with mad
Now that's the life of the life, sometimes niggaz act trife
I the price throughout my hood life
I got blasted, now that's in the past kid
God I lay in the casket
But now I'm all about G-notes, no time for weed, mixed coke
I wash my mouth out with
And I got my act together, 'Lo and better
and fat leather, so whatever, it on

it be that it was all so simple then?}

Yeah, for
material stacked up
Peace to mazes, for
Meditating on
Gold, word up
Crazy fly, dedication, to my
Word up, to all my brothers that 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 woman and
up
I got you covered baby, I'm for you
Project, it
peoples one love
Keep head clear, we out of here
We in silence
Bad boys, creating, the stacks for your headpiece
Baldheads, braids,
Yo
Fly
It's the y'all
For real, the real
The RZA, it
blade sharp
Peace to the
No other producer can boy
UP
Bring it, battle, all types of shit
For real