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

[Intro: Raekwon, Ghostface

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

Don't know, some sk-skinny lookin, big-head nigga,
nigga ain't fuckin with heads though
YO SON, I just seen fiends around 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 don't know what the fuck's on
Come on, come on, right over
on
There they go, there
That's right there kid
That
up
Aiyyo
You're behind him
What the fuck is you doin man huh?
[The fuck you talkin
to you man!
Talkin to you
[You talkin to me]
What the fuck you talkin
Yo, open hand man, what the fuck is that in your hand man?
[What?
*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
*gun
Yo shit! *gun fires* Move Son! Move! *gun fires 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 this grab this take this take this
Take this take this, I'ma go over to God's house the cops come
throw this shit away man
Go ahead Son, go Son, just go ahead
Man that, man seventeen Son
Yo Son
Get the outta here man
Son
Go ahead man, I'm go ahead
Hold that Son
Yo, go ahead go ahead, try to assassinate me man...

[Intro: the Chef]
the remix Son
Can it be, act like you
it

[Verse One: Killer]
Yo, check what happened out of
I'm knocking off a Cash Rule, flying at a fast rate
I smoke the black dust kept my hands clutched, I'm in lust
Spore plush I my hand like a royal flush
Baggy jeans, Wallabee Clarks, woman
I put it in him, shot up in him, venom
I around the big time bosses
Illegal force exchange thoughts, showing to all my sources
Spades tried to bag me, like Cagney, and
had that bitch Stacey slippin in Macy's
I dose off, a flashback on how I got trapped
and got licked like in a mob flick I got hit
Stumblin my neck to the God's rest
Opened flesh burgundy blood colored my
Emergency trauma, black teen for surgery
Can it be an out of nigga tried to murder me?
I should've stayed in Job Corp, but now I'm a
Ray Cartegna, carry a fo'-fo'

{Can it be that it was all so then?}
Dedicated to the Gods and
Dedicated to babies who came feet
Dedicated to Up and down state
Dedicated to rich niggaz who weights
to projects with black kids
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 real
Show these crabs how to man
I think time to bless them, word up

First
Yo yo

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

{Can it be that it was all so simple

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