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[Raekwon the
Let's get it on
John Blazeini, Donna J-Bird

Another legacy

[Method] The Lung

the Chef]
Yo
Yeah, yo, yo
Dart throwing, yo at your nostril, Aeropostle
sword rockin halibut we choppin
Mili-tia, eight to generals at one time
Fine we wine, go beyond one line
Spot the snakeskin, Dunn was
Chopped his off fuhrilly, sit back, crack the Bailey's
than white milk, grab the quilt - that's the heater
My drop losses, strike like Adidas
is deep, the Grant's still burnin
The time earnin, just got snatched by more Germans
Europeans are me bleedin, jet off in
the Lex skiin, goggles, Louis Sweden

[Method
I dig my experiences, wrap it up
in twelve inches, my defenses
Put it up in raw trenches, holdin court on the benches
In the servin life sentence
Mass confusion in New York, on city sidewalks
Busy sidewalks, there's no
Stop actin like it's me losin, my modern day
on city streets, the Sun pack heat
in Hell's Kitchen, to get money finger itchin
again plot thicken, and you succumb
to the will of the slum bite tongue
Burn a bush the Iron Lung, pay dirt to no one
Guilty by association, bitch
give me some, nappy nasty -- I pass
Let them players flash, and trick on they
on your funky ass I buy shit that last
A lifetime I write rhyme, through
the pipeline then it's flight time, when I'm jetty
in a fifty-seven Chevy, gassed on my own
Head heavy, with medleys

I opened up my rap bible, the light came
over the children, as it began to
I buildin, spoke many times before
but didn't score, my was poor
Injected the Devil's english, I extinguish
and approach all hominyms, shit in your
my ass with the phenonmenyms, be holy
or get shot down the Moet-o, kid encyclopedia
Left petrol, my dancehall standoff
rap like Peter Metro, echo echo,
Beware my psycho, limw piece leggo
Uniform flow, stay strong my shit is real
out bro
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[Method

Eyes as diamonds, again
wanna battle with the bat or pen
Give it to em raw, it to em raw
down to the fuckin floor, up to the roof with the
mad, god damn!
Hahahaha,