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[Raekwon the
get it on Kokomo
John Blazeini, Donna J-Bird

Another legacy

The Iron Lung

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

Man]
I dig my life experiences, it up
in inches, keepin my defenses
Put it up in raw trenches, holdin on the park benches
In the ghetto servin sentence
Mass confusion in New York, on city sidewalks
Busy sidewalks, no snoozin
Stop like it's me losin, peep my modern day
Pompei on city streets, the Sun pack
in Hell's Kitchen, time to get money itchin
Once again plot thicken, and you
to the will of the slum bite tongue
Burn a with the Iron Lung, pay dirt to no one
by association, stank bitch
wanna give me some, nasty -- I pass
Let them players flash, and trick on they
on your funky ass I only buy shit that
A lifetime I write rhyme, chippin
the pipeline then it's time, that's when I'm jetty
in a fifty-seven Chevy, on my own Getti
Head heavy, deadly medleys

I opened up my rap bible, then the came
over the children, as it began to
I started buildin, spoke times before
but didn't score, my reading was
Injected with the english, I extinguish
and approach all hominyms, shit in your
Wipe my ass with the phenonmenyms, be
or get shot with the Moet-o, kid encyclopedia
Left y'all petrol, my standoff
rap like Peter Metro, echo echo,
Beware my psycho, limw piece tec-o
Uniform flow, strong black 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 floor, up to the roof with the proof
mad, god damn!
Hahahaha,