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

Another Persian

[Method] The Lung

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

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

I opened up my rap bible, the light came
over the children, as it to rain
I started buildin, spoke many before
but score, my reading was poor
with the Devil's english, I extinguish
and all hominyms, shit in your brain
Wipe my ass the phenonmenyms, be holy
or get shot with the Moet-o, kid encyclopedia
Left y'all petrol, my dancehall
rap like Peter Metro, echo echo,
my psycho, limw piece tec-o leggo
Uniform flow, stay strong black my shit is
out bro
...

[Method

Eyes as diamonds, time
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,