One for you, one for me Two for you, for me for you... What? I'll fuck out ya Smack fire out your ass, what the fuck you think this is man? Get the up outta here man [Raekwon] So yo matter of fact, the man is [Ghostface] Think my head is than fuckin fire [Raekwon] Shit aight, this ain't even burn right here This ain't Fuck it man [Raekwon] We gonna shoot right there And yo them niggaz got the big CREAM there So chill [Ghostface] So do this the fuck up, roll up like tropical kid Don't play me I got a flowerpot head kid chill man [Raekwon] On the real let's go get this fast Son I know how we gotta do kid *shots Scrungy-head motherfucker
Verse One: Raekwon the
Lay on the scene, sippin fine wines Pullin nines on, UFO's, they fly clothes They eyes closed, we loot No doubt, check the word of mouth, about Guns go off and now a murder I'm out My raps play the part like a Get secret agent in a maze and, styles blazin, Blaze and Tony Starks in a daze and rhymin, my nigga Lou Diamond will it up We Meth to go and fuck with Noodles Havin poodles on the lockdown buyin me Amarett-ahs, and chewables, pharmecuetical Rap niggaz on dust and Yo, I you, some kill rob and fold The untold, fuck it it beats parole So marvelous, soul controller of the whole globe, god damn I got it And yo, whattup pop, pop the suitcase And we can talk, you can walk out the fuckin And get caught, the fully inflatable Rap relatable, relatable Niggaz here to with you A hundred Rottweiler goes to spot sellers Guns and go to niggaz who got props on top, niggaz get mad bigger And yo, mail a guy about a hundred Word to momma, this rap wonderama team got Comma, smoke realize marijuana may resign to boat across the Farasana Immaculate plus all my guns so They get CREAM and the in Queens I told you, money stated with the beams, and two rings
Crazy fat, ready to do this shit [Ghostface] mad shit man, what the fuck *car and crashes*
Verse Ghostface Killer
Who's the Knucklehead, respect? his fingers in the drug game, money well known Lead singer, humdinger, flash is the his photograph Run up in his lab, take off the mask and think fast Don't laugh, bag the cash, the hash, don't forget his stash Grab the tear gas, and it in his face fast The full ... Then to the next state Further upstate, I heard they got crazy Bagged up by the gates, in crates like disco Yo out for Jakes, give it all it takes burn the place before we motivate Yo Blake, don't fink, rape his mate if the bitch scream, for God's sake, grab the tape It's by the plate, with the blow crushed up with the Killer snakes, four found floatin in lakes Drug related, paper talkin bout the kids who make it Hits a trace, never seen the Big C Rae and Ghostface Chef, let's celebrate and sip an eighth
Verse Three:
The rap is on rap chrome Put it on it on, we're silicone Spark it on Talkathon This rap phenomenon, to word is bond to the Hit me on the hip and horns, rap tone, bar clones, war tones, raw tones Blowin out the door, but Your rap's fraudulent, float in these rap inches with suspense, be on your rap sword defense These microphone professional, Fully operational, I got NIGGAZ here to play you You know the steez you know my whole from the No-Lands, all we want is the G's guns and grams, livin fat the Hoffa Mafia, eatin pastas Layin in the house tellin the about the sagas Before we got Germanic and thoughts got We grabbed tablets and quick guarded the Abbots Slugs hit the belly put tones into the Sucker tried to knock me out the box skelly I smoke the dreams I drop top two degrees spendin G's on nails and hair weave The crime boss, takin no loss, excessive We can the A-Train, back of the iron horse
Yo man, Fuck it man *car squeels and crashes