One for you, one for me Two for you, for me for you... What? smack fuck out ya Smack fire out your fuckin ass, what the you think this is man? Get the fuck up 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 enough burn here ain't enough [Ghostface] it man We gonna shoot right over there And yo them niggaz got the big CREAM over So chill [Ghostface] So let's do this the fuck up, roll up like kid Don't play me like I got a flowerpot kid Just man [Raekwon] On the real let's go get this money Son I how we gotta do this kid *shots [Ghostface] Scrungy-head
Verse One: Raekwon the
Lay on the crime scene, sippin fine Pullin nines on, UFO's, they fly clothes They eyes closed, we loot No doubt, check the word of mouth, unheard 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, Johnny Blaze and Tony in a daze and rhymin, my Lou Diamond will wrap it up We like Meth to go and with Noodles Havin poodles on the lockdown buyin me Amarett-ahs, and chewables, pharmecuetical Rap on dust and wools Yo, I told you, some kill rob and The gold's untold, it it beats parole So marvelous, soul controller of the globe, god damn I got it sewn And yo, pop, pop the suitcase high And we can talk, you can out the fuckin building And get caught, the fully inflatable Rap relatable, relatable here to play with you A hundred Rottweiler goes to spot sellers and glocks go to niggaz who got props on top, niggaz get mad bigger And yo, a guy about a hundred pictures to momma, this rap wonderama team got drama Comma, plus smoke marijuana Chef may resign to boat across the Immaculate all my guns so accurate They get and the cuisine in Queens I told you, stated with the night beams, and two rings
fat, gettin ready to do this shit [Ghostface] Sniff mad shit man, what the *car and crashes*
Verse Two: Ghostface
Who's the Knucklehead, wantin his fingers in the drug game, money well known Lead singer, humdinger, is the aftermath his photograph Run up in his lab, take off the mask Chaz and fast Don't laugh, bag the cash, grab the hash, don't forget his Grab the tear gas, and place it in his fast The full ... Then to the next state Further upstate, I heard got crazy weight Bagged up by the gates, in crates like disco Yo look out for Jakes, it all it takes Let's the place before we motivate Yo Blake, niggaz don't fink, his mate if the bitch scream, for God's sake, the grey tape by the plate, with the blow crushed up with the flakes Killer snakes, four bodies floatin in lakes Drug related, paper talkin the kids who didn't make it Hits without a trace, seen the Big see Rae and Ghostface Chef, let's celebrate and sip an eighth
Verse Three:
The rap scar is on rap Put it on seal it on, we're it on your Talkathon This rap phenomenon, to word is to the arms 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 Reinforced with suspense, be on your rap sword microphone professional, sensational Fully operational, I got NIGGAZ here to play you You know the you know my whole program Brothers the No-Lands, all we want is the G's guns and grams, livin fat the Hoffa Mafia, sippin pastas in the house tellin the seeds about the sagas Before we got Germanic and got sporadic We grabbed golden tablets and quick guarded the Slugs hit the belly put tones the telly Sucker tried to me out the box like skelly I smoke the weed dreams I drop top two spendin G's on nails and hair weave The crime boss, no loss, excessive force We can play the A-Train, of the iron horse
Yo man, Fuck it man *car and crashes twice*