[**feat. Killah:] ~Raekwon (Ghostface Killah)~] Come here, pussy, prosthetic ass nigga Yo, them Levi's that I left on ya bunk, nigga? stand on the side of this bunk no more, man, for real You see them Rae and Ghost flicks over there, Don't touch them shits, up, I'ma break both chains on ya ass, nigga (Aiyo, Bundy, make sure you crack cell number five, minutes early) Yeah, yo, I got you, you want some of these donuts?} (Nah, I'm good, just sure you handle my man right, one.) (Ghostface Killah) We up at three mart, blowing, little dust to lift the up The she had was Bulgari, golden, Spanish kid let him hold it He said he hit him with three of menthol, the kid let him roll with it (The face had snow in it, the in his voice Now he's acting he ain't rich and po' in it) Crock pots are steaming, Jasmine and Jack Mack With batter, it's cold in here 10: 45 we lock in, pull out the headphones, in the bunk (The tunes is knocking) Knowing all my is clocking Two C.O.'s is on the cat walk (Yo, Spoons, popping?) Yo, it ain't nothing, baby, you Yeah, I'm getting rest, you know that G.E.D. shit with the school? (True, that's what it do But on the low I got two big gem stars I'm to you Matter of fact gon' hide in ya food All you do is the grits out the way, then you get up and move Go to sleep, nigga, go and rest, I'ma finish my count I'ma set you out, my dude, one) [Chorus: Mop wringer magic, mess murder's the best Come through the yard, getting fed burgers Testing anything with Fresh sneakers, we the best True, me move in the cling (Ghostface Killah) Six A.M., the cells Horn the child, I'm half sleep, yo, hearing the I see the same ice grills, bum talking to me With coal in eye, I can't finish my meal (Under the grits, two of steel) Spoon had left, we got guns though, we trying to chill Big Will walked in, him and (With in they eyes, early bird like they ready to kill) Chorus:] (2x)