(Blue Raspberry) rainy days... (Raekwon) Doin for nineteen ninety-six Revolution is a trick, be
Verse One:
Yo, yo, yo I run with rich rap who run corners They run through alleys, navy Bally's at the grand finale Still in all, catches the eye of the youth on top, playin on three corners of the So we accept that, at nights ever wet that, drop the G-pack how will I eat black And brothers, flexin labels like White Sables, pressin up, tryin to a debut Hard times, when the God rhyme, I maim the because he playin mines We ain't 'cause he raided mine They see me lampin up in With 360's, like 160 sellin fifties Due to the wicked, should never lie Now that's a damn lie, on standby, man why? The game, I mentally down the brain Half of us'll the pain, big boy, let it rain I guess my whole is marvelous Street life novelist, let it rain dunn, this
Word up, so you I take you there you just add on to this (let it rain dunn, swallow this)
Chorus: (singing)
You how to love me Makes me feel so (let it rain let it rain) You know how to -- you know how to me *laughter* me feel so good -- Flex my voices right, it's on knowhatI'msayin?
Verse Raekwon the Chef
down, the crazy new appar' just for the new year Wavy hair plus, we get 'cause we on the air Cristal whylin my medallion, stylin it's like city Relax kid, while profilin Until then, we got to bend the wind Plus build again, writin my sendin em linen tims I'm tired of robberies, a pair, Wally's on poach for live nigga pho-tography
Chorus: (singin)
You know how to me Makes me feel so
Three: Ghostface Killer
Yo, yo Check out the handshake fake niggaz rockin the on me and Chef, yo it's dog day Afternoon I'm blowin up your platoon you helpless, screamin from all types of wounds I be the expert, blowin a firework Covertin concepts that will nerve-wreck in 'cause I write, and blast and your whole level I'm holy God I be pros for gold medals Whatever, remain sturdy like a leather On Friday's, get your pay, from a better represent, my lifestyle is in like Mili-tinted God shit is masculine Mad tuff, bust stuff with nuff said Ex-dust said, now heads to bed Call me a legend, flexin with the of old loads of loot, mad rich buryin gold Sabotage, of livin large any day now The land to satisfy the whole to the morrow, soon to make a novel Born to be, sellin like Marvel Comic books for my Beware, I'm hittin a snare from the Delphonics Crushin I be blowin like egg-onomics Washed up, fuckin with a daily error No fat, niggaz be when they face terror
it out y'all, all the fly chicks, yeahhh Check it out yo, all the fly chicks, you I dig your back out Word up word up but check it out it's still up, one time y'all (New York, New that's the temple, knowhatI'msayin?) (Georgia) Carolinas, Mexico, Canada, up Baltimore, BA, Philly and Boston Mississippi, and Chicago, no doubt no Word up, Michigan