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[Intro: Raekwon] Uh... lay back.. word up, just bless 'em With the bulletproof... more cases for ya eyes... [Raekwon:] Flawless crowns, sevens, bags of black We kill industry niggaz and build maps High powered money, blimps with emblems Pimps, all of my hoes'll spray you under the tints Yeah, car shows with cases, writing niggaz out in the Beacon Down in the antics, Lex, you should take it Wide world of sniffers, spiroglyphics, caesers and blue eagles I'mma make my music the business And now for the record, I'm on niggaz, go head, ditech it I'mma leave you left, freezing and naked Silverback gorillas, taught to bite tongues out faces Fleeing in clubs, fly in something silver Catch me with the Germans, hard body dealing with hard white Dominican complexion with some hard ice Can't nothing rock me, I'm legendary [Outro: Raekwon] What, what, what, what, what, what, what, what It's on you bitch... word up... Back to that ice rocking shit The muthafuckin' good sneakers on With the persian muthafuckin' scarfs hanging on Catch me flying in that muthafuckin' XO It's on, with the shit on the other side The steering wheel on the other side, my nigga You know what it is, it's going down Cuban Linx man, Part 2, The Purple Tape It's on, thoro, do it... |
