[Raekwon] Yo whassup kid? How you
yeah Straight up and down This is the Chef comin out of Wu-Tang Clan Representin Shaolin
to the fullest son! I mean I m here right now with my nigga
Fat Ji-doe representin the Boogie Down
and the rest of the tri-borough So what we gonna do right here son Aiyyo matter fact son
I m tired of these niggaz man! Word up! [Fat Joe] Hey yo it s total devestation
for any MC that poses I paint the town red with clips and dum-dums and bloodshed The Fat MC
from the B-X Vicious like a T-Rex
who slips into a three-X Rappers up
and end up
in the obituary Don t know the meaning of real
check the dictionary I got no time for conversation Makin MC s run for the border like the immigration A Puerto Rican villain who be dealin and illin for nothin You ain t a playa
you just BLUFFIN Point blank
we can even do this with gats and shanks It s your selection I can become President
without elections I got mad connections
Fat Joe
the rap wizard Brainstorms come in swarms
get lost in the blizzard Word to mother I take your life Sodomize your daughter
and make a widow out your wife It s the relentless
nobody can check this Fat Joe
you know The Yung and Resless respect this ..
to all the fake MC s [Raekwon the Chef] Ch-chk-BLAOW! Move from the gate now Nigga respect mine
or anger the tec-9 Ch-chk-BLAOW! Move from the gate now Nigga respect mine
or anger the tec-9 Ch-chk-BLAOW! Move from the gate now Nigga respect mine
or anger the tec-9 Ch-chk-BLAOW! Move from the gate now Nigga respect mine
or anger the tec-9 Ch-chk-BLAOW! Move from the gate now [Fat Joe] Yo who gets wrecked on the spot? You get wrecked on the spot I got this whole rap shit locked Many MC s perpetrated
and gladiated I m number one so yo they hate it Listen here suckers
you don t wanna meet the chuckers It s the same mother er who said the ruckus Back in ninety-three
when everything was fine and dandy I was the nigga puttin razors in your kids candy Mad connivin
it don t get any worser Best reverse them thoughts DISPERSE Even if you get loud and curse you don t put any fear in my heart Don t even start
you get torn apart Fat Joe
livin the life Yo I get trife
and do a number on that ass with the butcher knife - slice after slice
yea Causin more destructional horror
than the AntiChrist Niggaz know the mother in time Joe represents B-Lawn
respect mine [Raekwon the Chef] Nigga respect mine
or anger the tec-9 Ch-chk-BLAOW! Move from the gate now Nigga respect mine
or anger the tec-9 Ch-chk-BLAOW! Move from the gate now Nigga respect mine
or anger the tec-9 Ch-chk-BLAOW! Move from the gate now Nigga respect mine
or anger the tec-9 Ch-chk-BLAOW! Move from the gate now |
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