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Raekwon the Chef lyrics Power lyrics [Raekwon] Take it off, sho' 'nough kid Take it off We gon' take it from the East to the West to the North to the South Show y'all what it's about Don't make me throw no gun in your mouth You know? How long is your CREAM? This long? Eh yo, his belt got karats in it Swift description, E-320 nigga pitchin Rock a raw dinosaur chain, hang to his thing It's like, he pump isolated, still cashin in CREAM Niggas in the hood hate him, drew a vase of him Blaze 'em, he actin like Shallah raisin him This is hydrogen, son ain't live as him He like Maguyver, chin 4 spies with him Roll relentless, desert that he hold is a gift wish Shash the list, give his miss dick Technique, operation: tech scream Bet CREAM, them alligators jet like a vet swing Nigga like Nicolas Cage with the gauge in your braids 2 cannons that'll spray, rockin banana suede Suck this drunk alcohol dick Fuck y'all niggas with hits We bout to shit on y'all shit [Triflyn] Y'all brothas wanna call us out? Name names, otherwise it'd be the best to shut the fuck up Get pimp-smacked up, jacked up and macked up You're scared and froze of bein exposed I own Harlem, I bone Harlem, call me the mayor It's my borough, you don't want no problems I'm on now, you dead pop, all jokes aside I ride the top, you glide the bottom Pitfall, 5 foot 9, my dick, balls Shit y'all, leave flat line to stick your's We flip off basic and brace it 8 kills, 47 ways to taste it Never understand what you never been told You did your book bitin off of my scrolls We hit man, Colombo, coats and hats to match Bust off quick, and then, guns go back [Superb] I move like Arthur Ash against God 4 raquets, 8 balls and no practice Every cypher's a heated discussion The industry was like a beat that needed precussion I brun the music, shit that make crews flip State that I'm the illest, this is Q.U. shit I used to heat-hole, now I'm takin over like the repo' Bitches that roll, Cee-Lo that'll sniff a kilo' We went from Frank's and greens to shanks and beans Now we drive our Navigators to banks in Queen's Y'all can't fuck around, your words ain't right Every time I touch the mic, they say ";Perb ain't right"; But that's the truth though, d'oh, infact that's it When they drop this shit, I'm gon' cop that shit The new star, you want me? I'm at the juice bar Y'all once hap' niggas, give me 2 stars [Chip Banks] I heard what y'all rappin about, but bring your stash out You shouldn't throw rocks if you livin in glass house Sneak your weak shit at us, on the low though Where these cats come from, speakin about po' He got cash to cop and I'm crashin {*car crashing*} But half of y'all cats just catchin up to Rae' last year Got guns in the jungle, call 'em Jurassic The chrome, the steel, the 20-shot plastic While y'all niggas cop jars, me and my niggas cop bars Gettin head from rock stars We blowin everything apart, I'm smashin the charts How I see it? (Yo, how you see it?) Chorus: Raekwon Eh yo, what you wanna be when you grow up? Yo, I wanna be a leader Slow your speed up and stop tryin to be us Say somethin always, got a future? Stay out the hallways And get yourself right, a 100 more ways [Rhyme Recca] Fly like iceberg, nice with verbs, precise words Bently swerve, hit the curb, jump out, cock back, spit out Shut your block down, get out, criminal route Gangsta shit, can't talk now, gun in your mouth Cream Team killas, cacoon cats like caterpillars Giant size gorillas, break niggas backs from the skrilla Scratch, greenback track, Fed's berserk That's my word, disrespect Recca, get what you deserve Inferno, melt down mic's, millionaire in my afterlife Broke bread with Christ on the last night Apocalypse, sleep with 4-5th, 2 clips Passport, cellphone with the removable micro-chip Specialist, 40-karat Sicillian necklace Matching bracelet, Cream Team crisp the basic Other Raekwon the Chef lyrics: Ice Water lyrics Striving For Perfection lyrics Knuckleheadz lyrics Knowledge God lyrics Incarcerated Scarfaces lyrics Rainy Dayz lyrics Guillotinz (Swordz) lyrics Can It All Be So Simple (remix) lyrics Shark Niggas (Biters) lyrics Glaciers of Ice lyrics Wisdom Body lyrics Spot Rusherz lyrics Ice Cream lyrics Wu-Gambinos lyrics Heaven & Hell lyrics Criminology lyrics Verbal Intercourse lyrics North Star lyrics 100 Rounds lyrics Yae Yo lyrics Casablanca lyrics Real Life lyrics Sneakers lyrics All I Got is You Pt. II lyrics Jury lyrics Fuck Them lyrics Live From New York lyrics My Favorite Dred lyrics Forecast lyrics Friday lyrics The Table lyrics Raw lyrics Pop Shit lyrics Heart to Heart lyrics |