(feat. Cappadonna, Method Man, Raekwon)
[Intro: Raekwon]
**** ya'll *****z is talkin' bout? (clack clack-cla-clack clack)
Crunchy c**** **********as, ya'll *****z is all *****
That's my word, ya'll know how the realest *****z is
Don't let me tell ya'll again, *****, straight up
I put all this right there, on *****z in 's son
Aiyo, aiyo, aiyo
[Chorus: Raekwon]
All magazines lit, fly life we live
The lingo is to let, ya'll *****z know, how *****z rep
I'm set, lightin' the purple in a new jet
Triflin' work, let's murder everything that move on the set
[Method Man]
Goin' back to basics, **** you catch case with
Style laced with, arsonic, before you taste it
Rap matrix, gemini's is two faced it, I heard Rob Based it
"Bad boys" retire out the game just like Mase did
Dish it out and take it
To where I'm bout to go and everybody ain't gon' make it
[Raekwon]
Blow shipments out the rap ****, clap ****
Most of us attack ****, mean Benz, ballin' wit the bad chick
Take over, quick fast, violate, slap ****
And every borough, state, town, prison, map ****
Makeover hoes that blow, they attract ****
Shine on my jims, glow, on the low, slap ****
To every mean queen clean, keep it black chick
My motto, CREAM, green bottle of the phat ****
[Chorus x2]
[Interlude: Allah Mathematics scratched samples up (Cappadonna)]
"Brothers respect mine!" - Raekwon
(Uh, uh, what, for real *****, step the **** off?)
[Cappadonna]
Aiyo, Ice Cream, real *****z in whips
Fur coats, Gucci boots and ****, fly honey dip
Streets and clips is what we live for, rub on the floor
Ox in the jaw, rockin' the four, rugged and raw
Righteous and more, we the gliders, the outsiders
Killa Bee hivers, the big boy drivers
The conivers, the four fivers, survivors
We the livest and carry the heaters, coke is in the meters
Six to eight seaters, circle the mind readers
Pumas, Nikes, and Adidas, hip hop achievers
Love hood rats and love divas, love money, love ***
Love vets, love **** and love wrecks
[Method Man]
All in together now, follow me the Method
Raw individual, the enemy you slept with
No love here, no tender, love and care
But M.C.'s, I'm starvin', *****z best before
For consumption, for wack assumption
You can catch a bad one or somethin'
From shotgun, you know I'm pza-pza-pumpin'
Jumpin', t****in', get crunk and
Drunk inside the function
+Uncontrolled+ with the +Substance+
+Beneath the Surface+ there's +Redemption+
For Bobby Digital +Supreme Clientele+ convention, +***** Please+
+Immobilarity+ they can't breath til they +Blackout!+
I used to write and smoke L's in the crackhouse
Pull your wig like a potato then I mash out
Check your ego at the door
Better wipe your feet before you step me, or it's yourz!
[Chorus x2]