Fish - Ghostface Killah/Raekwon.mp3

[00:00.185]Ayo
[00:01.395]You know, they're killers themselves
[00:05.391]Hey, hey, hey, forty-six hundred in there, duke
[00:08.390]How you want it? How you want it?
[00:10.394]How you want it? Stop that, stop that
[00:12.634]These are the men who lead the crime families of America
[00:16.643]I control 26,000 men
[00:18.640]Except for d**e, we operate in all aspects of organized crime
[00:22.888]And if there's one thing I'm sure of
[00:24.888]It's that drugs destroy your mind and destroy your home
[00:28.641]In the end, it'll only lead our country into ruin
[00:51.297]We eat fish, toss salads and make rap ballads
[00:54.048]The biochemical slanglord'll throw the arrows
[00:56.793]In the d**e fiend, vocal cords switch laser beams
[00:59.537]My triple sevens broke the slot machines out in Queens
[01:02.306]Grey Poupon is Revlon rap, smack pawns, swing like batons
[01:05.784]Most my niggas smoke like Hillshire Farms
[01:08.043]Check the gummy sole, underneath my shoe lies the tap
[01:10.544]That attract bow-legged b*****s with wide horse gaps
[01:13.543]In steel mills I inhale smoke to blow on duns
[01:16.042]You run errands, Primatene Mist is afraid of my lungs
[01:19.044]Turn my channel, it'll blow your whole bench off the panel
[01:21.780]Like eighty roman candles that backfired then slammed you
[01:24.796]Every day is like a video shoot, check this shit
[01:27.555]I take it back to Playboy, stash guns in whips
[01:30.288]Picture afro picks, shish kabobs and dashikis
[01:33.241]Thousands civil marched, raised their fists in early sixties
[01:35.982]Now check this one, you must have been stupid to miss this one
[01:38.736]Donna shogun and flip a ton of fashion
[01:41.486]Destination be the cash one, I step past one
[01:43.993]Don't make me blast one, I'm cold like Eskimo floe
[01:46.987]Cappa-villain stay chillin', take shots of penicillin
[01:49.987]Clean out and let the steam out, she fiend to blow out
[01:52.488]But I'm equipped with mad white, Morris The Rat got nine lives
[01:55.495]I'll take a few hundred thousand dollar dives
[01:58.207]And then I still never go down, until the last round I shine
[02:00.952]When RZA do his thing motherf**ker, I'ma do mine
[02:03.949]Now, where I come from cats be carrying
[02:06.447]Marrying drug money, f**k up your wife, get four to life
[02:09.446]Cream we handling, Midtown niggas scrambling
[02:12.199]Move and examine the fly shit, plus quick to buy shit
[02:14.949]Chef, yeah, you know the whole god's astral
[02:17.695]Fidel Castro suits, plus depositing cash rule
[02:20.707]Big time, play it like Canadian wine
[02:22.948]RZA's divine now, the sacredness of one's true mind
[02:25.949]Now let's get colorful like money-green
[02:28.445]High roller coaster, Sosa, million dollar nigga roaster
[02:31.699]Yeah, god, be having my whole steez laced
[02:34.198]Now let's rap a taste, connect dots, aim Glocks, train stop
[02:37.445]Figaro fly jewelin', tri-color Cubans
[02:40.657]Swerving with power Germans and Suburbans
[02:42.921]Twenty-four niggas with vests on, my own restaurant
[02:46.340]Dons sending my sons membership forms
[02:48.857]And still getting this paper scraper
[02:51.097]Fake gators from Jamaica, wizzes be passing like Lakers
[02:54.603]And it be coming from Lex Louis Rich Liberace
[02:57.347]Fetus style and block ya goals like hockey