[Raekwon:] Kidz from the Hood is more dangerous Everybody vest up, all the shot callers with aim, stick From three pound, automatic is nasty, raspberry color My shit bloody, with mud on my New Balance Goodness gracious, more lazers, watch my family Had these niggas, these niggas got more Rae shit Three sixty weight, put somethin' in the air He didn't die, but he coped the hearing aid, son New shit, New Balance click, true blue sixes burst The nurses in the joint, who school ninja's The next paragraph might excite you, enlighten you To get up, get hype a little, bust rifles through him I wrote it like that, to rock wigs, ox' kids Boxes, cops is chasin' niggas to cribs Vision the next verse is classy, ask me How these young niggas get money, the tongue speaks so raspy, yo [Why:] I'm here to teach these niggas how to, handle the pot, like Scramble the rock, dog, I'm hurtin' the block, like Dirty signed with The Roc, word to my pops Front on my team and that thang-a-rang, my gang'll bang My life is like a horror movie, so ya'll can hardly move me Come through your block on a Harley, sprayin' a uzi Got killas on a payroll, killas on the lay low Niggas that'll kill when I say so Turn rappers to Ma$e, four/fifth tear up half of your face Chef, move, I got him, he laced, broad day Jump out the whip, pop your bitch, all we do, is powerful tips [Carlton Fisk:] Time waits for no man, the clock is tickin' Still bubble crack, watch the little man from the kitchen Guns in the closet, packs in the Ac' for pitching Haters can't stop a prophet, march and start snitchin' Rims spinnin', Loose Linx came expensive No cars we movin' in, lease to rent it Dangerous ground, guerilla nigga shakin' it down Escape from N.Y., we paintin' the town Actual fact, Carlton Fisk, the fugitive's back Breakin' bread with made men, so look for the silence of mayhem [La Banga:] Yo, I was down, I was up, now it's back to me, back down These cutthroat niggas, had made me step up my cracks now They ran with my secrets, I would tell them, they watch it And they peep it, a lot of them niggas came from under me, and Those be the ones most defective To build a sick strategy on rapping method, give 'em E for effort Gotta send 'em a message, without talkin' that shit could get hectic Money first, and friendship is second Superior's La, inferior's ya'll Don't make me worry it, ya'll, cut friendship ain't necessary at all Get down or lay down, I'm suggestin' a call I got drugs and I'm gettin' them all I still got a lot of problems on my chest, and I'm gettin' 'em off I suppose that ya'll know that though So when I get paid, escape a payback, like I owed that dough
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Copy to Clipboard: [Raekwon:] Kidz from the Hood is more dangerous Everybody vest up, all the shot callers with aim, stick From three pound, automatic is nasty, raspberry color My shit bloody, with mud on my New Balance Goodness gracious, more lazers, watch my family Had these niggas, these niggas got more Rae shit Three sixty weight, put somethin' in the air He didn't die, but he coped the hearing aid, son New shit, New Balance click, true blue sixes burst The nurses in the joint, who school ninja's The next paragraph might excite you, enlighten you To get up, get hype a little, bust rifles through him I wrote it like that, to rock wigs, ox' kids Boxes, cops is chasin' niggas to cribs Vision the next verse is classy, ask me How these young niggas get money, the tongue speaks so raspy, yo [Why:] I'm here to teach these niggas how to, handle the pot, like Scramble the rock, dog, I'm hurtin' the block, like Dirty signed with The Roc, word to my pops Front on my team and that thang-a-rang, my gang'll bang My life is like a horror movie, so ya'll can hardly move me Come through your block on a Harley, sprayin' a uzi Got killas on a payroll, killas on the lay low Niggas that'll kill when I say so Turn rappers to Ma$e, four/fifth tear up half of your face Chef, move, I got him, he laced, broad day Jump out the whip, pop your bitch, all we do, is powerful tips [Carlton Fisk:] Time waits for no man, the clock is tickin' Still bubble crack, watch the little man from the kitchen Guns in the closet, packs in the Ac' for pitching Haters can't stop a prophet, march and start snitchin' Rims spinnin', Loose Linx came expensive No cars we movin' in, lease to rent it Dangerous ground, guerilla nigga shakin' it down Escape from N.Y., we paintin' the town Actual fact, Carlton Fisk, the fugitive's back Breakin' bread with made men, so look for the silence of mayhem [La Banga:] Yo, I was down, I was up, now it's back to me, back down These cutthroat niggas, had made me step up my cracks now They ran with my secrets, I would tell them, they watch it And they peep it, a lot of them niggas came from under me, and Those be the ones most defective To build a sick strategy on rapping method, give 'em E for effort Gotta send 'em a message, without talkin' that shit could get hectic Money first, and friendship is second Superior's La, inferior's ya'll Don't make me worry it, ya'll, cut friendship ain't necessary at all Get down or lay down, I'm suggestin' a call I got drugs and I'm gettin' them all I still got a lot of problems on my chest, and I'm gettin' 'em off I suppose that ya'll know that though So when I get paid, escape a payback, like I owed that dough
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