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Butter Knives – Raekwon

[Kung-fu sample:]
They say he’s a swordsman [x2]

[Intro: Raekwon]
Back to that fly shit, Silicone Valley good shit, right here, boy
More money on this rhyme right here, boy
Take ya’ll back to the front of the muthafucking 1-6-Ooh shit
Yo, lord, that first Wu shit
You know what it is, it’s that muthafucking
Special made, high powered, special made forces
What up what up what up, aiyo, aiyo

[Raekwon:]
Chef that fly with a meat cleaver, swing on a young nigga
Smack flames at him, no gun neither
Leave him with a bump, what the fuck
(“They say he’s a swordsman”) Get that little, nigga
Who give a fuck if he’s a swordsman, I’m a gunman, I run from nothing
Chain came from rent days and pumping
Wire cell with valors on, drawers is colorful
I do this, forever nigga, raw style
Lighting Phillies, fly by willies, can’t come through
Unless your vehicle three hundred chain, silly
Laying in the park with the killas, the coupes, the villains
No rims, we just ball for the millions
The emperor of slang lords, kings get clapped in they dome
Get your throne rushed, and I ain’t got a gun on
High power ninjas who touch you, lay a gun on
Drinking with the best of the hustling

[Chorus: Raekwon]
I got butter knives, like you got butter knives
Come through huddling, run through the spot thirty times
All my niggas old school robbers, do what it do
I got a sixty-two, a black pair of goggles
Fila approachers, the Bee Hives, the vultures and the roasters
Can’t come through with cedar toasters
It’s going down, only in the town
Your heart get tested, and gunplay is only an investment

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[Raekwon:]
Flying shooters, eyewear rugers
Stars and swords in front of the building, five thousand students
Cocaine cops they know him (“They say he’s a swordsman”)
You already know that, man
Diamoned up, double O sevens, come through, 1-8-7
Back to the Hill in a second, yeah
Sons jump in front of them bullets, push me up in the bullet
Stay cool, I got shit, where ya weapon?
Hurricane slammers, earthquake clips and cannons
Back of the building, with the jammers
Live well, eat well, welcome to the Terror-dome, sleep well
Who don’t like beefing? Keep shells
I flow with the souls of sharks and criminals in they heart
Play parts of this in detail
Well carried mannered, blampers, ninjas black down
Pop up on spots and vanished (“They say he’s a swordsman”)

[Chorus: Raekwon]
I got butter knives, like you got butter knives
Come through huddling, run through the spot thirty times
All my niggas old school robbers, do what it do
I got a sixty-two, a black pair of goggles
Fila approachers, the Bee Hives, the vultures and the roasters
Can’t come through with cedar toasters
It’s going down, only in the town
Your heart get tested, and gunplay is only an investment

[Outro: Raekwon (kung-fu sample)]
Get down, Lord!
(They say he’s a swordsman!)

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We Will Rob You (Feat. Slick Rick, Masta Killa & GZA) – Raekwon

Lirik lagu: We Will Rob You (Feat. Slick Rick, Masta Killa & GZA)

[kung fu sample:]
Who the hell teaches you kung fu?
Your master must be an ignorant idiot as well!

[Intro: Slick Rick]
(Uncle Ricky, would you read us a bedtime story?)
Nah kid, but I’m a give you one them old Raekwon crime joints
Feel me? We will, we will…
We will, we will – here we go

[Raekwon:]
Well it was late one night, walking through the park
With my leathered down coat and wallabee Clarks
Getting my step on, big shit, big six, big wrist
So much excitement in the air, I was crisp
Money suitcase, Louis joint (yo, Rae, I’m a get some shit just like yours!)
Go make it happen, black God and get rich
Saw the D’s fly by, in a New Yorker, yup, tints and shit
They made a right on me, them last two dicks
Know I seen ’em, Max loaded, jog right back to the car
They spun around again and blast they shits
I dropped a Backwood, a puff and then a 6-4-5
You’se a live nigga, you almost smashed yo shit
I’m a don my way out the bitch, moving through the car
Nice and slow, two hoodies on and a golden pit
Nigga had a white eye, they both blacked down
What’s the clown shit for? The dog jumped in the whip
It was a trained one, wops pointed at me (yo, nigga, freeze)

[GZA:]
I told the Chef Raekwon, pump the breaks
Slow it down, you know these C-Cypher Punks scanned your plates
Release the seatbelt off the shoulders, a mile ahead
Then the vibe got a lot colder when the marksman said
“Black niggas in the Jeep, get the fuck out the car”
“Put your hands where my eyes can see or suffer a scar”
He was a veteran, who kept, pepper spray in the cannister
Donut shop lounger, thirty eight brandisher
On top of that, the blunt smoke just rang a bell
Of his bloodhound who had an acute sense of smell
Beef tripping, saliva dripping from razor sharp teeth
That was pointy as the daggers of the Indian Chiefs
Same cops known for exorting pimps and booking whores
Aimed glocks at me and Rae, cause they was looking for
A few MC’s wanted for a string of break-ins
Last seen, wearing long minks and snakeskins

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[Chorus: Slick Rick]
We will, we will, rob you
We will, we will, glock you
We will, we will, what? who? (not you)
Here we go…

[Masta Killa:]
You know my Clan done ran from Japan to Atlanta
With stamina, peace to Chef, Mr. Meth
Move it on your left, with the Iron Lung breath
Ghostface Kill’, U-G I’ll
Deck so real, Dr. Ason Unique, the medic
Ahh, Allah Just, The Abbott, ya’ll niggas can’t forget it
You might catch a Cap if your shit ain’t Street
Allah Mathematics make the cypher complete
See knowledge is the foundation of existence
To know starts the spark of the flow
Wisdom activation of the Nation moving
Wise words, show and prove or understand the 13 letters
And the Masta, culture be the way of life
Freedom is reward, who will pay the price for the power
Spending hour after hour, preparing his self
For the hour, now look how refined
When the mind and body is one, every part of me
Supreme equality, manifest the nature of self
G-O-D, now build and add on to the truth
Destroy the bullshit, born incomplete

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All About You (Feat. Estelle) – Raekwon

Lirik lagu: All About You (Feat. Estelle)

[Hook]
A long time, when I wish you were all mine
I ain’t tryina wait, listen to …
But what’s a man to do
Say I’m all confused, and you ain’t tryina choose
Whether I win or loose, baby
Yeah it’s all about you, all about you
It’s all about you
Say it’s all about you, all about you
Say it’s all about you, all about you
Yeah it’s all about you, all about you
All about you

It been about me, I’m a king from rep
My own millionaire style my swag on dip
Stay fresh in the freshest places
Flip papers, fly round bugattis and yachts
Holding knots, cremelations
It’s like hitting the lotto winning
More money, more problems, you gotta be kidding
I’d rather sit up in the Bronx and pily some shit up
I usually breaking down’s and slams some sit ups
Boo, it’s tight times, let me hustle
Cause everything you want, I’m near with all muscles
Cause when I’m in the streets, we eating, more ruffles
Then we can play the sweets in vegas, all the douples
Cause you the queen I’m the king, be a rider
A man with a game plan stressin, ain’t no rider
So let me paint picture, stay criss, we providers
We real, realer than real, word to mamas

[Hook]
A long time, when I wish you were all mine
I ain’t tryina wait, listen to …
But what’s a man to do
Say I’m all confused, and you ain’t tryina choose
Whether I win or loose, baby
Yeah it’s all about you, all about you
It’s all about you
Say it’s all about you, all about you
Say it’s all about you, all about you
Yeah it’s all about you, all about you
All about you

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Kingpin chef in the town, keep your hunned
Ice on his neck and his arms, more money
Jump into the 250 john getting blunted
Pockets carry more than a stack, we all fronting
Rich black afrikan dons getting cedar
Shawty know better, let’s blow, bring the beretta
Showing off the vault, you walk nigga, you welcomed
Or you can stay here and be rich with me, help em
I’m just crazy with it, fly slick intelligence
He play high in the streets and flip pelicans
My whole click is in this bitch 10 elephants
Who stay fresher than us, that’s irrelevant
True, yeah, nothing but a g thing
Whoa, yo they be coming through …
Boo, I know it’s over baby, keep playing
Oops, I’m out of energy, street king

[Hook]
A long time, when I wish you were all mine
I ain’t tryina wait, listen to …
But what’s a man to do
Say I’m all confused, and you ain’t tryina choose
Whether I win or loose, baby
Yeah it’s all about you, all about you
It’s all about you
Say it’s all about you, all about you
Say it’s all about you, all about you
Yeah it’s all about you, all about you
All about you.

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Footsteps in the Dark – Raekwon

Let’s go
Catch me, I’m fishing and rocking cannons
Look who we with, yeah
Denzel, Sam, you breathe,yeah
I just went down with a suitcase
Bet that now ,let’s blow the blue base
Played table with a bitch with a wig
I loved it, that’s my nigga
She was a crook in 1
Yeah, that’s my nigga
Crookin’ ass houses and make games
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We post it up assassins, what’s left
Ninja in front of the buildings

Sally, it is you?
Yeah I loved that laugh for so long
You are unique
Let’s talk about the distractions
Why I keep feeling footsteps in the dark, in the dark?
Why I keep feeling footsteps, baby in the dark
In the dark

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