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Determination – Raekwon

[Intro: Raekwon]
I really don’t need to be fuckin wit ya right now
I need to movin’ around in the air, circlin’ Manhattan
Real smooth

Here we go again son, black Harrison Ford on the run
One, beef in the field, it’s real
Highly recommend shield, Lee rocks, still he rock
Got the blue lazer, grill, like Martin Scorcese-ah
Jumpin outta limo’s, expos, black rentals
Chasin niggas through the projects, polex
Moseyin’, 15 of us, five trucks
Crazy deluxe, bound by honor, nigga what?
Tailin’ us in boats and land, 40 caliber in my hand
Made the left… Lex fam
Sho enough what, Hummer craft lookin up, what?
Kid the chipped out flex now I’m stuck
Bounced on him, public announcements say they want him
Any ideas? Where he at? Cops want him
Changin’ the gear the same foot wear
Runnin like a crook, yea, no love here
Fuck yea, we up there
Had a little drugs there, they was there
Pass it kid, Novacain caught a slug there
Had it mastered in fleis-school, nigga go whip a plane
Drivin land, map shit out, go to night school
Bronze star, feelin who we are
Half animal, whole lotta love, black God
Standin’ front and center, from here to winter
Grip the splinter, shoot it sideways, nozzle on, pop-it
(nothin’ but determination)
Ready to hit somethin, pop shit wit somethin
Blow blimps on the mad rubber grips, big lips on it
Rollin wit top rank medals, hands is like Greg Neddles
Bright link, purple heart, swim bezzle
Hearin’ the horn of Josh, movin’ like the moss
Executive decision play large
Caught a blip on the radar, screen him out
Fightin’ like like Julio Cazar, blaze y’all
May day, may day, chasin’ me, CIA, KGB, FBI, DIA on they way
Trynna chase down the God, this Afro-African’ll lace ya

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[Chorus x3: Raekwon]
Nothin’ but determination

Part two kid, establish brain power, truth did
Yo it’s realer than a fuck now, ain’t stupid
Trash, three hundred thousand in cash, guerilla mash
Brass this gat, TNT niggas on my ass
Play for real, Lex will, I suggest still
Clear my own shit, let the press ill, let’s bill
Make it to the UN, doin bout a thousand in the blue M
Frogmen, repped out cluein, left all the American Express cards
Left the passports, time share, shit up on in Escort
Bail ’em, bustin his joint, Chief O’Heara
That old, Louis McDarren, see the waves through the mirror
Spot that, hop that, through the top back
Ready to lock somethin’, down for the cause, stop that
You play the king, I play the pawn, who the king of the Swarm?
You wrong, where’s the evidence, watch the fire arm
Wit eternal affairs there, I knew I had little bits of love
Hopin it’ll be fair, he watch me, heavy roxy scene
He clean though, American Cream Team let him leave
See the moral of the story, feelin’ me like
Mordon and Glory when they came for me
Had fifty on the line, look at mine, all dressed down
Handlin’ nines, know the time

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Enemy (Feat. Ill Bill) – Raekwon

Lirik lagu: Enemy (Feat. Ill Bill)

[Ill Bill:]
A general can never live with the shame of defeat
Play the position the same way in the street, labeled a creep
Raised in the ways of the deep thinkers at the same time
I learned the most valuable things
From an uncle leaving syringes stuck in his veins
Heroin dreams, cocaine wishes
Seen a dope fiedn suck a dog’s dick for a fix and
It’s twisted and sick on this immaculate planet on which we live
That’s why I keep a black bag of ammonia by my side ever since
Hollow tip shells, one in the chamber
Sign my name in blood, smudgen the paper
Too many crab motherfuckers and haters
Looking at me like I fucked their moms
Till they wind up hog tied in the trunks of their cars
It ain’t no sunshine, I can smell the jealousy and envy
You’re thinking my glass is half full, I’m thinking it’s half empty
I think above the law, surpass insanity
Smear your blood on the wall like the Manson family
Wtahc your mouth you don’t know me homie
Ill Bill, inappropriate like holding a baby, smoking a bogie
Blow your brains out, leave you with an empty head
Cause I’m a muthafucking villain like MC Ren

[Chorus x2: Ill Bill]
I live the same life you lead, breathe the same air you breathe
We similar, but no, you my enemy
Bang the fuck out in the street, hold the block down with heat
We similar, but no, you my enemy

From every valley all the way to the valley is where allies live
With 40 Calies, winging drugs, selling Denalies
Where coke comes in big ol trucks, Dickies, white tees
Authentic Chucks, stash it in the boards for the cause
Alot of rap killers is lurking, base heads chirping
All these police workers got they hats backwords, and black hoods
Guard it like the Pope up in Rome
Slight cough, rhyming through foam, pajama sets, talking to Tone
I live through my family, civilians and loved ones
Take drugs and slay for my paper
Working under some fakers
I recognize the power of loyalty, come for the wants and needs
Everything else black, self explanatory
Take it back to Timexes and Outies
Push it through 1-39th, seeing Spanish, Jesus and Ralphie
You know who we came, it’s holding besides breaded was lead
Go head, search us, guns is by the shoulders
You counting every one in back of the store
Different whores will jump out, different walls smelling like cum
Nowadays niggas know hustling
Yeah, go head, tell it wrong and get jinxed by the FBI
Word to every kingpin’s wish
Move humble and hard, play the right men, slay the right bitch
Through the mix of concurrent drama
We honor niggas that died, got trapped up and fell behind karma
This real nigga lecture his destiny
Play the perfect hand of perfection, everything’s a blessing at heart
I sat back like the giant from start, play number two position learn
To listen, gamble insmarts
Now we pushing from town to town
Realizing credit’s the shit, but can’t trust no niggas around
I try to establish life on my own, blaze a hundred bones
And think, I’m painting by the second, it’s on
Yo, call the flag of a Muslim son, who base his life on guns and murder
Free business, handling chumps
Now alot of niggas is gone, sleeping on the Rican on the catwalk
Hump on his leg, back on his own
A wise man set up for failure

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[Interlude: Raekwon]
Yo, yo, yo, untie him man

[Chorus x2]

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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

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)

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)

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

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

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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