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ft. Raekwon the ChefCappadonna
[singing]
We are the GO-D's
And we came to rockthe spot
Like Ironman Starks
They be the illest MC'sin the world today
Cappa Raekwon and the R-Z-A
So listen to them clearand put the box right near your ear
Light your blunts and down your beers
Cause you could never fuck with Wu-Tang Killer Beez...
[Verse One: Raekwon the Chef]
Say peace to cats who rock mack knowledge
Knowledgistsstreet astrologists
Light up the mic Godknowledge this
Fly joints that carried your points
Corolla Motorola holder
Play it Godhe pack over the shoulder
Chrome tanksplayer like Yankscheck the franchise
Front on my guysmy enterprise splash many lives
Rapel on fakes like reflectors
He had sugar in his ear in his last crack career
We can can himmanhandle himif you wanna
run in his crib-oget dittoskate like a limo
And jet to the flyest estaterelate take a break
Break down an eighth and then wait drop it like Drake
Thugs they be booing and screwingwe canoeing
Claim they doin the same shit we doinfuck your unit
It's the same styleRZA trainablejump the turnstyle
On the alley tried to challenge God for the new vials
Especially thataluminum bat in the act
Relaxlay backsell a grenade a dayit pays black
The Mac-10 flex white cats like Windex
Index finger be sorebustin these fly scripts
The Wally kid count crazily grands with our plans
Layin with my bitches and my mans in Lex Lands
We losin emjet to the stash and now Jerusalem
Abusin emrockin his jewels like we usin em
Low pro starseven thick waves rock Polar
Roll with the older Godbuild with the Son and the Star
[Chorus:]
All these MC's start realizing
That Ghost got that shitthat'll keep you vibing
The Wu is here to bringyou Shaolin's finest
But if your shields are weakyou better step behind us
[Verse Two: Ghostface Killer]
Mercury raps is roughed then God just shown like taps
Red and white Wally's that matchbend my baseball hat
Doin forever shitlike pissin out the window on turnpikes
Robbin niggaz for leathershigh swipin on dirt bikes
Voice be metal like Von Harper radio bubble
Murder sleep away campthe fly lady champ
The arsonistwho burn with his pen regardless
Slaying all these earthlings and fake foreigners
In the Phillipinespick herbal beansbubbling strings
Body chemical CREAMwe burn kerosene
The conviction of my tape is rapewicked like Nixon
Long-heads inscriptions with three sixes in
Kiss the pyramid experiment with high explosive
I slapbox with Jesuslick shots at Joseph
Zoomin like binocularsthe rap blacksmith
Money's Rolexwith sparklesChef ragtop is spotless
I'm Iron Man no cheap cash metal I'm steel alloy
True identity hidden inside secret tabloids
Breathe oxygen both sides of my jaw carry oxes
The track hit like the bangersin hundred watt boxes
Yo jostling these cats while Little J be deli-ing
Sip Irish Moss out of Widelians
[Chorus]
[Verse Three: Cappadonna]
Give me the the fifty thousmall bills
My gold platemy slang kills
My Benz spillswhattup Lils
Murder one Dunn
Killer bee stungguess who back home Son
My technique of slang camp wonthird platoon soon
Cristal bottlescages of boomprobably wardrobe
The mad-hatter big dick stylebeware goons
smuggle balloonslord of doomsin fat pussy wombs
Let the Gods buildpull up the grill
Check out the mad skills
Top secret techniquetoo hard for you to peep it
and keep itjiggy style of rap and watchin knuckle slang
sweep it out of order ape recorder can't record my slaughter
spoil the rotten Don is too good to be forgotten
High top notchborderline rhymes is handcocked
Ninety-sixmy ill sound clash is still hot
Get yourself shot
[Chorus]
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