Текст песни Ghostface Killah f Cappadonna, Raekwon t - Daytona 500
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[singing]We are the G, O-D`sAnd we came to rock, the spotLike Ironman StarksThey be the illest MC`s, in the world todayCappa Raekwon and the R-Z-ASo listen to them clear, and put the box right near your earLight your blunts and down your beersCause you could never fuck with Wu-Tang Killer Beez...[Verse One: Raekwon the Chef]Say peace to cats who rock mack knowledgeKnowledgists, street astrologistsLight up the mic God, knowledge thisFly joints that carried your pointsCorolla Motorola holderPlay it God, he pack over the shoulderChrome tanks, player like Yanks, check the franchiseFront on my guys, my enterprise splash many livesRapel on fakes like reflectorsHe had sugar in his ear in his last crack careerWe can can him, manhandle him, if you wannarun in his crib-o, get ditto, skate like a limoAnd jet to the flyest estate, relate take a breakBreak down an eighth and then wait drop it like DrakeThugs they be booing and screwing, we canoeingClaim they doin the same shit we doin, fuck your unitIt`s the same style, RZA trainable, jump the turnstyleOn the alley tried to challenge God for the new vialsEspecially that, aluminum bat in the actRelax, lay back, sell a grenade a day, it pays blackThe Mac-10 flex white cats like WindexIndex finger be sore, bustin these fly scriptsThe Wally kid count crazily grands with our plansLayin with my bitches and my mans in Lex LandsWe losin em, jet to the stash and now JerusalemAbusin em, rockin his jewels like we usin emLow pro star, seven thick waves rock PolarRoll with the older God, build with the Son and the Star[Chorus]All these MC`s start realizingThat Ghost got that shit, that`ll keep you vibingThe Wu is here to bring, you Shaolin`s finestBut if your shields are weak, you better step behind us[Verse Two: Ghostface Killah]Mercury raps is roughed then God just shown like tapsRed and white Wally`s that match, bend my baseball hatDoin forever shit, like pissin out the window on turnpikesRobbin niggaz for leathers, high swipin on dirt bikesVoice be metal like Von Harper radio bubbleMurder sleep away camp, the fly lady champThe arsonist, who burn with his pen regardlessSlaying all these earthlings and fake foreignersIn the Phillipines, pick herbal beans, bubbling stringsBody chemical CREAM, we burn keroseneThe conviction of my tape is rape, wicked like NixonLong-heads inscriptions with three sixes inKiss the pyramid experiment with high explosiveI slapbox with Jesus, lick shots at JosephZoomin like binoculars, the rap blacksmithMoney`s Rolex, with sparkles, Chef ragtop is spotlessI`m Iron Man no cheap cash metal I`m steel alloyTrue identity hidden inside secret tabloidsBreathe oxygen both sides of my jaw carry oxesThe track hit like the bangers, in hundred watt boxesYo jostling these cats while Little J be deli-ingSip Irish Moss out of Widelians[Chorus][Verse Three: Cappadonna]Give me the the fifty thou, small billsMy gold plate, my slang killsMy Benz spills, whattup LilsMurder one DunnKiller bee stung, guess who back home SonMy technique of slang camp won, third platoon soonCristal bottles, cages of boom, probably wardrobeThe mad-hatter big dick style, beware goonssmuggle balloons, lord of dooms, in fat pussy wombsLet the Gods build, pull up the grillCheck out the mad skillsTop secret technique, too hard for you to peep itand keep it, jiggy 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 forgottenHigh top notch, borderline rhymes is handcockedNinety-six, my ill sound clash is still hotGet yourself shot[Chorus]