Текст песни Ghostface Killah f Cappadonna, Raekwon t - Fish
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[Interlude](.. You know they`re killers themselves .. People die for them. You know, guys that I fooled with were killers themselves These are the men who lead the crime families of America.I control 26,000 men. Except for dope, we operate in all aspectsof organized crime. And if there`s one thing I`m sure of,it`s that drugs destroy your mind and destroy your home.In the end it`ll only lead our country into ruin.[Ghostface Killah]We eat fish, tossed salads and make rap balladsThe biochemical slang lord`ll throw the arrows in the dope fiendVocal chords switch laser beams my triple sevensBroke the slot machines out in Queens, Grey Poupon is rebel on rapSmack on, swing like batons, most want niggas smoked like Hilshire FarmsCheck the gun we sew, underneath my shoe lies the tapThat attract bow-legged bitches with wide horse gapsIn steel mills iron he`ll smoke the blow on DunsYou run heroins, Primatine mist is afraid of my lungsTurn my channel, it`ll blow your whole bench off the panelLike 80 roman candles that backfired then slammed youEvery day is like a video shoot, check this shitI take you back to Playboy, stash guns and whipsPicture afro, big shish-ka-bobs and daishikis1000 civil marched blazed their fists in early sixties[Cappadonna]Now check this one, you must have been stupid to miss this one`Donna shogunnin` flip a ton of fashion Destination be the cash when I step past oneDon`t make me blast one, I`m cold like eskimo flowCappadonna stay chillin` take shots of penicillinClean out and let the steam out, she fiend to blow outBut I`m equipped with mad white, Morris The Rap got nine livesI`ll take a few hundred-thousand dollar dives and then I still never go downUntil the last round I shine, when RZA do his thing motherfucka, I`ma do mine[Raekwon the Chef]Now, where I come from cats be carryin` Marryin` drug moneyFuck up your wife, get four to life, claim we handlingMidtown niggers scramblin`, moving examine the fly shitPlus quick to buy shit Chef, yeah, you know the whole godsAsterick, Fidel Castro suits plus depositin` cash rule big timePlay it like Canadian wine, RZA `s the rhyme now, the sacredness ofone`s true mind Now let`s get colorful like money greenHigh roller coaster, Sosa, million dollar nigger roaster Yeah, GOD, be havin` my whole steez laced now let`s wrap our tapes, connect dotsaim Glocks train style, Figaro fly jewelTri-color Cubans swervin we`ll pow with Germans in Suburbans24 niggas with vests`s on, my own restaurantDons sendin` my sons membership formsThey still gettin` this paper scraperFake haters from Jamaica, wizards be passin like LakersAnd if you comin` from Lex, Lewis, Rich LiberaceFetus style and block your goals like hockey...