Текст песни Raekwon f Inspectah Deck, Masta Killa - Musketeers of Pig Alley
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[Raekwon]Crack that pineapple openVision of break faces, gettin` money lay in the boatsGot big rifles, play the hood, ride Benz cyclesY`all mens are psycho, Killah Hill `ciplesMore fly generics, money make moves, forget itWe got this locked since nineteen-sevenSo many rods and weapons, ain`t no more reppin`sTake the shit back, faggot, we hate thatMeet the real, we lock the real, me/him lock the steelPop off, pull out, drop them billsI run with all real killas, all for realersNikes on, awesome gorillasWant more then kill `em, front war, reveal `emI want him stretched out, listen, he lost the buildin`All fly gangstas, more bankers, hundred wit` usWe ex-dust niggas, don`t even touch my drinkFuck around, get shanked, stabbed, shot and brokeYa` yolked and he blast-es through you in the faintAll my niggas get paint, yo what`s my name?Lexus Diamond, Ice Water Inc[Interlude: Masta Killa]Huh.. (uh-uh-uh-uh)Uh! Yeah!Once again in the motherfuckin` placeFix yo` motherfuckin` face, niggaYeah.. you know how we gets downMe and this mixo, we so.. we so tightLex Diamond sound, and uh.I bees the High Chief, Jamel AriefStraight from East MedinaAnd uh.. yo.. yeah!Yeah.. huh![Masta Killa]They started jammin` in the park, just after darkTwo turntables and their DJ scratchin`Words seemed to have an attraction when they rhymin`Hip-hop caused the guns to start sparkin`Temperature risin`Drape a nigga up with the ratchet, less talkin`Caught him on the `nard, bomb like a G. hardExplosion rocks the Promenade, I`m GodAnd he show and provin`, `knowledge how he movin`Smift as the wisdom, move from my gate in a drunken stateI wrote this degree, adjust ya eyes in the light so you could seeNever fall victim, dictate the fateLeave the bake for the snakeIf he take than I take his head without questionIn the one to fourteen check the Justice lessonNow uh![Interlude: Inspectah Deck]Uh! It`s the pineapple Daquiri fuckin` up ya mindstateYa heard? (Yeah) Spread the motherfuckin` wordYo![Inspectah Deck]I`m from where it`s real, niggas peal ya` orangeWe want enough bricks that we could build apartmentsI. General in the field of marksmenThe Bad Boys wit` me ain`t Will or MartinFeel what I`m droppin`, I spit the ill doctrineSpot him deep in the Killah Hill poppin`Two feet dug in the dirt, up to the skirtSpectator on the sideline lovin` the workAnd my team ain`t ya` average, CREAM we handle itFiends seekin` packages, beams and banana clipsFesto! If you wit` me, let`s go!The nymphos love me, X-O, X-OBoy listen hard, think twice before you get involvedWe hold the weight like cons in the prison yardThey call the riot squad, we live and in chargeY`all non-beleivers get reminded with scarsIt`s the pineapple, Rebel I. naturalFine wine hundred proof, spittin` mine at you(CHUH-PUGH! Nigga!)