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Raekwon The Chef

Determination

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[Intro: Raekwon]I really don`t need to be *fuckin* wit ya right nowI need to movin` around in the air, circlin` ManhattanReal smooth[Raekwon]Here we go again son, black Harrison *Ford* on the runOne, beef in the field, it`s realHighly recommend shield, Lee rocks, still he rockGot the blue lazer, grill, like Martin *Scorcese*-ahJumpin outta limo`s, *expos*, black rentalsChasin *niggas* through the projects, polexMoseyin`, 15 of us, five trucksCrazy deluxe, bound by honor, *nigga* what?Tailin` us in boats and land, *40 caliber* in my handMade the left... Lex famSho enough what, *Hummer* craft lookin up, what?Kid the chipped out *flex* now I`m stuckBounced on him, public announcements say they want himAny ideas? Where he at? Cops want himChangin` the gear the same foot wearRunnin like a crook, yea, no love here*Fuck* yea, we up thereHad a little *drugs* there, they was therePass it kid, *Novacain* caught a slug thereHad it mastered in fleis-school, *nigga* go whip a planeDrivin land, map *shit* out, go to night schoolBronze star, feelin who we areHalf animal, whole lotta love, black GodStandin` front and center, from here to winterGrip the *splinter, shoot it sideways, nozzle on, pop-it*(nothin` but determination)Ready to hit somethin, pop *shit* wit somethinBlow *blimps* on the mad rubber grips, big lips on itRollin wit top rank medals, hands is like *Greg Neddles*Bright link, purple heart, swim bezzleHearin` the horn of Josh, movin` like the mossExecutive decision play largeCaught a blip on the radar, screen him outFightin` like like Julio *Cazar*, blaze y`allMay day, may day, chasin` me, CIA, KGB, FBI, DIA on they wayTrynna chase down the God, this Afro-African`ll lace ya[Chorus 3X: Raekwon]Nothin` but determination[Raekwon]Part two kid, establish brain power, truth didYo it`s realer than a *fuck* now, ain`t stupidTrash, three hundred thousand in cash, guerilla mashBrass this gat, TNT *niggas* on my *ass*Play for real, Lex will, I suggest stillClear my own *shit*, let the press ill, let`s billMake it to the UN, doin bout a thousand in the blue MFrogmen, 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`HearaThat old, *Louis McDarren*, see the waves through the mirrorSpot that, hop that, through the top backReady to lock somethin`, down for the cause, stop thatYou play the king, I play the *pawn*, who the king of the Swarm?You wrong, where`s the evidence, watch the *fire* armWit eternal affairs there, I knew I had little bits of loveHopin it`ll be fair, he watch me, heavy roxy sceneHe clean though, American *Cream* Team let him leaveSee the moral of the story, feelin` me likeMordon and Glory when they came for meHad fifty on the line, look at mine, all dressed downHandlin` nines, know the time

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