Fish-Ghostface Killah/Raekwon/Cappadonna

[00:00.000] 作词 : Dennis Coles/Corey Woods/Darryl Hill/DeVon Harris [00:00.092] 作曲 : Dennis Coles/Corey Woods/Darryl Hill/DeVon Harris [00:00.185]Ayo [00:01.395]You know, they're killers themselves [00:05.391]Hey, hey, hey, forty-six hundred in there, duke [00:08.390]How you want it? How you want it? [00:10.394]How you want it? Stop that, stop that [00:12.634]These are the men who lead the crime families of America [00:16.643]I control 26,000 men [00:18.640]Except for dope, we operate in all aspects of organized crime [00:22.888]And if there's one thing I'm sure of [00:24.888]It's that drugs destroy your mind and destroy your home [00:28.641]In the end, it'll only lead our country into ruin [00:51.297]We eat fish, toss salads and make rap ballads [00:54.048]The biochemical slanglord'll throw the arrows [00:56.793]In the dope fiend, vocal cords switch laser beams [00:59.537]My triple sevens broke the slot machines out in Queens [01:02.306]Grey Poupon is Revlon rap, smack pawns, swing like batons [01:05.784]Most my niggas smoke like Hillshire Farms [01:08.043]Check the gummy sole, underneath my shoe lies the tap [01:10.544]That attract bow-legged bitches with wide horse gaps [01:13.543]In steel mills I inhale smoke to blow on duns [01:16.042]You run errands, Primatene Mist is afraid of my lungs [01:19.044]Turn my channel, it'll blow your whole bench off the panel [01:21.780]Like eighty roman candles that backfired then slammed you [01:24.796]Every day is like a video shoot, check this shit [01:27.555]I take it back to Playboy, stash guns in whips [01:30.288]Picture afro picks, shish kabobs and dashikis [01:33.241]Thousands civil marched, raised their fists in early sixties [01:35.982]Now check this one, you must have been stupid to miss this one [01:38.736]Donna shogun and flip a ton of fashion [01:41.486]Destination be the cash one, I step past one [01:43.993]Don't make me blast one, I'm cold like Eskimo floe [01:46.987]Cappa-villain stay chillin', take shots of penicillin [01:49.987]Clean out and let the steam out, she fiend to blow out [01:52.488]But I'm equipped with mad white, Morris The Rat got nine lives [01:55.495]I'll take a few hundred thousand dollar dives [01:58.207]And then I still never go down, until the last round I shine [02:00.952]When RZA do his thing mother****er, I'ma do mine [02:03.949]Now, where I come from cats be carrying [02:06.447]Marrying drug money, **** up your wife, get four to life [02:09.446]Cream we handling, Midtown niggas scrambling [02:12.199]Move and examine the fly shit, plus quick to buy shit [02:14.949]Chef, yeah, you know the whole god's astral [02:17.695]Fidel Castro suits, plus depositing cash rule [02:20.707]Big time, play it like Canadian wine [02:22.948]RZA's divine now, the sacredness of one's true mind [02:25.949]Now let's get colorful like money-green [02:28.445]High roller coaster, Sosa, million dollar nigga roaster [02:31.699]Yeah, god, be having my whole steez laced [02:34.198]Now let's rap a taste, connect dots, aim Glocks, train stop [02:37.445]Figaro fly jewelin', tri-color Cubans [02:40.657]Swerving with power Germans and Suburbans [02:42.921]Twenty-four niggas with vests on, my own restaurant [02:46.340]Dons sending my sons membership forms [02:48.857]And still getting this paper scraper [02:51.097]Fake gators from Jamaica, wizzes be passing like Lakers [02:54.603]And it be coming from Lex Louis Rich Liberace [02:57.347]Fetus style and block ya goals like hockey