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RAEKWON lyrics : "Knuckleheadz"

(feat. Ghostface Killer, U-God)

[Intro:]


[Raekwon]
One for you, one for me

Two for you, one-two for me
Three for you...
[Ghostface]

What? I'll smack $#&@ out ya
Smack fire out your $#&@in $$#, what the $#&@ you think this is man?
Get the $#&@ up outta here man

[Raekwon] So yo matter of fact, the man is back
[Ghostface] Think my head is madder than $#&@in fire
[Raekwon] %#@! aight, this ain't even enough burn right here

This ain't enough
[Ghostface] $#&@ it man
[Raekwon] We gonna shoot right over there

And yo them ^!$$%z got the big CREAM over there
So just chill
[Ghostface] So let's do this the $#&@ up, roll up like tropical kid

Don't play me like I got a flowerpot head kid
Just chill man
[Raekwon] On the real let's go get this money fast Son

I know how we gotta do this kid
[shots fire]
[Ghostface] Scrungy-head mother$#&@er


[Verse One: Raekwon the Chef]


Lay on the crime scene, sippin fine wines
Pullin nines on, UFO's, takin they fly clothes
They eyes closed, we gettin loot

No doubt, check the word of mouth, unheard about
Guns go off and now a murder bout
I'm out

My raps play the part like a Get Smart secret agent
in a maze and, styles blazin, Johnny Blaze and Tony Starks in a daze and
rhymin, my ^!$$% Lou Diamond will wrap it up

We like Meth to go and $#&@ with Noodles
Havin them poodles on the lockdown buyin me
Amarett-ahs, and chewables, stackin pharmecuetical

Rap ^!$$%z on dust and wools
Yo, I told you, some kill rob and fold
The gold's untold, $#&@ it it beats parole

So stroll marvelous, soul controller
of the whole globe, god damn I got it sewn
And yo, whattup pop, pop the suitcase high

And we can talk, you can walk out the $#&@in building
And get caught, save the fully inflatable
Rap relatable, drug relatable

^!$$%z here to play with you
A hundred dollar Rottweiler goes to spot sellers
Guns and glocks go to ^!$$%z who got props

on top, jail ^!$$%z get mad bigger
And yo, mail a guy about a hundred pictures
Word to momma, this rap wonderama team got drama

Comma, plus smoke realize !@!@&&
Chef may resign to boat across the Farasana
Immaculate plus all my guns so accurate

They get CREAM and the cuisine in Queens
I told you, money stated with the night beams, and two rings


Crazy fat, gettin ready to do this %#@!
[Ghostface] Sniff mad %#@! man, what the $#&@
[car peels and crashes]


[Verse Two: Ghostface Killer]


Who's the Knucklehead, wantin respect?
Chop his fingers in the drug game, money well known
Lead singer, humdinger, flash is the aftermath

Here's his photograph
Run up in his lab, take off the mask Chaz and think fast
Don't laugh, bag the cash, grab the hash, don't forget his stash

Grab the tear gas, and place it in his face fast
The full blast
...
Then skate to the next state
Further upstate, I heard they got crazy weight

Bagged up by the gates, in crates like disco breaks
Yo look out for Jakes, give it all it takes
Let's burn the place before we motivate
Yo Blake, ^!$$%z don't fink, rape his mate
if the (*##$ scream, for God's sake, grab the grey tape

It's by the plate, with the blow crushed up with the flakes
Killer snakes, four bodies found floatin in lakes
Drug related, paper talkin bout the kids who didn't make it
Hits without a trace, never seen the Big C Rae and Ghostface
Congratulations Chef, let's celebrate and sip an eighth


[Verse Three: U-God]

The rap scar is on rap chrome
Put it on seal it on, we're silicone

Spark it on your Talkathon
This rap phenomenon, to word is bond to the arms
Hit me on the hip and horns, rap chaperone
Scars tone, bar clones, war tones, raw tones
Blowin out the door, bones but
Your rap's fraudulent, float in these rap quarter inches

Reinforced with suspense, be on your rap sword defense
These microphone professional, sensational
Fully operational, I got !#$%Z here to play with you
You know the steez you know my whole program
Brothers from the No-Lands, all we want is the G's
guns and grams, livin fat like the Hoffa
Mafia, sippin eatin pastas

Layin in the house tellin the seeds about the sagas
Before we got Germanic and thoughts got sporadic
We grabbed golden tablets and quick guarded the Abbots
Slugs hit the belly put tones into the telly
Sucker tried to knock me out the box like skelly
I smoke the weed dreams I drop top two degrees
Honeydips spendin G's on nails and hair weave

The crime boss, takin no loss, excessive force
We can play the A-Train, back of the iron horse

Yo man, knahmsayin? $#&@ it man
[car squeels and crashes twice]

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