(feat. Capone, Polite, Sheek Louch)

[Intro: Capone]

I just had to say that right there Rae
I just have to say you my ^!$$%, understand?
It don't get no realer than this, man

Let's slow the $#&@ down
You gettin' like a hundred worth for real, man


[Hook x2: Polite]
Eh yo thug ^!$$%s know the code, lock and load
Hit 'em in the head, watch a ^!$$% brain explode

Yo from Y.O. to Q.B. they bang this %#@!
Shaolin boys they bang them fifths


[Intro continues overlapped by Chorus]
$#&@in' cops ain't paid up nothin'
Yo you know we shoot you down, man

Ice Water Inc., yeah! Territory, ^!$$%
Millitainment, Y.O
Yeah, yeah

Yeah yeah eh yo

[Capone]

Eh yo late night, candle light, fiend with a crackpipe
It's only right, feelin' higher than an airplane, right?
I'm tryin' to get this money, right? So I move cautiously

You more frauds, you see? I'ma live bossy
Way out on Fantasy Island with Mr. Roth, B
I gotta play the ghetto, everyday the hood endorse me (Q.B.)

I'm destined for triple, left hand crook and the right hand fury
Will block the shots, that's simple, I dented a tomb for style
A toast to the death of my foes, respect violence, the criminal codes

Hammer smack a ^!$$% out his five senses
Leave him dumb, deaf and blind, I ride on rinses
Interest so tight, strobe lights follow my grace

Bang bullets by the gates, might hollow ya face
Me and Chef smark massive murder, kill 'em!
I scramble anywhere in Shaolin, right in Castalano buildin'


[Chorus x2: Polite w/o "Eh yo" second time]
Eh yo real ^!$$%s get up, live ^!$$%s, what up?

We don't give a fiduck, you !@$)gots'll get hit up
Q.B., what up? Y.O., what up?
Shaolin get up or get yo' $$# hit up!


[Sheek Louch]
Eh yo I'm a mother$#&@in' ^!$$% Wit an Attitude

Heavy gun play, @@#! back, ^!$$%s is screwed
Stomach wounds make it hard for you to swallow ya food
Throwin' Purple Tape off for me to get in the mood

Sheek Louch, who $#&@in' wit' that kid?
I'm sick in the head, they need to make a throwback straight jacket
White tee on, a light G. on

These (*##$es you wife and the God try pee on
I don't care if it's a gram or brick
I'ma make it sell, get off my dick

Pump or the Desert E., take your pick
Money too long, the case won't stick
D-Block ^!$$%s $#&@ with Rae

^!$$% act hard and get hit up in the middle of day
Tough guys and all that but I know that you pay
And I don't give a $#&@, ^!$$%s better watch what they say


[Chorus x2]


[Raekwon]
Body specialist, full cam F50 with vans
A pull up, do it to ya mans, yo scrams

If you take ^!$$%s ears, ^!$$%s ain't really queers
Listen, it's grown men in the town, ^!$$%s is their's
Fluck ^!$$%s, I cut ^!$$%s, stuck ^!$$%s

Come up, pluck ^!$$%s, pop ^!$$%s in chucks, it's business
You in this? We non-shoulder style, son, relentless
They four lettered me Chef, ^!$$% get down

Drop you, piss on you, get this, it's official on you
Yo twist the clips hits, this was on you
I'm just a business head ridin' with visual
Don't force me to put out ya head
One for the money, two for the crime round up

Peep it, all major ^!$$%s holdin' they ground, get up
Let's form an army millenia, Ice Water!
From Q.B. to Y.O. with Shaolin, I'm feelin' you

[Chorus x2]


[Break x4: Raekwon singing]
We gon' ride for our team
My ^!$$%s'll kill you


[Outro over break: Polite]
For the team, ^!$$%
My ^!$$%s kill you, ^!$$%
Y'all ^!$$%s want war? ^!$$% pop up!
Yeah ride for ya mother$#&@in' team, ^!$$%

Death before dishonor, you heard me?
The mother$#&@in' Lex Diamond Story
Y'all ^!$$%s better wake the $#&@ up!
Yeah, Ice Water Inc., you heard me?
D-Block, what up?
Pain, time and glory, word, you heard?

Yeah, yeah.. my ^!$$%s'll kill you, ^!$$%!
(*##$-ass ^!$$%s!