lirik lagu raekwon – knowledge god
plug, word yo
i’m sayin’?
know, you know we had the baddest
motherf-ckin’ unit back in the days, kid
you know that?
you know what i’m sayin’?
i miss all my n-gg-s though believe me
and i’ll never forget none of ’em
stovetop, roofside, you know what i say
i had these motherf-ckin’, all these wild–ss n-gg-s man
you know what i say, lb?
sh-t is wild overall, you know what i’m sayin’, god?
word up, you know what i’m sayin’?
so you let my sh-t go on the count of three, though
you know what i’m sayin’?
fake n-gg-s throw sh-t in they drinks
club nights we sn-tch linx politic, africans and ch-nks
while world of sport n-gg-s snort c-ke by the seconds
n-gg-s projects filled with fiends injectin’
morphine, the god seen more cream and upstate
cousin reek, almost got hit with fourteen’
chill pah, the god’ll be a star when you come home
light bones and let you rock my 3g stone
so see cousin, yo, i was workin’, cats i’m jerkin’
and uptown these n-gg-s actin’ like they hurtin’, keys twenty-four a brick
columbians be on some bullsh-t, that’s why poppy got hit
stay tuned, word up, i hope to see you in june
by the way, i seen your b-tch, she was up in this cat’s room
skeyed up, weed the f-ck up, to top it off
look beat up, with two crack fiends huggin’ your seed up
i took care of that, though, but don’t worry ’bout it, i got your back though
yo, why’s my n-gg-s always yellin’ that broke sh-t
let’s get moneys son, now you wanna smoke sh-t
chill god, yo, the son don’t chill allah
what’s today’s mathematic son, knowledge god
fly like cashmere, last year, my team caught bodies in gravesmere
hit a store owner named mike lavonia
italiano, slanted-eyed bangin’ them fat milano
selling c-ke right out the bottle
sometime, a n-gg- brought nines to test with minds
crazy peace, buying keys in greece
was a rich n-gg-, picture the n-gg- without dope figures
condo with his chick, rockin’ the gold vigor
mafia flicks, tyin’ up tricks was his main hobby
teachin’ his seed, wu-tang karate
mixin’ drinks in clubs, hairy chest with many minks
night time rollin’ with spics
extra live, he claimed he couldn’t die, top rank
sixteen shots in his fist to bank
and his pet piranha, he named him marijuana
smokin’ ganja, callin’ his weed paisandra
claimin’ new york was ancient babylon
where the sky stayed the color of grey, like her-on
i can’t front though, truck loads of indo
soon to blow slow, his -ss is out now, tally-hoe
yo, why’s my n-gg-s always yellin’ that broke sh-t
let’s get moneys son, now you wanna smoke sh-t
chill god, yo, the son don’t chill allah
what’s today’s mathematic son, knowledge god
why’s my n-gg-s always yellin’ that broke sh-t
let’s get moneys son, now you wanna smoke sh-t
chill god, yo, the son don’t chill allah
what’s today’s mathematic son, knowledge god
yo, why’s my n-gg-s always yellin’ that broke sh-t
let’s get moneys son, now you wanna smoke sh-t
chill god, yo, the son don’t chill allah
what’s today’s mathematic son, knowledge god
yeah, uh huh, uh huh, miami n-gg-s
word up, show your love
yeah y’all, yeah y’all, yeah
word up, london, europe, africa
word up, the fifty-two states, yeah
catch me later, word up, yeah, yeah
about to make moves and slide like grease
moves and slide like grease
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