Songtext zu 'Raerocreality' von Raekwon The Chef

[Intro: Raekwon (Power)]
You know the half nigga (what what what what what what)
Turn me up Flint, turn me up (check it out, Shallah)
Can't never let me down, can you? (Yo Shallah!)
I'm so real, just wanna light up

[Raekwon]
Nine before on them niggas that ball, yo
We takin over, prosperity up on the kids shoulders
Start namin out networks, yo, my niggas do the legworks
Got castles in Europe wit dreds work
Start sellin out smoke shops, roast ya niggas on the spot
Incredibly graph it out, like black tops
Crawl on 'em, my legacy and style billboard 'em
You small order try to serve us, born on 'em
Niggas stack like countries, trees and lunch money's
Son, keys, wallabies, a nigga throw the lunch meat
Half of ya niggas is dumb, not even knowin where it come from
Ya niggas dumb, filled wit ripe crumbs
Came to the session, glow florescent
Start lightin adolesence, teach these niggas outta depression
Hope ya feel me, feel me when the top of the charts is filthy
Yea, that's Raerocreality

[Interlude]
Ooh, bring it on nigga, what it be
What is it called? Raerocreality
Ooh, yea nigga, it's right to keep ya head

[Raekwon]
Yo, paragraph two of this shit
Hilarious, dope Carrey-is, various raps to flow master ya
Technition, verbalous, reppin, which words the murderous
Slang like slurs, the herbs is the journalist
Speak about new heights and frontiers
Play the long years, have kids in the stairs, stocks and shares
What, the shit, gravy when he made me
The beat had me kidnapped, locked in HTM in Haiti
Sky blue aircrafts, rafts, in Alaska eatin crabs
Three hundred and fifty thousand cash
Louie bags, take mines, take shines
Let me see how you accumulate lines, he hog it when he hate mine
This the imperialist, poison dark flow
Like a venerian kiss, who wanna go, yo, come up
We waitin impatience, it'll be here, right here
The belt layin in the spaceship

[Interlude]
What is it called? Raerocreality
Ooh, what is it called? Raerocreality
Ooh, what is it called? Raerocreality
Raerocreality

[Raekwon]
Yo, yo, the tailor made, king of New York, design ya walk
Blow the cape off, they won't let us in, spend the day off
I just homigly bless you, suggest decimals now
Divide 'em and rhyme, contain vegetables
Blow through projects and objects
Read 'em like concepts, get stomped to death, they be on next
Floatin, gloatin, hopin they be scopin
But I'm still out in the open, John Gotti style jokin
Suited out, gray flannel on the camel post suited out
Platinum reports, son, but mute it out
Still might upscale and rule the sale
Six hundred whale rock from bell, and still roll a big L
Fasionation tape like Matrix, opposite of xxx flicks
Stay in the mix, wit flamin hits

[Outro: Raekwon (Power)]
Chill nigga chill, this nigga work money right here
(Nigga's done fucked up) That's my nigga, aiyo, aiyo
(God is on ya niggas, ya families ain't even gonna eat) uptight
(Ya done fucked up, straight business) I don't give a fuck
(The nigga darked up on ya niggas heads) You don't know who the illest
(When I tell you y'all fucked up, ya fucked up, it's fucked up)
Yeah fill me, take what I'm sayin up in ya june nigga
I seen your kind before, I seen how niggas is now
(Ya niggas ain't gonna wanna see the dark face
Ya ain't gon be able to look at 'em, ya niggas fucked up)
See what I'm sayin, what? Wu-Tang nigga
(Ya niggas ain't shinin no more, ya niggas want war
We bringin it to a muthafucka door, it's on, it's poppin
We come to eat, A.C.T. is for real, ya niggas, ya can't even xxxxxx breath no
more
Don't even breath without us) North south east and west
(Kidnap a nigga's mutha and all that, xxxx that, it's real)
You know the rules nigga, straight up
Big nigga shit, keep ya backs strong and silent
That's right (Don't even look our way, xxxx that, don't look at me)
Come on, we are family, straight up (My team is authentic)
Yea yea yea, fix ya hat, fix ya hat (It's real)
That's right, that's right, that's right
(The God is back y'all) It's all money here, it's yours right here
Hold that, hold that, hold that right there