Raekwon - Knuckleheadz Lyrics
Intro:[raekwon]One for you, one for meTwo for you, one-two for meThree for you...[ghostface]What? Ill smack ***** out yaSmack fire out your *****in ass, 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] shit aight, this aint even enough burn right hereThis aint enough[ghostface] ***** it man[raekwon] we gonna shoot right over thereAnd yo them niggaz got the big cream over thereSo just chill[ghostface] so lets do this the ***** up, roll up like tropical kidDont play me like I got a flowerpot head kidJust chill man[raekwon] on the real lets go get this money fast sonI know how we gotta do this kid*shots fire*[ghostface] scrungy-head mother*****erVerse one: raekwon the chefLay on the crime scene, sippin fine winesPullin nines on, ufos, takin they fly clothesThey eyes closed, we gettin lootNo doubt, check the word of mouth, unheard aboutGuns go off and now a murder boutIm outMy raps play the part like a get smart secret agentIn a maze and, styles blazin, johnny blaze and tony starks in a daze andRhymin, my nigga lou diamond will wrap it upWe like meth to go and ***** with noodlesHavin them poodles on the lockdown buyin meAmarett-ahs, and chewables, stackin pharmecueticalRap niggaz on dust and woolsYo, I told you, some kill rob and foldThe golds untold, ***** it it beats paroleSo stroll marvelous, soul controllerOf the whole globe, God damn I got it sewnAnd yo, whattup pop, pop the suitcase highAnd we can talk, you can walk out the *****in buildingAnd get caught, save the fully inflatableRap relatable, drug relatableNiggaz here to play with youA hundred dollar rottweiler goes to spot sellersGuns and glocks go to niggaz who got propsOn top, jail niggaz get mad biggerAnd yo, mail a guy about a hundred picturesWord to momma, this rap wonderama team got dramaComma, plus smoke realize marijuanaChef may resign to boat across the farasanaImmaculate plus all my guns so accurateThey get cream and the cuisine in queensI told you, money stated with the night beams, and two ringsCrazy fat, gettin ready to do this shit[ghostface] sniff mad shit man, what the ******car peels and crashes*Verse two: ghostface killerWhos the knucklehead, wantin respect?Chop his fingers in the drug game, money well knownLead singer, humdinger, flash is the aftermathHeres his photographRun up in his lab, take off the mask chaz and think fastDont laugh, bag the cash, grab the hash, dont forget his stashGrab the tear gas, and place it in his face fastThe full blast...Then skate to the next stateFurther upstate, I heard they got crazy weightBagged up by the gates, in crates like disco breaksYo look out for jakes, give it all it takesLets burn the place before we motivateYo blake, niggaz dont fink, rape his mateIf the ***** scream, for gods sake, grab the grey tapeIts by the plate, with the blow crushed up with the flakesKiller snakes, four bodies found floatin in lakesDrug related, paper talkin bout the kids who didnt make itHits without a trace, never seen the big c rae and ghostfaceCongratulations chef, lets celebrate and sip an eighthVerse three: u-godThe rap scar is on rap chromePut it on seal it on, were siliconeSpark it on your talkathonThis rap phenomenon, to word is bond to the armsHit me on the hip and horns, rap chaperoneScars tone, bar clones, war tones, raw tonesBlowin out the door, bones butYour raps fraudulent, float in these rap quarter inchesReinforced with suspense, be on your rap sword defenseThese microphone professional, sensationalFully operational, I got niggaz here to play with youYou know the steez you know my whole programBrothers from the no-lands, all we want is the gsGuns and grams, livin fat like the hoffaMafia, sippin eatin pastasLayin in the house tellin the seeds about the sagasBefore we got germanic and thoughts got sporadicWe grabbed golden tablets and quick guarded the abbotsSlugs hit the belly put tones into the tellySucker tried to knock me out the box like skellyI smoke the weed dreams I drop top two degreesHoneydips spendin gs on nails and hair weaveThe crime boss, takin no loss, excessive forceWe can play the a-train, back of the iron horseYo man, knahmsayin? ***** it man*car squeels and crashes twice*
