Raekwon - Power Lyrics
[raekwon]Take it off, sho nough kidTake it offWe gon take it from the east to the westTo the north to the southShow yall what its aboutDont make me throw no gun in your mouthYou know?How long is your cream? this long?Eh yo, his belt got karats in itSwift description, e-320 nigga pitchinRock a raw dinosaur chain, hang to his thingIts like, he pump isolated, still cashin in creamNiggas in the hood hate him, drew a vase of himBlaze em, he actin like shallah raisin himThis is hydrogen, son aint live as himHe like maguyver, chin 4 spies with himRoll relentless, desert that he hold is a gift wishShash the list, give his miss dickTechnique, operation: tech screamBet cream, them alligators jet like a vet swingNigga like nicolas cage with the gauge in your braids2 cannons thatll spray, rockin banana suedeSuck this drunk alcohol dick***** yall niggas with hitsWe bout to shit on yall shit[triflyn]Yall brothas wanna call us out?Name names, otherwise itd be the best to shut the ***** upGet pimp-smacked up, jacked up and macked upYoure scared and froze of bein exposedI own harlem, I bone harlem, call me the mayorIts my borough, you dont want no problemsIm on now, you dead pop, all jokes asideI ride the top, you glide the bottomPitfall, 5 foot 9, my dick, ballsShit yall, leave flat line to stick yoursWe flip off basic and brace it8 kills, 47 ways to taste itNever understand what you never been toldYou did your book bitin off of my scrollsWe hit man, colombo, coats and hats to matchBust off quick, and then, guns go back[superb]I move like arthur ash against god4 raquets, 8 balls and no practiceEvery cyphers a heated discussionThe industry was like a beat that needed precussionI brun the music, shit that make crews flipState that Im the illest, this is q.u. shitI used to heat-hole, now Im takin over like the repo*****es that roll, cee-lo thatll sniff a kiloWe went from franks and greens to shanks and beansNow we drive our navigators to banks in queensYall cant ***** around, your words aint rightEvery time I touch the mic, they say perb aint rightBut thats the truth though, doh, infact thats itWhen they drop this shit, Im gon cop that shitThe new star, you want me? Im at the juice barYall once hap niggas, give me 2 stars[chip banks]I heard what yall rappin about, but bring your stash outYou shouldnt throw rocks if you livin in glass houseSneak your weak shit at us, on the low thoughWhere these cats come from, speakin about poHe got cash to cop and Im crashin {*car crashing*}But half of yall cats just catchin up to rae last yearGot guns in the jungle, call em jurassicThe chrome, the steel, the 20-shot plasticWhile yall niggas cop jars, me and my niggas cop barsGettin head from rock starsWe blowin everything apart, Im smashin the chartsHow I see it? (yo, how you see it? )Chorus: raekwonEh yo, what you wanna be when you grow up?Yo, I wanna be a leaderSlow your speed up and stop tryin to be usSay somethin always, got a future? stay out the hallwaysAnd get yourself right, a 100 more ways[rhyme recca]Fly like iceberg, nice with verbs, precise wordsBently swerve, hit the curb, jump out, ***** back, spit outShut your block down, get out, criminal routeGangsta shit, cant talk now, gun in your mouthCream team killas, cacoon cats like caterpillarsGiant size gorillas, break niggas backs from the skrillaScratch, greenback track, feds berserkThats my word, disrespect recca, get what you deserveInferno, melt down mics, millionaire in my afterlifeBroke bread with christ on the last nightApocalypse, sleep with 4-5th, 2 clipsPassport, cellphone with the removable micro-chipSpecialist, 40-karat sicillian necklaceMatching bracelet, cream team crisp the basic
