Raekwon - Where You At Lyrics
[Intro: Raekwon]Let's go, kid[Raekwon:]Something's in the attic, drugs on me, thugs gettin'Bubbly, let's pop, surround the block, looking lovelyExtra nine glindin' on me, women who barely know meSwarm me, faggots try to front, blow meAiyo, I'm from the soul bluntly, we in them H2's coolin'Want me, try to kill a kid, bring your countrySon's nice with rifles, white fools, white dudesJumpin' out, fed jackets, dare you to bump meA glow like Willie Bostic, I do the knifework job, yeahRappers sprint, clap 'em, this is our 'jectsWho taught ya'll niggas, it was the kid with the tarantulaTinted up, extortin' ya'll monthlyCrabs in a bucket, rap, ***** it, yo, go get your handgunI'd rather shoot yo' ass in public, you ain't a Air Force bossYou a hoster, frontin' like me on your posterNow ya'll niggas *****in' with my onesWe need to battle for cattle, acts, boats, art and craftsScalpals, thumb rings, dick, be careful*****in' with Staten Island's heartlessSon of all flames, God guard frames, catch me with the Starks kidThe authentic Ghost, we on the golf course, with rentin' boatsEagles on, feastin' with bigger GOATsCome take it in blood, dare any thug to re-upWhat, we gon' keep it on the hush[Chorus: x4]In the clubs, where you at?In the clubs, where you at?Open paperchasing, on the low getting trapped[Raekwon:]Aiyo, drove into the water like bait, the ocean was darkThe moon lit, swimmin' to the bottom to get to the sinkWe on niggas, and we comin' boy, talk with ya gunMe, I'm ready, and I'm ready with cake, yeaFlawless, more powerful horses, the kid flow nauciousEverybody gettin' weeded, we all for thisArmored tank style, moving in ranksHundred that'll rock for me, still kill you, over your men *****Skiing in Alaska, half the man, half CasperRunnin' with wolves, the bulls look nastierSilencer, each is thee least, will kill on EasterYa'll gon' get it, wait til we get creased upNothin' but, rapid fire, livewire, brand new treesBurn 'em up, they respectin' your street, cousinWe gon' bring it to every label, pay attention, ya'llCuban is back, now put that on a glass table[Chorus x4]