[Intro: Ghostface]
Tommy Hill rocking ice n***as
Tommy Hill ice rocking n***as who f**...
Mira, afrente
Take a one on one to this sh** y'all
Get your nostrils clear
Come on, sniff your brains out
All my Al Capone, Al Pacino n***as
Who's down with drug smuggling
Cappadonna, Golden Arms
[Verse 1: Ghostface]
Check out the rap kingpin, the black Jesus
I know a few n***as sniff coke and caught seizures
Peace to half-moon Caesars, and all the b**hes in the bleachers
Hot weather, s** on the beaches
Jewelry shopping out of the country, deluxe luxury
People saying that my chains look truck on me
But what about the Wonder Woman bracelet
Two-oh point three diamond cut engraved rubies kid, I laced it
My sweet tooth gotta n***a throbbing, ready for robbing
But first hit Maria's for a bu*ter almond
The bionic microphone is Smack Mechanic
Move like a bunch of Mexicans with bandanas
Son it's on, so we can just max a million
I got the spot sewn so we can make a billion
The God's tropical, ladies call me black fruit punch
Rainbow flavor n***as murder n***as for lunch
Peace to the Paris Crew in the avenue, and my n***a Jay Love
Who carry switchblades on the reg, duke
[Verse 2: Cappadonna]
Yo, the first branch, the third leaf, whoever want it got beef
I politic, show love, crush those who dare creep
Into my realm of sunshine I praise divine
Fine line between Donna dumb, deaf and blind
He ain't mine, he shook like the f*ggots in daytime
Crossed over grain while we was bubbling moonshine
Sipping on a Moet, laid up, Rae-Gambino
Mastermind the plan, Tony Starks, Cappachino
Developed while your head be swelling up off of the Nation
Blinded by the ice while I release the confrontation
Donna holy fat bags of weed, ravioli
Pasta, bodyguard the k**a bee songs like Kevin Costner
Infra-red all inside your bumbo, rasta
Cappadonna pimp the derby like the mobster
[Interlude: Big Un]
Yeah, yeah
Eight spaghetti lame brain a** n***as
Quarters, nickels, and dimes b**h
Except for overtime n***a
Any a** money suit me fine
Cause I'm coming strong, breaking n***as backs
Keeping sh** real
If you haven't noticed b**hy a** rusty, a** n***a
Let me tell you this one time
Tony Starks, Raekwon the chef
Cappachino and Golden Arms
Is coming through mad strong
From the isles of Shaolin
For all them f*ggot a**
Rusty chickenhead b**hes too
Shup Shup baby?
[Verse 3: Raekwon]
Yo back in the days, bagging cracks, scraping plates, flipping cakes
Who them heavy head n***as hating Jakes
It be us, wall to wall soldiers, hanging in halls getting over
City n***as shoot for blood money rocking Rovers
Stay dipped, don't have no money in your pocket in the streets
Why these people mob money in they Jeep
Crack bums watch your back for jums
Cost me for a fake twenty dollar bill
Get 'em son, we ain't the one
Politicking, plus vicking, sick of these Dominicans
Eating good, had to shoot my way up out of Bennigans
That's life, to top it all off, beef with White
Pulling bleach out trying to throw it in my eyesight
Yo what the f** is on your mind?