Raekwon - Ice Water - Raekwon lyrics

Intro: Ghostface k**er Tommy Hil' rockin ice n***az Tommy Hil' ice rockin n***az who f**... Mira, afrente Take a one on one to this sh** y'all (yeah) Get your nostrils clear (yeah) Come on, sniff your brains out All my Al Capone, Al Pacino n***az (yeah) Who's down with drug smuggling Cappadonna, Golden Arms Verse One: Ghostface k**er Yo, yo Check out the rap kingpin, the black Jesus I know a few n***az sniff coke, it cause seizures Peace to half-moon Caesars And all the b**hes in the bleachers Hot weather, s** on the beaches Jewelery shopping out of the country Deluxe luxury, people saying dem lock 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 throbbin, ready for robbin But first hit Maria's, for a bu*ter almond The bionic microphone is stacked mechanic Move like a bunch of Mexicans with bandanas Son, it's on so we can just Maximillion I got the spot sewn, so we can make a billy on it God's tropical Ladies call me black fruit punch Rainbow, flavored n***as murder n***as for lunch Peace to the Paris crew in the avenue, and my n***a Jay Love Who carries switch blades on the range roof Verse Two: 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 dawn of dumb, deaf and blind He ain't mine, he shook like the f*ggots on daytime Crossed over grain while we was bubblin moonshine Sippin on the Moet, laid up, Rae-Gambino Mastermind the plan, Tony Starks, Cappachino Develop while your head be swellin up all for the nation Blinded by the ice while I release the confrontation Dali holy fat bags of weed, ravioli Pasta, Bodyguard the k**a bee songs like Kevin Costner Infrared ball inside your bumba rasta Cappadonna pimped the derby like the mobster Interlude: Ghostface Yeah, yeah Eight spaghetti lame brain a** n***az Quarters, nickels, and dimes b**h Except for overtime n***a Any a** money should be fine Cause I'm coming strong, reaking n***as backs Keepin sh** real If you haven't noticed this crazy a** rusty, a** n***a Let me tell you this four times Tony Starks, Raekwon the chef Cappachino and Golden Arms Is comin through mad strong From the isles of Shaolin For all them f*ggot a** Rusty ticket-head b**hes too Shump shump baby Verse Three: Raekwon the Chef Yo back in the days, baggin crack, scrapin plates Flippin cakes to them heavy head n***az hatin Jakes It be us, all the war's soldiers, hangin in halls gettin over City n***az who for blood money rockin Rovers Stay dipped, don't have no money in your pocket In the streets while these people mark money in their Jeep Crack bums watch your back for jumps Caught before a fake twenty dollar bill Get em son, we ain't the one Politickin, purse vickin, sick of these Dominicans Eatin good, had to shoot my way up out of Bennigans That's life, to top it all off, beef for white Pullin bleach out tryin to throw it in my eyesight Yo what the f** was on yo mind?