Raekwon - History lyrics

It's all about history man Turn it up We school y'all young folks man Y'all need to know what time it is Turn it up son Let me add on this sh** Hear the horns n***a Hear that trumpet man Let's go back to day one This some edumacation Aiyo It's like 'Once Upon a Time in America', the pick pocket era The Gucci loafers, old nigas in holes up Violent young k**ers who've got jobs And grown n***as wanna test us and get dressed up, we vest up Polo gowns for b**hes, rich n***as hooded clowns played my sh**, get strength, come pulling down my poster, it meant police post up If Chef come back they let out Sosa Yo, you know the dilly, who willies, we night time k**ies of colleagues who used to smoke c**aine broccolis Fans of old school n***as, we rose 2Pac and paying for him Might hit the gun range on him Yo, all of us kings men, we blings the Ming M Made that choice, so stay back, this how the team win Who you think is wrong? Breathe as Indians, one leader One mad can take on an whole army, I know Cheeber Back to the kitchen with the baking soda, he ain't throw up Lax in them buildings, I max while I bailed Yo, post Avenue vet, repped them corners yo It's like a Goines novels, you can bet I'm coigning coins Follow the path, it's real and it's hardbody Soon as the Purple Tape come I'm doing hard copy And it's with some whities, yeah my favourite is Jay Leno Yeah Rae you living out the project windows, yo I make my own Casadias, cats catching me in Barrakee or Columbia, honey named Jiah Poppy, these industry n***as is soft Let a n***a puts his hand on you when busting off the wall Fall back to the labba, the dynasty where my grimies be We gonna stay grinding till the age ninety