Raekwon Knowledge God Lyrics

[Intro: Raekwon, Ghostface]
*sniff* *drumbeat* *long sniff*
Plug, *sniff* word yo
*snort* word yo, *s-snort* YouknowhatI'msayin?
*sniff* You know, you know we had the baddest m_________in
*long sniff* unit back in the days, kid!
(No doubt, no doubt, I know that Son, I know that)
You know that, you know what I'm sayin?
I miss all my n____z, though, believe me
And I'll never forget none of them
(Word up, word up)
Stovetop, Roofside, you know what I'm sayin
I had these m_________in, all these wild-a__ n____z man
You know what I'm sayin, LB?
(Yeah yeah yeah yeah)
s___ is wild overall, youknowhatI'msayin God?
(Yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Word up, youknowhatI'msayin?
(You know how we do, word up)
So you let my s___ go on the count of three, though
YouknowhatI'msayin?

[Raekwon]
Fake n____z throw s___ in they drinks
Club nights we s_____ linx politic, Africans and c____s
While World of Sport n____z snort c__e by the seconds
n____z projects filled with fiends injectin
Morphine, the God seen more CREAM, and upstate
Cousin Reek, almost got hit with fourteen
Chill Pah, the God'll be a Star when you come home
Light bones and let you rock my 3G stone
So, see cousin, yo I was workin, cats I'm jerkin
And uptown these n____z actin like they hurtin
Keys twenty-four a brick
Columbians be on some bullshit, that's why Poppy got hit
Stay tuned, word up, I hope to see you in June
By the way, I seen your b____, she was up in this cat's room
Skeyed up, weed the f___ up, to top it off
look beat up, with two crack fiends huggin your seed up
I took care of that, though, but don't worry bout it
I got your back though.

[Chorus:]
Yo why's my n____s always yellin that broke s___
Let's get money Son, now you wanna smoke s___
Chill God, yo the Son don't chill Allah
What's today's mathematic Son? Knowledge God

Fly like cashmere, last year, my team caught bodies in Gravesmere
Hit a store owner named Mike Lavonia
Italiano, slanted-eyed bangin them fat Milano
Selling c__e right out the bottle
Sometime, a n____ brought nines to test with minds
Crazy peace, buying keys in Greece
Was a rich n____, picture the n____ without dope figures
Condo with his chick, rockin a gold Vigor
Mafia flicks, tyin up tricks was his main hobby
Teachin his seed, Wu-Tang karate
Mixin drinks in clubs, hairy chest with many minks
Night time rollin with spics
Extra live, he claimed he couldn't die, top rank
Sixteen shots in his fishtank
And his pet piranha, he named him marijuana
Smokin ganja, callin his weed paisandra
Claimin New York was ancient Babylon
Where the sky stayed the color of grey, like her-on
I can't front though, truck loads of indo
Soon to blow slow, his a__ is out now, tally-hoe.

[Chorus X3]

{*pause*}

[Outro:]
Yeah uh huh, uh huh, Miami n____z
Word up, show your love
Yeah y'all, yeah y'all, yeah
Word up, London, Europe, Africa
Word up, the fifty-two states, yeah
Catch me later, word up, yeah, yeah
About to make moves and slide like grease
Moves and slide like grease
Moves...