Raekwon — Criminology

[Intro: Sample + Raekwon] I told you a long time ago, you fucking little monkey, not to fuck me Ayy, ayy, who the fuck you think you talkin' to, huh? You wanna fuck with— Who the fuck you think I am, your fuckin' bellboy? D'you wanna go to war? D'you wanna go to war? We'll take you to war, okay? (Coming up on half a mil, we build) For real, y'all Takin' you on another one, son Uh, Julio Iglesias Makin' C.R.E.A.M. like that nigga [Verse 1: Ghostface Killah] Yo, (Blaow) first of all, son, peep the arson Many brothers I be sparkin' and bustin' mad light inside the dark Call me dough snatcher, just the brother for the rapture I hang glide, holdin' on strong, hard to capture Extravagant, RZA bake the track and it's militant Then I react like a convict and start killin' shit It's manifested, the gods work like appliances Dealin' in my cypher I revolve around sciences The 9th chamber, leave you trapped inside my hallway You try to flee but you got smoked up by the doorway (Blaow) No question, I send your ass back right to the essence Your whole frame is smothered in dirt, now how you restin'? While I'll be trapped by sounds, locked behind loops Throwin' niggas off airplanes 'cause cash rules (Cash rules) Everything around me, black, as you can see Swallow this murder one verse like god degree Then analyze my soundtrack for satisfaction You adapt like a flashback, chain reaction (Lace them niggas, son) [Verse 2: Raekwon] AK's black, bust back like seventy MACs I'm all that, street niggas knowin' my steez, black Ron G, you know he coincide with me, see Marvelous menace for society But anyway, let's toast, champagne thoughts with Ghost I max the most shotguns through the nose Fuck rap, hip-hop put me on top 'Lo wears and Tommy Hil' fly shit with a knot The witty unpredictable live shit, drive-by shit Do-or-die shit, I'll take your lye and shit And then you know I'm runnin' through the penal Foul, fall through, child was wild The old lady snitched, but fuck it, you know what? One love, kid, no, I'm not doin' a bid Too much to get, for what, 'cause six niggas got stuck And the nigga chain was truck? Yo, fuck that, criminology rap, sneakers stay Jet-black floatin' in the flyest Ac', nigga (Bring it, yeah) [Outro: Raekwon] Much love go to New York City All my Tommy Hil', ice-rockin' niggas