Raekwon — Rainy Dayz Remix

[Intro: Raekwon] Doin' this for 1996 Revolution is a trick, be aware [Verse 1: Raekwon] Yo, yo, yo I run with rich rap cats who run corners They run through alleys, navy blue Bally's at the grand finale Still in all, currency catches the eye of the youth One time, play it on three corners of the roof So we accept that, jettin' at nights Don't ever wet that, drop the G-pack How will I eat, black? And brothers, flexin' labels like cables White Sables, pressin' up, tryin' to make a debut Hard times, when the God rhyme, I'm aimin' mines 'Cause he playin' mines But we ain't related 'cause he raided mine They see me lampin' up in 850's With 360's, blowin' like 160, sellin' fifties Due to the wicked, dice should never lie Now that's a damn lie, movin' on standby, man, why? The game, I mentally tear down the brain Half of us are feelin' pain, big boy, let it rain I guess my whole team is marvelous Street life novelist, let it rain, dun, swallow this [Hook x2: Raekwon] You know how to love me, makes me feel so good [Verse 2: Raekwon] Yo, Guess down, a crazy new pair just for the new year Wavy hair, plus we get much 'cause we on the air Cristal wildin', my medallion stylin', it's like City Island Relax, kid, while shorty profilin' Until then, we gotta bend with the wind Plus build again, writin' my friends, sendin' 'em line Timbs I'm tired of robberies, pornography Throw a pair of Wally's on post for live nigga photography [Hook] [Verse 3: Ghostface Killah] Yo, yo, check out the hearsay, fake niggas rockin' the toupee Frontin' on me and Chef, yo, it's dog day Afternoon, I'm blowin' up your weak platoon Leave you helpless, screamin' from all types of wounds I be the expert, blowin' like a firework Convertin' concepts that will nerve-wreck in concert 'Cause I write, and blast and slash your whole level I'm hosed, I be challengin' pros for gold medals Whatever, still remain sturdy like a leather On Fridays, get your fresh fade from Mo' Better Represent, my lifestyle is in like Flynn Militant, the God's shit is very masculine Mad tough, major bless stuff with nuff said Ex-dusthead, now I'm puttin' heads to bed Call me a legend, flexin' with the style of old Carryin' loads of loot, mad rich, buryin' gold Sabotage, thoughts of livin' large any day now The Land to satisfy the whole garage Back to the morrow, soon to make a novel Born to be sellin' like Marvel Comic books for my survival Beware, I'm hittin' like a snare from the Delphonics Crushin' niggas, I be blowin' like economics What's the... you're fuckin' with a deadly era No fat, niggas be jettin' when they face terror [Hook x2]