Raekwon — This Is What It Comes Too

[Intro] Get the fuck up out the spot nigga Burn that nigga feet up man This nigga in here man Fuck this nigga doin' b Fat kid get washed off by fiends you wild ass Get this motherfuckin' giraffe ass nigga outta here man Sheep skin socks ass nigga right here b What the hell is goin' on man? Light that nigga feet up son, c'mon man [Verse 1] I done blacked out, no man is safe, ya' crew is cornered Why did you think you could step over me? I'm too enormous Plus I heard you an informant, call Bruce, tell em' roll out the plastic I'm about to catch a body on this No threat, khazer, I don't make those Soak my bullets in cyanide, so when they touch ya' that's a case closed Dime pieces I bag 'em, follow this pen scroll Hoes, I don't chase those, too much drama wit' em' That alone I don't have time for, I'm raw, fuck a bitch feelings I'm on some old goldie shit chillin' Business man baby, stay producin' them dollar signs Line for line I'm dope, don't mix me with Quinine When the spike hit em' they flat line, period One word to describe my grind, son, I'm serious Shank doctor with choppers, rainin' on ya militants Guns drawn, blowing out ya back ain't concealin' shit [Hook] This what it comes to, wild'n like a western Down in this concrete jungle, homie, hope you got ya vest on And ya weapon is oiled and don't jam, but if it do Leave ya through when it's time for that warfare This what it comes to, wild'n like a western Down in this concrete jungle, homie, hope you got ya vest on And ya weapon is oiled and don't jam, but if it do Leave ya through when it's time for that warfare [Verse 2] I'm nice, targets get hit whenever I squeeze Don status, get my dick sucked whenever I please Above the law break, beat cases, don't cop pleas I buy my cars, bet y'all niggas whips be leased I'm a wolf off the loose, somebody find his leash I'm a star, you a Starburst sweeter than fruit No kinda background, claimed killer, then who did you shoot? Must've imagined that, with your far-fetched raps Shit is real over here, til' we blast on Satan Take trips in and outta the country, turn dark clouds to sunny I'm livin' good, my paper got me comfy You in the hood talkin' bout you wanna war with me I get your projects shot down while your land lord sleep Now you in too deep, no turning back from your actions You a killer then show me, if not, then meet my savages The general, I'll have my goons tear up your establishment [Hook] This what it comes to, wild'n like a western Down in this concrete jungle, homie, hope you got ya vest on And ya weapon is oiled and don't jam, but if it do Leave ya through when it's time for that warfare This what it comes to, wild'n like a western Down in this concrete jungle, homie, hope you got ya vest on And ya weapon is oiled and don't jam, but if it do Leave ya through when it's time for that warfare