[00:00.000] 作词 : Corey Woods/C. Smith/Darryl Hill/DeVon Harris[00:00.360] 作曲 : Corey Woods/C. Smith/Darryl Hill/DeVon Harris[00:00.720] Raekwon: Let's get it on Kokomo[00:04.406] John John Blazeini, Donna J-Bird[00:12.124] Another Persian legacy[00:14.246] (Method Man: The Iron Lung)[00:17.439] [00:17.912] Yo yeah, yeah, yo, yo[00:20.135] Dart throwing, yo aimin' at your nostril, Aéropostale[00:23.324] Sword rockin' halibut steak we choppin'[00:25.480] Mili-tia, eight to nine generals at one time[00:28.097] Fine we blend wine, go beyond one line[00:30.605] Spot the snakeskin, Dunn was scaley[00:32.522] Chopped his head off fuhrilly, sit back, crack the Bailey's[00:35.554] Wetter than white milk, grab the quilt - that's the heater[00:38.375] My nigga drop lost a stripe like Adidas[00:40.661] Shit is deep, the bridge still burnin'[00:42.571] The long time earnin', just got snatched by more Germans[00:45.835] Europeans are seein' me bleedin', jet off in[00:48.441] The Lex skiin', goggles, Louis Rich Sweden[00:50.650] [00:50.974] I dig my life experiences, wrap it up[00:53.302] In twelve inches, keepin' my defenses[00:55.407] Put it up in raw trenches, holdin' court on the park benches[00:58.897] In the ghetto servin' life sentence[01:00.775] Mass confusion in New York, on these city sidewalks[01:04.170] Busy sidewalks, there's no snoozin'[01:06.280] Stop actin' like it's me losin', peep my modern day[01:08.853] Pompei on city streets, the Sun pack heat[01:11.318] In Hell's Kitchen, time to get money finger itchin'[01:14.100] Once again plot thicken, and you succumb[01:16.583] To the will of the slum bite your tongue[01:18.891] Burn a bush with the Iron Lung, pay dirt to no one[01:21.484]Guilty by association, stank b***h[01:23.872] Wanna give me some, nappy nasty -- I pass[01:26.529] Let them players flash, and trick on they cash[01:29.042] On your funky ass I only buy shit that last[01:31.618] A lifetime I write rhyme, chippin' through[01:34.334] The pipeline then it's flight time, that's when I'm jetty[01:36.834] In a fifty-seven Chevy, gassed on my own Getti[01:39.861] Head heavy, with deadly medleys[01:41.445] [01:41.794] I opened up my rap Bible, then the light came[01:44.839] Over the children, as it began to rain[01:47.305] I started buildin', spoke many times before[01:49.960] But didn't score, my reading was poor[01:52.115] Injected with the Devil's English, I extinguish[01:54.807] And approach all homonyms, shit in your brain[01:57.159] Wipe my ass with the phenomenons, be holy[01:59.343] Or get shot down with the Moet-o, kid encyclopedia[02:02.464] Left y'all petrol, my dancehall standoff[02:05.004] Rap like Peter Metro, echo echo, what?[02:07.519] Beware my psycho, lime piece tec-o leggo[02:10.389] Uniform flow, stay strong black my shit is real[02:13.111] Peace out bro[02:14.912] [02:23.386] Eyes as diamonds, time again[02:25.203]Mother****ers wanna battle with the bat or pen[02:27.545] Give it to em raw, give it to em raw[02:30.066]Down to the ****ing floor, up to the roof with the proof[02:32.844] Meth-Tical mad, goddamn!