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(raekwon) doin this for nineteen ninety-six Revolution is a trick, be aware Verse one: 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 On top, playin 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 maim the minds Because he playin mines close We ain’t related cuz 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, provin on standby, man why? The game, I mentally tear down the brain Half of us’ll feel the pain, big boy, let it rain I guess my whole team is marvelous Street life novelist, let it rain dunn, swallow this Word up, so you know When I take you there you just add on to this (let it rain dunn, swallow this) Chorus: raekwon (singing) You know how to love me Makes me feel so good (let it rain let it rain) You know how to -- you know how to love me *laughter* Makes me feel so good -- flex my voices right, it’s on knowhati’msayin? Verse two: raekwon the chef Guess down, the crazy new appar’ just for the new year Wavy hair plus, we get much cuz we on the air Cristal whylin my medallion, stylin it’s like city island Relax kid, while shorty profilin Until then, we got to bend with the wind Plus build again, writin my friends sendin em linen tims I’m tired of robberies, pornography Throw a pair, wally’s on poach for live nigga pho-tography Chorus: raekwon (singin) You know how to love me Makes me feel so good Verse three: ghostface killer Yo, yo Check out the handshake fake niggaz 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 Covertin concepts that will nerve-wreck in concert Cuz I write, and blast and slash your whole level I’m holy God I be challengin pros for gold medals Whatever, still remain sturdy like a leather On friday’s, get your fresh pay, from a better Represent, my lifestyle is in like flynn Mili-tinted God shit is very masculine Mad tuff, razor bust stuff with nuff said Ex-dust said, now 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 niggaz I be blowin like egg-onomics Washed up, you’re fuckin with a daily error No fat, niggaz be jettin when they face terror Check it out y’all, all the fly chicks, yeahhh Check it out yo, all the fly chicks, you know I dig your back out Word up word up but check it out it’s still china Word up, one time y’all (new york, new york that’s the temple, knowhati’msayin? ) (georgia) carolinas, mexica Mexico, canada, word up Baltimore, ba, plus philly and boston Mississippi, and chicago, no doubt no doubt Word up, michigan michigan  More Raekwon The Chef Song Lyrics
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