paroles de chanson Spot Rusherz - Raekwon
*Sounds
of
the
street,
Wu-Tang
St.
Ide′s
commercial
is
in
the
background*
(This
is
a
best
guess
based
on
what's
heard
underneath
Rae′s
conversation)
Who's
the
Wallabe
kid,
dress
down,
could
never
be
Son
Ricochet
daily
hit
the
deli
for
a
cold
one
May
I
be
blessed
yes?
My
mic
is
like
a
laser
beam
That
blow
between
the
bushes,
St.
Ide's
and
I
the
king
of
things
Crack
the
bottle
of
the
St.
Ide′s,
sippin
it′s
real
And
thrillin
will
I,
drink
it
and
we
only
Too
be
dope,
you
can't
die,
them
peoples
do
lie
And
if
the
street
don′t
know,
you're
full
of
slang
cane
pain
It
was
hot,
on
the
spot,
so
I
jetted
up
the
block
I
said,
ock,
I′m
hot,
let's
go
sit
on
the
bay
by
the
docks
Of
the
black,
I′m
fully
packed,
always
got
my
Trojan
Heads
got
bottles
open,
fill
my
cup
till
flowin
*Conversation*
All
that
good
shit
Yeah
KnowhatI'msayin,
you
come
in,
you
come
in
lookin
flavorful
Word
YouknowhatImean?
You
the
whole
shit
of
the
whole
night
But
I've
seen
it
though,
knowhatI′msayin?
Like
I
seen
it
You
know,
my
G
is
too
futuristic
for
that
shit,
knowhatI′msayin?
Word,
did
you
try
to
get
a
little
swerve
kid
on?
Tried
to
man,
youknowhatI'msayin,
but
she
was
come
pullin
off
Word
Word?
Just
come
pullin
off
her
as
her
drawers
Worrrd
Fuck
that
bitch
though,
knowhatI′msayin?
Shoulda,
on
the
real
Yo
yo
tonight
feel
like
a
nigga
gonna
get
burnt
Yeah
yeah
It's
like
you
hear
something
tomorrow
right
Some
like
yo,
blahzay
blahe
It′s
the
wind,
I'm
tellin
you
Yeah
yeah
word
It′s
the
air,
I
can
feel
it
It
feel
hot,
it
feel
feel
hot
at
night
and
shit
like
The
sun
ain't
even
out
Yo
the
sun
don't
shine
nobody,
knowhatI′msayin?
Yeah
One-two,
one-two,
nigga
Line
for
line,
line
for
line
How
we
get
down
wit
da
rhyme
Yo,
it
be
a
line
for
line,
line
for
line
This
is
how
we
get
down
Yeah,
line
for
line,
line
for
line
This
is
how
we
get
down
Yo!
Can
you
feel
me?
Storytellin
rap
Magellan
I
ain′t
tellin
Them
niggaz
ran
in
the
spot
for
sellin
Word
up,
pushed
up,
man
got
mushed
up
Seen
him
at
a
rap
show
actin
like
fat
cat
though
Glasses
gold,
shinin
like
a
real
big
boy
This
nigga
had
mega
ice
on
Chips
Ahoy!
Cat
surrounded,
this
political
brown
kid
All
out
the
wind
yo,
my
man
walked
in
Pullin
mints
out
son
had
mad
clientele
Order
me
Cristal
twice
Kion,
chill!
Watch
them
niggaz,
aiyyo
that
clique's
from
outta
state
They
bubble
weight
in
Far
Rockaway
with
Blake
Carrington
You
know
the
kid
with
the
most
doe-getters
And
terrors
on
fat
shit
clique
they
rock
Lo
sweaters
That′s
my
man,
that's
my
man
too
Call
him
up
on
the
strength
of
the
Wu
And
watch
me
game,
yo
grab
the
cell
I
got
a
heist
to
pull
off
well
At
the
end
of
the
week,
I′m
buyin
you
a
L
Lexus
nigga,
I
ain't
talkin
bout
Hancock
No
time
for
weed
plus
no
time
to
get
locked
That
night,
up
in
the
staircase
Cousin
had
me
laced
out,
skeed
all
outta
my
face
We
gon′
get
dat
cruchy
chump
for
all
of
his
lump
Don't
try
to
front,
you
was
sweatin
this
Hilfidiger
Guess
who
walked
in
- Abbott
and
his
man
from
Farragut
Confront
him
wit
the
Ruger
on
his
back,
walk
in
black
Where's
your
man,
where′s
the
sky
blue
Land
at?
Stop
playin
Wu
in
the
back,
smacked
him
wit
the
gat
(Yo,
money
said
he
be
here
in
fifteen!)
Stop
lyin,
wait
for
the
Millenia
green
to
pull
up
He
got
the
Donna
Karen
shit
on,
two
rings
Six
carats
a
piece
plus
the
chain
swing
Like
anchors
on
ships
flooded
wit
all
diamond
chips
Back
pockets:
two
clips
- four-fifths
wit
rubber
grips
Layin,
two
bottles
of
brass
I
was
slayin
Meditatin,
red
dot
be
waitin
for
my
payment
Heard
the
key
in
the
lock,
cocked
the
glock
Turn
the
lights
out,
dip
behind
the
couch
Kion,
gag
his
mouth
Infra-redded
his
head
when
he
entered
But
a
soft
Perry
Ellis
leather
with
Dorinda
A
friend
of,
Kion′s
wife,
Kenya,
the
bitch
larger
than
life
Yo,
shorty
be
fuckin
mad
Columbian
niggaz
Fuck
it,
get
on
the
floor
meet
the
black
Lex
Luthor
Stripped
fast,
the
bitch
had
on
Claiborne
drawers
Yo
Rae,
you
about
to
scrape
her,
chill
Ghost
Thought
for
a
second,
turned
around
Threw
the
nine
in
his
meatloaf
Yo,
where's
the
cash
and
the
stash
that′s
mixed?
I
don't
know!
Shot
his
hand,
he
started
screamin
like
a
bitch!
1 Verbal Intercourse
2 Rainy Dayz
3 Heaven & Hell
4 Wisdom Body
5 Criminology
6 Glaciers of Ice
7 Guillotine (Swordz)
8 Striving For Perfection
9 Knuckleheadz
10 Knowledge God
11 Incarcerated Scarfaces
12 Shark Niggas (Biters)
13 Ice Water
14 Spot Rusherz
15 Ice Cream
16 Wu-Gambinos
17 North Star (Jewels)
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