Текст песни Smooth Sailing (remix) - Method Man , Streetlife , Ghostface Killah , Solomon Childs

Yo, behind those mahogany walls
Indoor pools with steel doors, flippin' eggs over in my silk drawers
While I'm chargin' my cell, sparkin' the L
Baby-mother readin' my mail, just that they switched seats
To another jail and his banger is old fire
He's locked up with them dudes from the fuckin' Wire
That's when I passed her the bone, started to cough
And flossed all through the house, robe on, ruger out
Homebuyers see the sign, yeah, y'all, I'm movin' out
In front of the crib, niggas flipped, I had to shoot it out
Thirty G, livin' room sets, porcelain plates
With big giant wall units, even the front grass
Saw your boy doin' it, Tone Stark, he'll never fall
I even put worked in under the floor
In the box with the ox and my skeleton jaw
Tell 'em soldiers I'm in the bush if the President call
They'll be nothin' but smooth sailin'
When the heat shot, now your crew's bailin'
I refuse to bow down, refuse to lay down
Go five and turn to let the biz all I found
Man I thought we told y'all niggas before, Wu-Tang is for the children
P.O.'s violate your dirty urine
These dealers in the lobby of my buildin', ice grillin'
I don't catch cold to catch feelin's, I put in that work, then catch millions
If that don't work, back to stealin'
Snatch me a purse and stack real in
Meth, I'm that dealin', millionaire, slash chameleon
I mastered the juks, one of my niggas "Masta killin'"
Spray shots, clap civilians at the dinner table
Off of the love of crack dealin' once again the fatal
Blind guillotine, enable
Paper rob me able, my woman is all pre-matul
I got mouths to feed, nigga
And I'm the hand that rocks the cradle
Just like Hova but I ain't tryin' to 'roc' the label
I'm a soldier, I stay on job, me eye a coka
Honey's wanna fuck and the industry fucks 'em over
They'll be nothin' but smooth sailin'
When the heat shot, now your crew's bailin'
I refuse to bow down, refuse to lay down
Go five and turn to let the biz all I found
I got my Ghostface on 'cause I'm a Killah
I live the Streetlife, why, I'm that nigga
Label me a beast, call me U-Godzilla
When I rumble in the jungle, I go gorilla
Step on the set, Inspectah Deck, you
Dead in your face, straight RZArect you
You highly mistaken, I'm hotter than Satan
Catch me in the kitchen with blood on Chef apron
I'm known to Cap a Don, big gun in my palm
I'm like my arm is gone
Plus I Masta the Kill, give you somethin' you can really feel
Got many methods to kill a man, if it's real, you real
The world's worse like Dirt McGirt
Fuck a bitch raw dog then dig in her purse
Yeah, that boy's a Genius, I stay fresh like I'm straight out the cleaners
I walk hard like a criminal, holdin' my penis
They'll be nothin' but smooth sailin'
When the heat shot, now your crew's bailin'
I refuse to bow down, refuse to lay down
Go five and turn to let the biz all I found