Chef Raekwon - Knowledge God Lyrics

plug word yo you know what i'm saying you know you know we at the baddest mothafuckin unit back in the days kid you know that you know what im sayin i miss all my niggas tho believe me and i'll never forget nothin
so tyree  heady motherfuckin autumn all them wild ass niggas man shit is wild little raw you know what im sayin man word up so you let my shit go at the count of three yo you know im sayin


fake niggas throw shit in they drinks
club nights we snatch links
africans and chinks
while world of sport niggas snort coke by the seconds
projects filled with fiends injeckin
and upstate cousin rique almost got hit with fourteen
chill pa
light bones
and let you rock my 3g stone
and jerkin
and uptown these niggas act like they hurtin
keys 24 a brick columbians be on some bullshit
that's why i probably got hit
by the way i seen your bitch
ski'd up weed the fuck up
to top it up lapeeta
with two crack fiends huggin yo seat up
i got your back though
yo why's my niggas always
chill god
yo the son don't chill a lot
cashmere
my team caught bodies and grass mere

italiano
slanty eyed bangin a fat milano
crazy beasts buyin keys and grease

with his chick rockin a gold vigger

wu tang karate
night time rolling with sphinx
he claimed he couldn't die
top ranked

and his pet pirahna
he named marijuana
smokin ganja

claiming new york was ancient babylon

i can't front though

yo why's my niggas always yellin at broke shit
let's get money son yeah you wanna smoke shit
chill god, yo the son don't chill a law, what's today's mathematics son knowledge god

word up london europe africa word up the freaky two states yeah
word up yeah about to make the moves and slide like grease

dj Shadow - nobody speak (feat. run the jewels) lyrics

picture this i'm a bag of dicks put me to your lips

i am sick i will punch a baby bear in his shit

gimme lip imma send you to the yard get a stick make a switch

i can end a conversation real quick

i am crack i ain't lyin' kick a lion in his crack

i'm the sheeit i will fall off in your crib take a shit

pinch your mama on her booty kick your dog fuck yo bitch

fat boy dressed up like he sat on and took pictures with your kids

we the best we will cut a frowny face in your chest little wench

imma mention up we fresh i'm a mench get correct

i will walk into a court while they wrecks

screaming : "yes! i am guilty motherfuckers i am death!"

ey you wanna hear a good joke

nobody speak nobody get choked

[break]

[1:01] get runnin start pumpin your bunions i'm comin

i'm the dumbest who flamethrow your funk shit to funyuns

flame your crew quicker than trump fucks his younguns [1:10]

now face the flame fuckers your fame is fake starwidth [?]

i roll charlie brown peppermint patty linus and lucy

put coke in a doobie roll woolies to smoke a snoopy

i stir in ain't a dick rabbit snacka [?] to spit a woogie

cause the toter of the tooley 'a murder you friggin moolies  [?]

fuck outta here.

yeah

[1:36] nobody speak nobody get choked x2 nobody speak x2

[1:57] only facts i will shoota baby duck if it quacks

wit a ruger big top billing come cops and feelin

if shots is blocked shipped out and bought and yall feelin it

el-p (LP) killin it killa mike kill this shit

what more can i say we top dealin it valiant without villain it viciously (file) vile victory

burnt tiles and villages burning looting and pillaging

murderers try to hurt us we curse them and all their chilladren

i just want the bread and baloney bundles to tuck away [2:21]

i dont work for free and i m barely giving a fuck away

so tell beggin johnny and mommy to get the fuck away

ay yo here's a gun son now run get it the dotter way

live to shoot another day

[outro] nobody speak nobody get choked

[silence 3:13 - 3:15/3:15]