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Raekwon - Rich And Black Lyrics


And regardless to how much power you have

When God sends prophets and messengers

They don't care nothing about your power

Because they come from THE power


Rare nigga, I'm a wonder, your best success is my worst blunder

Feds tapped the number

Jury Jacqueline Onassis could appreciate

Weed to alleviate the pain, Eddie Kane, Richard Pryor, pinky ring

Watch ya conduct nigga, full pardons for my niggaz that's livin'

You guessed it, models, y'all keep 'em if they anorexic

Love 'em but can't trust 'em

Hate 'em but won't bust 'em

Cake in the savings, spinning wisdom it's like a custom

Tats of Hieroglyphics, lipstick on the collar

I got more to lose than you do, but I'm a rider

When did the rules change? Y'all livin' trendy on pennies

Meetin' deadlines with ease, no gain

You fire, I'm butane, gave the Timbs ostrich belts

These are the times that I surprise myself

My niggaz lookin' like Black Crowes at packed shows

The don voice stay pristine like I'm still 17


I'm rick, black, African, rockin' a golden mack

Trailing leather Gucci leggings on my back

Willied by some hoodlum in the trench

Rinse these niggaz, 86 gazelles, dicing their defense

Mike Tyson disciple, trifle with my pen, it's a rifle

16 ways to shoot you through your Chrysler duke

Exhalin' with niggaz the jails argue

Bring the best niggaz to the table, I'll sick 4 of my whales on you

Custom wooded speakers rock Elise's

Run from polices, dump on creatures, holidays with preachers

Stainless Steel watches ostrich turtlenecks, Here's the deal

If we can't come in, they can't have the field

Bones ya Sisco, murder instrumentals

Kanye porsche rap, how many horses live official?

I run with generals that flash Uzis in interviews

My shit is deep we fly swimming dude


Verse 2 gotta be all murder just like the first verse

Timbs yellow like the hair on a Malibu surfer

Yellow like my Harry Winston glistenin' arm B

Yellow like New York City piss stained concrete


That's right yo, who voted toastin' in the wind?

Las Vegas odors, what you know

Leave it right here, we go to the Lotus

Put a package on your head, be promoted

Keys in effect, paying these dumb fuckin' D's offa donuts


I hate to see you acting like a slave

To get an advance here an advance there

Because somebody else controls your destiny.


I'm rich, black, umbrella calico captain

Wes Craven with a blade and a black

From hood ornaments, junkies win awards in my tournaments

My shit is listed like informants pics

Ya know we order hits, planes fire, niggaz is sure to get ya

Whether in Costa Rica, Lisa she's sure to twist ya

Eatin chow lo mein with chopsticks, Glocks with aim

Watermelon chips, pop some pain

From all the riches niggaz forcing out they feelings kid

Whether in hallways or boats, now feel us kid

Out in Alaska in the Astons remember my passion

Hungry wolf who never eat in his castle

Bolivian connects wrestlers yea

Chef ambidextrous, quick to back you in like the Lexus shit

Hunted by the FBI, we gracious

More demonstrations shit is tough

Milk it, carnation


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