Raekwon The Chef - Guillotinz lyrics

rate me

Intro: inspectah deck

Allow me to demonstrate the skill of shaolin

The special technique of shadowboxing

Poisonouspoisonous (word word word)

I should slap all y'all niggaz for coming in my fuckin face with that shit

Alright cool yeahgo ahead man...

Poisonous

Verse one: inspectah deck a.k.a. rebel ins

Poisonous paragraphssmash ya phonograph

In halfit be the inspectah deck on the warpath

First class leavin mics with a cast

Causin ruckus like the aftermath when guns blast

Run fasthere comes the verbal assaulta

Rhymes runnin wild like a child in a walker

I scored from the inner slums abroad

And my thoughts are razor sharp I sliced the mic from the cord

First they criticizebut now they have become

Mentally paralyzed with hits that I devise

Now I testifythe rest is irebel ins

Ya highnessblessed to electrify

With voltage of an eeltruth that I reveal'll

Crush the amateurs who screamed to keep it real

Caesar black down hoodied up and fatigues

Part time minor leagues receive third degrees

Attack like a wolf packonce I pull back

Then guard youand bust through like a fullback

Verse two: ghostface killer a.k.a. tony starks

Yoyou fourteen carat gold slum computer wizard

Tappin inside my rap vein causes blizzards

Do I like the kills for ice trife like botta digits

Gorillas injected with strength of eighty midgets

The earth spins ruinsrap exotic blends

Let my peeps inniggaz gaspin swallowin aspirins

What a dosageyou overdosed in rap

High explosives my post-its hypnotize with hypnosis

I sell goodsmy whole clan is on the run like natural born killers

Record-breaking the album thriller

Now access the jig who has bombs and rocket launchers

Float like dope killer bees is what I sponsor

Ya entrepeneurpens and gear like shakespeare

When I fuck I grab haircollect drawers as souveneirs

Fuck yeahmy crew down german beers

My career is based on gunsthrowin cats in wheelchairs

Etceteradamage any lame ass competitor

Who try to frontget broken and passed like leathers

Whatever hot hardheads get shattered like mirrors

Beretta shots splatter your goosescatter ya feathers

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic

Blew my family overseas in mansions

If rap was crackfully packed I be tour cats

Tax the kingpin of the rap drug traffickin

Village niggaz get slapped in manhattan

For rappinbig ghost steps off laffin

(were you just using the wu-tang school method against me?

I've learned so many stylesforgive me)

Verse three: raekwon the chef a.k.a. lou diamonds

Sit back relaxfake niggaz don't get turns

Watch me massage ya brain with slang that's king

Projects filled with young men cause threats

Who is that? thousand dollar chains and techs

Focusthe brokest niggaz of life shit

These mics is like cocaine suncheck the suicidal hype shit

Exchange mad blunts taste the sweepstakes

Keepin up on fakes outta state for cakes

No doubtplus nobody amountwe making dough off of

Puttin fifty on the land and allahit's like that

Pull ya shoes up blackmatta of fact just adapt

Tie upya black nike's and tight hats

Cornersstay surrounded with foreigners

Whattup dread? feds caught you grudgin for his bread

But regardlesspeace to jail niggaz with charges

Unify layin in the guard with la

My clan done ran from japan to atlantawith stamina

Clingers and gamblersand gram handlers

Tical like the isleso godlet's get steamed

Infrared guard yo' beemso seek nuff respect

Rude bwoy you betkeep it movin par shallah

Pro black like tar

Designin the fly shit and stay shinin and

The rza pours more beats than cristal's fine wine

Concrete raps go to black

With 50 other niggaz on the other side of the map

Knew it's all good and all done whatwe want some

Mike tyson of this rap shitpullin out macs for fun

Verse four: the genius/gza a.k.a. maximillion

The nigga don't get madI got mad styles of my own

And it's shown when my hands grip the chrome microphone

Verbally I catch bodies with cordless shotties

Intriguin emceesI keep em trained like potties

I bomb factsmy sword is an axe

To split backs invisiblelike dope fiend tracks

Sky's the limitniggaz are timidand nobody knows

How we move like wolfs in sheep clothes

Producin datamicrochips or software

Undaground and off airthe land of the lost

Notorious henchman from the north

Strikin niggaz where the mason-dixon line crossed