Raekwon The Chef

Raekwon The Chef - Heaven Hell lyrics

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* originally featured on the _fresh_ soundtrack

Intro: raekwonghostface

Yo what whatyo

Exotic type shit

Ninety-fourwe must go to war fast

With the pen and the pad

God damnshine like gold rims on pathfinders

Wu-tang reclineslampsfor the nine-squares kid

Money clothes designer hoes and shows y'all

Lyrics: raekwonghostface

Yoyowakin up about ten kid

Jumpin in the showerpeace about to make

Moves and slide like greese

What? I'm all about tecs and checks and nuff respect you front

I'm slammin you like the lex

So now I'm out in the ninety-five

Rockin that real nigga don't die

Guess down

Drawers kani!

But yo I'm makin a pit stop

Go and buy a box of glockstil he rolled up and yo

Whattup hobbes?

Yoremember that kid that we vicked

He made a half of mil for real

He brought about fo' bricks

Yoso now we connect doorsmeet me at the airport

Tell golden arms maintain the fort

Get in touch with that west coast cali crab you stabbed

And meet me at the bitch lab

So word up kidwe slid like a fat four to twelve bid and shit

Couldn't even restI need the vic

And when I sleptI dream g'sson I need some

Keys roll selfcall up son

I heard pook and tyriq caught a beef over some real shit

A fake nigga faked and they killed his click

Gimme a minute and I'm with it

Yo niggaz done did it

Rock your vest

Keep your whip tinted

So now we see him up in bojangles

Stranglin a forty ouncewith ten g's worth of gold bangles

Diamondswhatall up in his face

With his man's macemedallions the size of dinner plates

Yohe knew we knew him so we blew him

Took thirty g's worth of jewels of that nigga

Do him!

So now I'm lampin in my man's land

Streets is hot like sand

Jesus rollin in my right hand

Yupyou know the steezo black

Got to go down like that

Shallah

Cigars

And ball hats

Outro:

Ninety-fourtakin niggaz to waryoyo

What do you believe in? heaven or hell?

You don't beleive in heaven cause we're livin in hell

(repeat 2x)

So it's your life

*we're livin in hellwe're livin in hellllllll*

What a chamberfuckin with mad strangers

Yeahyou know how it runs babystraight up yo

Money clothesdesigner hoes and shows y'all

That's how it goes

Whatever

What do you believe in? heaven or hell?

You don't believe in heaven cause we're livin in hell

31st chamber y'all

So it's your life

(what do you believe in? heaven or hell? )

Niggaz ain't even know sononly half is sewed cash

(you don't believe in heaven cause we're livin in hell)

They haven't yet sold their weight

(what do you believe in? heaven or hell? )

Questionshit is realyouknowhati'msayin

(you don't believe...)

Niggaz think it's all about a real live allah

A little hundred dollars and that make you a man

Knowhati'msayin?

You ain't even promised tomorrow sonword up

Niggaz don't understand how life can be so short

Come so fast

With the blinkin of eyeblinkin of eye you're gone baby

Straight upknowhati'msayinget turned to dust

Return to the casket

That ass is out sonword up

Word upget evaporatedstraight up

Word up

Lose all your strength nigga

Crazy dedication shout out to the memory of two cent jason

Heartbrokenwe soakin wet though

Keepin it real for my peopls

Yeahyo

And my physical brother devonyou're still in here baby

Because you're in my arms niggaword up

I never let you go baby

Youknowhati'msayin? you my life charmword up

For real

Keep shinin

Real for keepin it realshout out to major niggaz

Big kawaijesshell in the computer system

The rzawho slams fat discs for the ninety-four

Word uprzahe's my nigga baby

Yeaheatin dinner with the big boys now

Yaknowhati'msayin?

Word upbig booth represent the q

Knowhowedolampget that power-utypethings on float

Gzaword upmaster killer

The don of the clanmethod maninspector deck

Dirty bastard

U-godword up baby

Keep it real son

Keep packin them guns

Word up

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