Raekwon The Chef

Raekwon The Chef - Knowledge God lyrics

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Intro: raekwonghostface

*sniff* *drumbeat* *long sniff*

Plug*sniff* word yo

*snort* word yo*s-snort* youknowhati'msayin?

*sniff* you knowyou know we had the baddest motherfuckin

*long sniff* unit back in the dayskid!

No doubtno doubtI know that sonI know that

You know thatyou know what I'm sayin?

I miss all my niggazthoughbelieve me

And I'll never forget none of them

Word upword up

Stovetoproofsideyou know what I'm sayin

I had these motherfuckinall these wild-ass niggaz man

You know what I'm sayinlb?

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Shit is wild overallyouknowhati'msayin god?

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Word upyouknowhati'msayin?

You know how we doword up

So you let my shit go on the count of threethough

Youknowhati'msayin?

[raekwon]

Fake niggaz throw shit in they drinks

Club nights we snatch linx politicafricans and chinks

While world of sport niggaz snort coke by the seconds

Niggaz projects filled with fiends injectin

Morphinethe God seen more creamand upstate

Cousin reekalmost got hit with fourteen

Chill pahthe god'll be a star when you come home

Light bones and let you rock my 3g stone

Sosee cousinyo I was workincats I'm jerkin

And uptown these niggaz actin like they hurtin

Keys twenty-four a brick

Columbians be on some bullshitthat's why poppy got hit

Stay tunedword upI hope to see you in june

By the wayI seen your bitchshe was up in this cat's room

Skeyed upweed the fuck upto top it off

Look beat upwith two crack fiends huggin your seed up

I took care of thatthoughbut don't worry bout it

I got your back though

Chorus: raekwon

Yo why's my niggas always yellin that broke shit

Let's get money sonnow you wanna smoke shit

Chill godyo the son don't chill allah

What's today's mathematic son? knowledge god

[raekwon]

Fly like cashmerelast yearmy team caught bodies in gravesmere

Hit a store owner named mike lavonia

Italianoslanted-eyed bangin them fat milano

Selling coke right out the bottle

Sometimea nigga brought nines to test with minds

Crazy peacebuying keys in greece

Was a rich niggapicture the nigga without dope figures

Condo with his chickrockin a gold vigor

Mafia flickstyin up tricks was his main hobby

Teachin his seedwu-tang karate

Mixin drinks in clubshairy chest with many minks

Night time rollin with spics

Extra livehe claimed he couldn't dietop rank

Took sixteen shots in his fist to bank

And his pet piranhahe named him marijuana

Smokin ganjacallin his weed paisandra

Claimin new york was ancient babylon

Where the sky stayed the color of greylike her-on

I can't front thoughtruck loads of indo

Soon to blow slowhis ass is out nowtally-hoe

Chorus 2x

{*pause*}

Chorus

[raekwon]

Yeah uh huhuh huhmiami niggaz

Word upshow your love

Yeah y'allyeah y'allyeah

Word uplondoneuropeafrica

Word upthe fifty-two statesyeah

Catch me laterword upyeahyeah

About to make moves and slide like grease

Moves and slide like grease

Moves

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