Raekwon

Raekwon - Zoom/Free lyrics

rate me

(Intro)

Yeah, let's go

Come on, nigga

(Verse)

I gave y'all niggas half my life, all devoted to rap

Either that or jail, ten seconds flat

But my mind sails, energy grows

It's time to get payed, the rap game threw a nigga on the map

No more walkin' with White, I'm walkin' with Mike

And definitly see things differently, all according to light

Hail all seas, how a fella move

Send a fella shoes, makin' it through

No ridin' bikes, take the blessings and run

Lessons will come, be a dreamer, and everything you wanna fall in the right

Regardless you made yo bed, still stubborn

Listen to Bubba, check the Avince and listen, here's the kite

Happiness is waitin', you gotta think and right the wrong

Don't be a dumbbell, this shit will sink on yo ass

When cash ain't there, you're gonna say damn

I shoulda listened to the chef, he was right

Yo, my man Bub, blow on em

(Commodores - Zoom)

I may be just a foolish dreamer but I don't care

Cuz I know my happiness is waiting out there somewhere

I'm searching for that silver lining

Horizons that I've never seen

Oh I'd like to take just a moment and dream my dream

Oh, dream my dream

(Interlude)

Oh, shit, so we gon' end this one on you nigga on the great note

Ya heard, ya heard? Ya heard me?

Nah, word to errthing, man

Gracious Tivity right here for you

For y'all niggas, man

It'd been a pleasure

To be so fly, been so real

To go back and flashback

To some of our favorite, favorite fuckin'

Singers, and ? of all time

That's just so much

(Verse 2)

He shook the dice swell and sclean that em sixes get up

Ninka move, jump into the gooses and groove

Green S with some cream that Mars delicious, god's wishes

Keep chef rich and keep him out the pom kitchen

Blow Asics, 8 cases of Ace of Spades laced kid

High-top Adidas, no laces, bubble spaceships

Blow the Cohibas yo and flex for the fly mamas

Drug jury for the divas with caesars

I'm playin' casanova, get cake, I'm sayn keep it one million

Sway down with blunts at the wayne, yo

Unless that nigga out in Cayman's with his cavemen

Belliot for big belly niggas, you live through the wavemen trigger

Scotch, big rocks, just coolin', people watch - flip it up

Sit there, exclusive with Cok

Truer did God position yourself

Fit the belts of some weird fleer thing

Michael Jordan earring, shawty take a drink and vibe killa

Check the room, it's mad people here, yeah

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