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Raekwon
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The Brewery
[Featuring：Ceazar-n-Reason]
[Verse 1:Raekwon]
Still shinin' keeping my toast close catch me on the quieter flip something up bring your llama closer ya'll already know I got a gun team they don't hang phone calls one ring dumping flames the S.k.'er flyer performance built like gangstas hide ya bum monkey ass like warrants reflections is I'll my mansion out in lake shore raw 2 mexicans 2 S.k.'S a dog everybody angry the benzes is meaner bitches is happy casinos look cleaner the word is chef is rocking tuxes now his main trooper a haitian nigga buck this clown down operation money let's mail this paper stepped up now his gun game is real bitch don't make me kill ya mans other man then step off real hansome manson.
[Verse 2: Ceazar]
Get em for the ransom money and the mansion always stay coordinated my shits long awaited Ceaz I make it bubble up like it's carbonated double up right on the spot you know I gotta make it map out all of the plots I keep it formulated it's still real here I never feel fear make moves I wouldn't sit still in a wheelchair firm young general street life walking with stripes I'm in the hood where they pop on sight running through woods with wolves on me all of em bite on reserves under the moon or under the sun either way false moves put you under the gun we ain't playing yo relvolvers is spun we hard as they come fresh out the ghetto we the marvelous ones move em out let's talk put the tool in his mouth combination to the safe get the jewels and we out
[Verse 3: Reason]
Nigga all black wardrobe the gat attack foes Sajack with the flow I turn letters to dough play the hood close tan coke jars of good smoke hoodrats carjackers project kids cold slicker than crisco but bite like a pitbull I spot em and pop em his nickname pimples check what I'm into melodies that grip you snub nose turn these rotweillers into shitzus ya'll life is skimmed through mine is a book you must get into every line come like a missle I got issues all I do is make a whistle let the goons figure out if your diamonds official lift you bullets tear your bone gristle slugs hit you gun in every hole of your body dog I can't miss you Chef Reas' and Ceaz' 3 to your temple and ya'll was never hot not even near a sizzle.
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