King of Kings

[Intro: Havoc (Raekwon)]<br>Let`s go (Yeah, nigga)<br>Good lookin` Rae that`s what I`m talkin` `bout<br>(It`s all good don`t worry about it)<br>You feel what I`m sayin`? (Don`t worry about it)<br>Yeah (Word up, let`s go)<br>You know how we gotta come at this niggas, man<br>Yeah.. come on.. yo.<br><br>[Havoc]<br>Stuck, y`all like gum underneath my kicks<br>Better move little fucks when the heat I`ll spit<br>The hammer clap like the ass on a meat-out chick<br>Dump clips like a trifflin` ass bitch to drop<br>If you short you`re a chance in the box<br>But I ain`t lettin` you play with the guns in the club, I`m boothin` the ox<br>Got my eyes on the ho`s and I`m a peripheral<br>Got you cowards poppin` that Moe`, my hand on the `istol<br>Wild out, have a ball, you could drink `til you `url<br>Thought the Firewater was strong, the pound`ll leave you curled<br>on the floor, like a new born baby, God<br>What you mean "Is he dead?", what type of shit is leakin` out of his head?<br>When you cowards see the drama and it come to a head<br>I`m hittin` Rae up on the jacket, it ain`t much to be said<br>If it`s on, go without sayin` somethin`, deliverin`<br>Visa verca, this is Havoc, baby, we those niggas (we those niggas)<br><br>[Chorus 2X: Raekwon]<br>All that money is us, now what`s fuckin` wit` us?<br>Eh yo all around hungry, that`s us and can`t get nothin` get it<br>Eh yo all that money, all them niggas<br>All them shorties, everybody yell "All lovely"<br><br>[Raekwon]<br>I chop meat out ya face, Daddy, gladly<br>Mad breeze on, rubberband currency and I splash ya visa<br>You know the code, yo caesar low straddlers<br>Front Streets, cracks all in the front seat spazzin`<br>Imperial wizards, Staten<br>Knife game off the chain and I`m with four hundred with wagons yo<br>Live wires, shoot darts for bread<br>Any map, I assist that, I`m holdin` it, all niggas dead<br>What? Battle for cake and fuck wizzes<br>We do it straight business, all mount ride, ain`t no fake niggas<br>Reminisce, spit faces<br>Pissin` on the fake little swindler`s list, Rae gave them niggas cake<br>Battle the gun, you`re wildin`<br>I might levitatate well, I might take ya shit, push up, stylin` it<br>Oxes, reefers, police need us<br>The regime of Shaolin with Queens re-up<br>Fuckin` with the poisonous hand<br>Remember y`all, no commercial, I hurt you, yo go get ya mans<br><br>[Chorus 2X]<br><br>[Raekwon]<br>Eh yo select me, Gucci sneaker recipe<br>Not the S dot Carters, no disrespect but respect me<br>One of the top five gangstas alive<br>My element is just the Elliott Ness, niggas who hide<br>Yo I ran from some niggas that was police<br>These niggas heard about me bringin` marked money in, I had the whole East<br>I`ve been the greatest, been flippin` the latest<br>Somethin` like the new haggler on the Ave., ham it up, pullin` haze<br>And all the young niggas praise me<br>It`s like the talent of the Six Million Dollar Man, `yana pace<br>Come on, banana squeeze, aim at these Caravans<br>Heard he had his man and that ugly Keish`<br>Comin` from a galaxy of hood, hard real people gettin` ki`s<br>Fuck wit` the media, it`s all good<br><br>[Chorus 2X]