The Table
Исполнитель: Raekwon the Chef f Masta Killa
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[Raekwon]<br>Moet got me actin like a fuckin goat in here<br>Yo god, remember back in the days god?<br>When we came a long way and shit, man?<br>(No question)<br>Supposed to be blessin each other on our physical days and shit<br>Yaknowimsayin, it`s like basically<br>I wanna hit my family wit like land and all that<br>Diamonds and all that, we ran through that chamber dunn<br><br>Mainly stack mine, indeed it`s been a long time<br>Let me feed y`all, fruits of life, shut up and eat y`all<br>Flavors for neighbors, Wallee`s down to gators<br>The whole configuration stackin paper<br>Yo we do this, on the low though<br>If so, we runnin John dolo<br>First thing, you need if you don`t know<br>We carry cuz it`s a real world, show and prove<br>In ill words, all my herbs know the slurge<br>Dress nasty like fuck, keep my bird on the job yo<br>You got to straighten up, do the worst thing to hurt her heart, damn<br>Took care of that, shared, even shed a tear for that<br>Bust my gat to throw gear on her back<br>Damn son, why she takin you through that?<br>She`s a part of me, pardon me flow Allah, we sworn we<br>Wisin up, take care of home bases<br>Then we slide to another part and start more hatred<br>Life is sacred<br>The other side of that paw, you lie naked<br>Clothes in the box, go `head take it<br>Flash back Jew status, salute moms and get ya boots splattered<br>Batting average, ya moms had it<br>Just a broke young dumb, full of cum<br>Ready to haunt something, takes something of yours<br>Here you want something<br>Growing up around fifteen<br>Watchin how the big niggas rollin wit big cream, big schemes<br>Quick to flash ya gat, laser beam<br>Pool table action black, hundred stacks made my niggas leave<br>Some be sayin "Let em breathe"<br>The others wanna deceive, how we gonna make it if we don`t achieve?<br>Right now, catch it from a vertical degree yo<br>We startin showin our asses, committing burgularies<br>One got caught, threw us all off<br>Threw us in the hell section near the boardwalk<br>Wonderin how the sword talk<br>Did he fall off? Did he stand like the hawk that he was in New York?<br>Kept the waves spinnin on the cross, of course<br>Come back a little cutty endorse<br>Risked it for his kids the pain is lost<br>We sittin back on a better note<br>Yellin "Peace god, I love you love you to death, you thoroughbredable"<br>The Robbin Hood of the hood<br>Sit back, it`s all good, won`t spoil it if we call it, we all hood<br>Ha ha<br><br>[Masta Killa]<br>I make knowledge born to save self, you know?<br>Who gon` live it, gon` live it<br>Be is to be a born, knawmean?<br><br>Soaked in degrees of knowledge, polished by sun rays<br>Carving by nine swordsmen to a needle point of perfection<br>It`s a blessing to deliver this lesson<br>While travellin the planet, extending development<br>And vote for the mind, never ended<br>We now send it long winded, descended<br>Infital, Bobby Digital, Abbot of the Shaolin now<br>Wit knowledge and wisdom<br>The original sword style begin, birth of the Wu-Tang Clan