The Untouchables

[Intro - Raekwon & Prodigy]<br><br>[Rae] You know how it go. You know how it go<br>[Pro] Uh-huh, uh-huh<br>[Rae] There`s many out there<br> Many duplicate faggots<br>[Pro] Check this shit, son<br>[Rae] No question. You know how it go, son<br> Ice Water, Ice Water<br><br>[Verse 1 - Prodigy]<br>Infinite, check it out<br>In-stoppable, in-touchable, you couldn`t flex on me<br>if you was right next to me<br>and you wanted to (c`mon)<br>I take you fuckin` bullies - let`s do this<br>P is deadly, he`s just like his music<br>Come through like the Taliban unit<br>Catch me by myself, I`m only sayin` bullshit<br>I don`t switch up, I won`t change<br>You gonn` have to catch my body to sell my brain<br>An` that`s simply the truth<br>Niggaz wanna flip on me, we makin` the news<br>And hopefully, I`ll be makin` it home<br>But if not, it really makes me no dickens, it`s whatever, yo<br>Fear`s not an option, Min(?)`s childish<br>Squeeze your gun, just make sure I`m finished<br>My style is Porsches and XL trucks<br>But my presence alone`ll make the good girls fuck<br><br>I see they wanna rhyme just like P<br>They wanna copy off me, bite my jury<br>Used to scream on they song<br>Now they rhyme calm<br>Takin` pieces of my verse like I gave<br>Y`all, they wanna be, just like the Mobb<br>They wanna observe us, bite our style of dress<br>Bite our style of rap. I see all of that {*echoes*}<br><br>[Verse 2 - Raekwon]<br>Aiyyo, aiyyo<br>Shoebox with nothin` but bread<br>The lead fly out the magnet<br>Dragged it by his brain and his leg<br>Where I`m from, niggaz is dead<br>But only bury light niggaz, some that take get outta dead<br>I live like a champ, gun king, thumb ring<br>The joint that Kobe gave his girl, that`s my son, bling<br>Sooner or later it`s war<br>How many good niggaz die? That`s the meaning of New York<br>A powerful armour, ration it, all this is tailor made stuff<br>That`s me fuckin` with crackers<br>Chef got a iller mood, real deal dude<br>A hundred bar marksman, shoot up the booth and move<br>What you wann` do, lose?<br>I bet all my niggaz right now be stealin` ya food<br>We come from where the babies get blessed, yes<br>This my proposal : come and buy haircut`s fresh<br><br>I see they wanna rhyme just like Rae<br>They wanna cop me all day, watch me in the Mae<br>Flyin` on my way to the bank<br>Yellin` "Goodness gracious, the hood won`t even say thanks"<br>But I got a trick for niggaz<br>`Cause when these heads get up, it`s no friends, just business<br>Problem? Meet me in the yard<br>The Ice Water clique with a hundred bars, let`s get involved<br><br>[Verse 3 - AZ]<br>Two-three, I`m back out with big Kay Slay<br>New place here, muh`fuckers screw up his face<br>You wanna hate? I`m alive, nigga, grew to embrace<br>all the tribes and tribulations, only few do escape<br>Been through the chase, the incriminatin`, the case<br>No feel, the cold steel still the weight in my waist<br>One of the great, eighty-eight, young with cake<br>Duffel bag full of hustle, cash, gun in the safe<br>Some would relate, others wanted rap replaced<br>The nigga`s style is how they know me now, but nothin` is play<br>Involved in violence heavily, indirect<br>In car low, with it tinted up, in our reps<br>Been large before niggaz had to guard they chest<br>Before them boys in L.A. put The God to rest<br>B.I.G.! Get money, or starve to death (Yep)<br>Got killers among me, dodgin` the rest<br>Got my (?) in the hood, disregardin` the press<br>No disrespect, I`m a brother so pardon my (?)<br>Blood blower, rep for my boy to follower<br>She the thrower, the whole jail house roust, they all know her<br>More soldiers, it`s a war in the game<br>Some niggaz crossed over, nothin` really more to explain<br>and niggaz can`t be like me, I`m A.Z<br>I move inconspicously, I`m on point<br>and beefin` ain`t a part of my style<br>I`m a boss, player, mastered the art of morale<br>Man of respect, this war when I handle the check<br>But behind jail walls I`m like Hannibal Lec`<br>Motherfuckers!