[Raekwon]
Yo whassup kid? How you, yeah
Straight up and down
This is the Chef comin out of Wu-Tang Clan
Representin Shaolin, to the fullest son!
I mean I`m here right now with my nigga, Fat Ji-doe
representin the Boogie Down, and the rest of the tri-borough
So what we gonna do right here son
Aiyyo matter fact son, I`m tired of these niggaz man!
Word up!
[Fat Joe]
Hey yo it`s total devestation, for any MC that poses
I paint the town red with clips and dum-dums and bloodshed
The Fat MC, from the B-X
Vicious like a T-Rex, who slips into a three-X
Rappers fuck up, and end up, in the obituary
Don`t know the meaning of real, check the dictionary
I got no time for conversation
Makin MC`s run for the border like the immigration
A Puerto Rican villain who be dealin and illin for nothin
You ain`t a playa, you just BLUFFIN
Point blank, we can even do this with gats and shanks
It`s your selection
I can become President, without elections
I got mad connections, Fat Joe, the rap wizard
Brainstorms come in swarms, get lost in the blizzard
Word to mother I take your life
Sodomize your daughter, and make a widow out your wife
It`s the relentless, nobody can check this
Fat Joe, you know The Yung and Resless respect this
.. to all the fake MC`s
[Raekwon the Chef]
Ch-chk-BLAOW! Move from the gate now
Nigga respect mine, or anger the tec-9
Ch-chk-BLAOW! Move from the gate now
Nigga respect mine, or anger the tec-9
Ch-chk-BLAOW! Move from the gate now
Nigga respect mine, or anger the tec-9
Ch-chk-BLAOW! Move from the gate now
Nigga respect mine, or anger the tec-9
Ch-chk-BLAOW! Move from the gate now
[Fat Joe]
Yo who gets wrecked on the spot? You get wrecked on the spot
I got this whole rap shit locked
Many MC`s perpetrated, and gladiated
I`m number one so yo they hate it
Listen here suckers, you don`t wanna meet the chuckers
It`s the same motherfucker who said fuck the ruckus
Back in ninety-three, when everything was fine and dandy
I was the nigga puttin razors in your kids candy
Mad connivin, it don`t get any worser
Best reverse them thoughts DISPERSE
Even if you get loud and curse
you don`t put any fear in my heart
Don`t even start, you get torn apart
Fat Joe, livin the life
Yo I get trife, and do a number on that ass
with the butcher knife - slice after slice, yea
Causin more destructional horror, than the AntiChrist
Niggaz know the motherfuckin time
Joe represents B-Lawn, respect mine
[Raekwon the Chef]
Nigga respect mine, or anger the tec-9
Ch-chk-BLAOW! Move from the gate now
Nigga respect mine, or anger the tec-9
Ch-chk-BLAOW! Move from the gate now
Nigga respect mine, or anger the tec-9
Ch-chk-BLAOW! Move from the gate now
Nigga respect mine, or anger the tec-9
Ch-chk-BLAOW! Move from the gate now
