Immobilarity

Verse 1:

Yo, we came long ways but we got on
Yo, holdin' my son's arm
Make it through the industry calm lord
His name rakim allah
Wid a wavy threw on shallah
Braveheart nigga from start yo
We all scientific instruments
I got put on math
Going through ill consequences
Running from jakes, running in gates
Check out the main face
We gotta gas and erase
Me not the ambitious one
I rather be there throw a word or two in
We here, i know we worth money yo
Just relax start analyzing
'fore you start adding your sales tax
Took that tool in ooh 'bout to get large
Fuck that fucking wit c rules
Y'all fools, by then 2 rhymes is wrote
Trying to master my flow
Gettin' diamonds on the low
Splash me a boat

Hook: kim stephens

What i'm gonna be
Is something more than anyone could think of me
Do what you want i'm still gon' live my destiny
I've got one chance to live my life
And as long as i'm alive i will make it

Verse 2:

Hard work a nigga was sold yo
Just trying to take control rock me a roll
Glock be the goal take my time and build
Into the 36 got real people wanna see us
The word steeles, your work reflects your life
Your earth respects you twice
Commodity advice chill wid the ice
That's when i caught on
Sell these niggas the illusion
And plus live it out on spite
Yo the block is draining and scary
A nigga might die out here
Or be in some jail law library
Unlawful entry a century
Fuck i wanna live in jail?
I'm already in ghetto penitentiary
Talent made me be involuntary to y'all now
I just add on and teach one of y'all
Don't get exiled caught up in the mix
And loose sight focus burst
And you're forced to go wild yo,

Hook

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Aiyyo

Verse 3:

Aiyyo,
Prosperity endangered so many of us
All the bullshit has got away with murder
That's why we can see who's real and who's fake
And who bit off the last nigga tape stole his state
Wake up we running outta plans
The devil inside of him
Tricknology is in one hand
Future's so far to see
The present's how will it be
The past don't even ask just believe
Looking in the dictionary
Trying to spell out hard words
Define 'em and design 'em
I shine and curve
Take this jewel in and conquer me
I blend it in wit ganja
Not for the babies it's a mind sponsor
From the 17 million god raised
2 million lost slaved
19 million may we all praise
So when we wake up
Let's straighten up and get it together
For real and keep all getting paper

Hook

Do what you want i'm still gon' live my life

Friday nigga
Whats the word
You got something for me
I'ma see you in 2 seconds
Right, yo pull my rover on the side
Right there police coming man
Heard me

Verse 1:

Yo up in the game on 4 in the morning
And it's storming and we blitzed
Just rocked another wig yeah we on it
God had blood on his sweat pants
The way the tech dance
On a nigga face
Son ain't have a chance
Seen him high pitch yellow nigga
>from outta town a young mellow ally
Trying to run through
Hell and song called the dogs to get on him
When we caught him the only famous nigga
Was a lord in his forum
Bum nigga fresh outta jail
I used to play baseball wid him
'til he got large son bought a whale
As you're by the entrance
Guess it's real nigga night out
He moving on his own negligence
Yo lexxy strap up meet you in the back
In the acura spectacular big key stackeler
Seen a nigga gymed down fresh haircut
Trying to swim now
Aqua green avias on brim style wild
We walked by eyeing 'im
Shorty ain't looked
He trying to get fly
My niggas ain't dived on him
Kase had the mack in the vest
The way he moving might be dressed
He made two rights nigga move left
Standing by the incinerator
Thank god he your generator
I can tell bought his lady swade gators
Yo now it's time to move
Spit nozzles on the tools
Might just bust him quiet style rules
He walked out the crib yup drinked
We at the elevator base
Staring at the nigga chains shake
We looked at him seen all crooked
The we flashed on him
He knew we was live
My man boo stashed on him
Pulled out take of the wool
Nigga cool out
Walk you out the bulding
Betta run nigga move out
This nigga liver than fuck
Larger than fuck betta kill me
All y'all niggas is butt
What spray it up
Took the chains in case
Shot him at point blank range
He started screaming like a cave man
Blood got a salty taste
I can tell furniture fell out his place
Laced now it's a case
Threw up vomit on my kobe
Snatched all his ice now
Chrome teeth boating of a loan key
Didn't know the kid was large
Hour later call from jail
Mexicans surrounding the gods
Chill you bigga than the ocean
Slow motion play it off no emotion
But my man in there grossing
What to do they might kill him
We might kill you circulate death
That's how the real do
We sat there 3 live macks of the year
Crack beers one nigga in the back
Washing off his trackers
Don't take it serious
Vivid flow luxurious
I'm hearing this'll
Make a real nigga curious
Friday my day chill pop
Leave 'em on the highway
Betty won't never fly my way

[raekwon]
Take it off, sho' 'nough kid
Take it off
We gon' take it from the east to the west
To the north to the south
Show y'all what it's about
Don't make me throw no gun in your mouth
You know?
How long is your cream? this long?

Eh yo, his belt got karats in it
Swift description, e-320 nigga pitchin
Rock a raw dinosaur chain, hang to his thing
It's like, he pump isolated, still cashin in cream
Niggas in the hood hate him, drew a vase of him
Blaze 'em, he actin like shallah raisin him
This is hydrogen, son ain't live as him
He like maguyver, chin 4 spies with him
Roll relentless, desert that he hold is a gift wish
Shash the list, give his miss dick
Technique, operation: tech scream
Bet cream, them alligators jet like a vet swing
Nigga like nicolas cage with the gauge in your braids
2 cannons that'll spray, rockin banana suede
Suck this drunk alcohol dick
Fuck y'all niggas with hits
We bout to shit on y'all shit

[triflyn]
Y'all brothas wanna call us out?
Name names, otherwise it'd be the best to shut the fuck up
Get pimp-smacked up, jacked up and macked up
You're scared and froze of bein exposed
I own harlem, i bone harlem, call me the mayor
It's my borough, you don't want no problems
I'm on now, you dead pop, all jokes aside
I ride the top, you glide the bottom
Pitfall, 5 foot 9, my dick, balls
Shit y'all, leave flat line to stick your's
We flip off basic and brace it
8 kills, 47 ways to taste it
Never understand what you never been told
You did your book bitin off of my scrolls
We hit man, colombo, coats and hats to match
Bust off quick, and then, guns go back

[superb]
I move like arthur ash against god
4 raquets, 8 balls and no practice
Every cypher's a heated discussion
The industry was like a beat that needed precussion
I brun the music, shit that make crews flip
State that i'm the illest, this is q.u. shit
I used to heat-hole, now i'm takin over like the repo'
Bitches that roll, cee-lo that'll sniff a kilo'
We went from frank's and greens to shanks and beans
Now we drive our navigators to banks in queen's
Y'all can't fuck around, your words ain't right
Every time i touch the mic, they say "perb ain't right"
But that's the truth though, d'oh, infact that's it
When they drop this shit, i'm gon' cop that shit
The new star, you want me? i'm at the juice bar
Y'all once hap' niggas, give me 2 stars

[chip banks]
I heard what y'all rappin about, but bring your stash out
You shouldn't throw rocks if you livin in glass house
Sneak your weak shit at us, on the low though
Where these cats come from, speakin about po'
He got cash to cop and i'm crashin {*car crashing*}
But half of y'all cats just catchin up to rae' last year
Got guns in the jungle, call 'em jurassic
The chrome, the steel, the 20-shot plastic
While y'all niggas cop jars, me and my niggas cop bars
Gettin head from rock stars
We blowin everything apart, i'm smashin the charts
How i see it? (yo, how you see it?)

Chorus: raekwon

Eh yo, what you wanna be when you grow up?
Yo, i wanna be a leader
Slow your speed up and stop tryin to be us
Say somethin always, got a future? stay out the hallways
And get yourself right, a 100 more ways

[rhyme recca]
Fly like iceberg, nice with verbs, precise words
Bently swerve, hit the curb, jump out, cock back, spit out
Shut your block down, get out, criminal route
Gangsta shit, can't talk now, gun in your mouth
Cream team killas, cacoon cats like caterpillars
Giant size gorillas, break niggas backs from the skrilla
Scratch, greenback track, fed's berserk
That's my word, disrespect recca, get what you deserve
Inferno, melt down mic's, millionaire in my afterlife
Broke bread with christ on the last night
Apocalypse, sleep with 4-5th, 2 clips
Passport, cellphone with the removable micro-chip
Specialist, 40-karat sicillian necklace
Matching bracelet, cream team crisp the basic

* send corrections directly to this typist

I'm not payin 140 for them (size 8 and a half)
I'm tellin you i'm only payin 90
(that's what you keep spendin your money on)
Yeah
That's for real

[verse 1]
Ayo , ayo
Who wear it all i'm an addidas freak
Multi thousand pair of sneak freak
Real fly physique that'll look yea , fat watch , live footwear
Have the white folks displaying my gear
C'mon son let's keep it movin right footwear , check out my book yea
Stop , look , stand and you stuck but don't stick
Come aboard now , we got the georgetowns , it's on now
So many phat styles , make a kid's head fall out
Yo filas , those too par i'm supposed to
Always keep it real with the selection , holdin you
Prince black jordans , k-swiss gear , remember lottos
Stash mad bottles , in the fence ooh the odora
Anita place me your order , slow your speed down
Buyin food for your daughter
Stan smiths , handlin whips , grapple pits , travel fox yo
Ready to cop more shit

Chorus 2x:
[various scratches that refer to sneakers]

[verse 2]
Fly royals , got love for a ?member a six? , we do the basics
Stood out , slide em on , taste it wild lace in these
Ciconi's and ponies , spa built mix wit ? ? ?
Keep it real , heav set , head set , intellect set
Black mutombos , columbo on the set , internet
Plus pumas and patricks infrarensics , switch up the black shit
Green araccis , unattached shit , 575 blue bals , blue bals
Bo jacksons gray and black , ready to throw my hands flashin
Ewings, barkleys , lex use an entertainer , forget air cross trainer
Free container , polos , mark 5s and the leases , the fly pieces
Shit be on the back mad features
Hoyas, caught ?? in the tonic , feeling bionic
Design it with my fly garments , what up

Chorus 2x

[song starts with conversation]
Yo
Come here you oven head
Yo what's the word
Dred upstairs
Passing all packs escorted from kinetta ear
Yo the nigga's name unknown
Kingston, had it sown
Never rocked the combs
His wig was big
Rob robs on the side , little lucky charm
Dred with jars , flooded graveyard
Brown clarks on
Playin feds in the shark bar (la la you ? ? star)
With another dred named gov
Both diamond jimmed out
Rockin rentals , spittin phlegm out
Sucked his teeth , two fingers pointin down
What up bonna , passing marijuana to tanya
Ceo of benny-hanna , he fucked , sent her to ghana
He's benz nigga , rocked shorts , beige tims nigga he real
Took us to switzerland , dressed us all ill
Smoking ganja , rocked anacondas , on next border elantra
Sent it to his mama
Now that's a major move , the nigga love family
Wouldn't hand me no drugs , showed me his jammi
Bulldog stanley
Flexin on kinal , sit down , do it chinese style
On graduation day he threw me a towel
He came through , heavy like fuck , suit flammable
Ill pair of gators he copped in beirut
Had his man wit him , just stare , don't stand wit him
If assassination strike , he gotta make plans wit him
Roll a joint , keep him on point ?don troing poing coin?
Freaked it , members like that i wanna join
The next day i heard he got knocked , fucked me all up
We felt it on the block , let the seeds rock
Peep what the nigga got rocked for
Smuggling dust in rushmore , four more he went to war for
Moral of the storo ,conspiracy smacked mortals
I'm outta here showin love like zorro

Method man:
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Fuck you

Chorus: 2x
What you wanna be when you grow up
You wanna be thugs
You wanna be pranksters
You wanna sell drugs
You wanna be gangsters
Thats what silly boys are made of

Raekwon:
Aiyyo, aiyyo
Cool g's and forty seven flavors
Display swade gators
We comin through
To blaze neighbors
Meet mark and pardon me to heat mark
A dutch spark it
Lex leonardo arts profit
Apple cranberry mixed with crystal
Fan worry
Desert mountain crib in the ground
We arsonists
One point five a liter
Take a taste
Splash your heater
Smack your face twice
Clap your sneakers
Shit is like a mission to mars
Fishin' for bars
Takin' whats ours
Knowledge the car pa
Dont be stupid
Get a little cash
Better swoop it
Throw it in the ground and recoup it
Next check was best
Your family pack your shit
Get vexed
Leave a nigga standing in a bag of leaves
Some niggas catch on later
Try to put them on they haters
I met eighty of them niggas yo
Waitin' on the sidelines droolin'
Some need schoolin'
Let me teach yo
And roll a student what
Rule one
Yo respect if you lose son
Dont be big back about to learn to move dunn
All hell to niggas in jails
With sharks in they fishtanks
Now he come home he a whale
Wolves in the projo's, projo's yo
We realer up in my shows yo
Middle finger five o's
Take time to climb vines yo
Lay on the lines
Like laury only lovin' rae kind
Sun splash cash layin like three bags of hash
Fully wrapped in a indian man's stash

Method man:
Aiyyo

Chorus: 2x

Raekwon:
Aiyyo, get up
Lex should be braggin'
Get it up
Fuck shorty got cream in a mean truck
Prop-ness she hollar like the loch ness
He large rock this
Fresh ferrari in a drop six
Fro's
Yo talkin about the dough on his clothes
Glaze is crushed up pokin on rolls yo
Oh yeah and maybe gettin' cream
See what i mean black queen
Stop actin' like crack fiends an'
Brawl we wanna thank all of y'all
Play the wall hype
Checkin how this lady walks stay hawkin'
Grab the remain, divorce (uh)
Shame came to yours
We like green
Rock the same gameplan, ours (yo, yo)

Method man;
Ladies and gentlemen
Your about to see
A pastime hobby about to be
Takin' to the next degree
By m-e-th and the bloody chef boyardee
Watch out bitches is too nosey
Backhand slappin' the phoney
Got to walk it off can't mosey
Who got you open up
Crack pipe still smokin'
Face frozen
Coke straw stickin' out your nose and d
Proposin' that you bleed on the chef apron
My thing hold down the play-pen
And say the nursery rhymes they makin
Come on now
Shits too real
Fuck you and now your man feel
Time don't stand still for y'all bitches
Wanna big ball
I got two for you to juggle in your jizzals
Im losin' it now
Throw in the pieces like a jig-saw
Aiyyo
She multi-colored like a rainbow
Mr. meth and the cuban link kiddo
On tracks we connect, politic ditto
Take that to that

Chorus: 2x

Man: yo
What up d? huh?
You bought that from tower records?
What's that, let me see that bag
Get the fuck off, get the fuck off it
Come here man, what the fuck i...(banging)
Like that nigga, give me that man
You dead on this purple tape nigga you dead on that
Fuck outta here (gun cock)

Raekwon: niggas think i can't sell five million?
Ya'll niggas is mad
Ya'll must not know the work i put in on this
For real, that's for real for real (ha ha)
Represent, flick it up all day nigga, immobilarity
Ya'll know my work, this category is raw

[raekwon]
Aiyo slash your position
Verbal mike physician
Blow lines like chimes in the kitchen
God should vega, straight up stomp that fake out
What, he biting everything, biting his nuts
We slang like champions
Caught me in the outlet in hamptons
Style it out
Throwin four thousand out
Swimsuit mammal get high
Float flammable
Drop off in a benz boat lampable
Rear like hittin a deer
Playin cuban linx movin in the chair, he got a ear
No question all brolic guerillas stand up
Whoever large throw a hand up
Throw a grand up
Let's like multiply
Con-nect both sides, big shit low rides, ga-lide
Everybody bump once
Yo chef gonna throw ya'll niggas free lunch
Hit the l twice, need it once
Track be yelling like a whore
Like a swelling on a sore
Or this rap magellion on your jaw
I'm a night freak,
Boating on the weekends, ten a week
Flows spray it like clinique
Rich unique, bitch you weak
Contact reek, we callin up leek
Yo he famous like ali feet, yo mystical
Rap larry davis with a pistol
And dis you
You a student, fuckin wit a principal

Chorus(x2)
Rollin like ten at a time
Begin, love revolves around a thin line
Go against this, send mine
Lace you chase you down
Let a hundred rounds race you
Now you went from brolic to a facial

[raekwon]
Yo, ayo glass tree house
Yo, fiendin like fuck in a green house
Rush and cut, chain cream out
Blow steam out
Rare like guccis in ears
Goose bears
Skied up, loving all my deustch years
Coat for broadway
Hundred and 39th all day
Got my chick rollin call her parle'
20th century max like jail penitentiary
Nikki barnes gon' lynch me
What, fruit flavored nikes
Benz 2000 the hype piece
Send half my love out to white peeps
Wu-tang emblem, success, make a nigga tremble
Nine of us stand, nine resemble
Filling out tax reports
Look live up in guess shorts
Bitches got love and support
Yo, leather jacket, yellow
Leather hat, mack it real mellow
New york state of mind, crime othello
Wild zoo of bitches, burrow that's staten
Yo we actin, wud up we do that crack thing captain
Still camaflouge jackets
Mad rackets
Out yo we cap shit, picture that nigga mashin

Chorus(x2)

[raekwon]
Yo,aiyo blowin more reason
For a season, wud up shortie jaw season
Baltimore hall bleeding
Take money, remember that ?dun gottori? son
Dripped out in bahamas all bummy
Gain you out patriot
Portrait of my love mad shit
Now we with things, the long gray shit
Luke bitches in barook
Cute big, fat bitches with luke
Lex you need boots that switches
Flights over iraq
Ironing my hat out, and 'lax
Connecting with diplomat cats
Harlem hustle connect, iceberg varsity check
Rimmin well ice drool off my dick
Abe lincoln president suites, lay eventually
Pinch me, i bought head from monica lewinsky
Arrest that hoodlum
Strong arm that the white gooden
Faggot nigga frontin, knew he wouldn't
Flexible impact rhymin professional
We staked out eatin all side vegetables
Prosperity rhymes, lines
Casians and asians
Let's blaze niggas with the shine

Chorus(x2)

Raekwon: yea word up, that's right ha ha
Ya'll be loving my shit, yea all the real niggas
Stand up, hey yo let me speak, let me speak
Yo this a new year right here
It's the 2 with the 3 zeros, here me?
It's gonna get technical for real
Let's play the game right
It's jus a friendly game of baseball
Ha feel me? hey yo santanna, yo
Bring that suitcase in here kid
Let's count that, where it came from?
Where it came from? rollin like ten at a time...

Li-li-live from new york (2x)
Is you watchin
Whats on my motherfuckin neck nigga
Li-li-live from new york (2x)
Live from new york

Yo yo
All white bolon
The allie pulled on
Kept his fade low
Rocked swade in the snow
Blue tahoe
A wizard on the keyboard
Eyes look bloodshot lord
Nevermind that
Claim the award
In the system we just missed'em
Came through bangin nuthin but wu
The crowd blitzed'em
Much love
Autograph
Carryin the champaigne glasses
Crazy asses
Niggas on his neck like ski masks
Chill step on me
Axe slash through a little fifty
And crash
I wanna drink knew shed pocket the cash
Buck samonite hype nigga
Iron man blowin the mic
You motherfucken right
Live highlight then i seen him
Nigga was raw, stepped in
Bitches flexin' next to him
Bad mexicans
What up showin' you love
You got a real style
Where you from
The ow
Thats staten isle love no doubt
Oh god he had a take bout a hundred
Some strange nigga thought he had arranged
God gone blunted
Pay attention its cinch like sacks and macks
He did the knowledge
Ran to the bar and grabbed stacks
Now the whole parties bubblin'
Niggas got love his bug
He had on one glove
Rollin' up drugs
Him and his vikings ran through
Stopped played the back
Then they walked through
Live from new york
When niggas hug you

Chorus: 2x
Gettin money and laced up
Live from new york
Gettin' reefer to blaze up
Live from new york
Gettin' niggas to dance
Aiyyo and throw both hands up
Wont pull their pants up
Live from new york

Yo yo
Madonna money in our pocket
Boating in a rocket
Bout to blast off
We charged like a socket
Whips be cleaner than a fuck
Jewels basically struck
Strait up brolox style
Layin in the cut
Bottles strictly done
Ring the alarm
Rollie on the arm
Arms crossed two sneakers on
Fly shit
Nikes the majority
Nyc state of mind
And we talk with authority
5 borrows is sterile
Still out of town playin mellow
I thought i seen shalon swade yelow
Rippin' it
New six flippin' it
Shorty is drip dippin' in it
When she sit through dick in it
Came to conclusions
Whats the solution when your losin'
Respect mine
Now from the foul line
Streets is a part of us
Teaching the seeds through the heart of us
Some get locked thats a scar on us

Chorus: 3x