Planet of the Apes - Lyrics - Raekwon

[Intro: Capone] I just had to say that right there Rae I just have to say you my ***, understand? It don't get no realer than this, man Let's slow the *** down You gettin' like a hundred worth for real, man [Hook 2X: Polite] Eh yo thug *** know the code, lock and load Hit 'em in the head, watch a *** brain explode Yo from Y.O. to Q.B. they *** this *** Shaolin boys they *** them fifths [Intro continues overlapped by Chorus] ***' cops ain't paid up nothin' Yo you know we shoot you down, man Ice Water Inc., yeah! Territory, *** Millitainment, Y.O Yeah, yeah Yeah yeah eh yo [Capone] Eh yo late night, candle light, fiend with a crackpipe It's only right, feelin' higher than an airplane, right? I'm tryin' to get this money, right? So I move cautiously You more frauds, you see? I'ma live bossy Way out on Fantasy Island with Mr. Roth, B I gotta play the ghetto, everyday the hood endorse me (Q.B.) I'm destined for triple, left hand crook and the right hand fury Will block the shots, that's simple, I dented a tomb for style A toast to the death of my foes, respect violence, the criminal codes Hammer smack a *** out his five senses Leave him dumb, deaf and blind, I ride on rinses Interest so tight, strobe lights follow my grace *** bullets by the gates, might hollow ya face Me and Chef smark massive ***, kill 'em! I scramble anywhere in Shaolin, right in Castalano buildin' [Chorus 2X: Polite w/o "Eh yo" second time] Eh yo real *** get up, live ***, what up? We don't give a fiduck, you faggots'll get hit up Q.B., what up? Y.O., what up? Shaolin get up or get yo' *** hit up! [Sheek Louch] Eh yo I'm a ***' *** Wit an Attitude Heavy gun play, *** back, *** is screwed Stomach wounds make it hard for you to swallow ya food Throwin' Purple Tape off for me to get in the mood Sheek Louch, who ***' wit' that kid? I'm sick in the head, they need to make a throwback straight jacket White tee on, a light G. on These *** you wife and the God try pee on I don't care if it's a gram or brick I'ma make it sell, get off my *** Pump or the Desert E., take your pick Money too long, the case won't stick D-Block *** *** with Rae *** act hard and get hit up in the middle of day Tough guys and all that but I know that you pay And I don't give a ***, *** better watch what they say [Chorus 2X] [Raekwon] Body specialist, full cam F50 with vans A pull up, do it to ya mans, yo scrams If you take *** ears, *** ain't really *** Listen, it's grown men in the town, *** is their's Fluck ***, I cut ***, stuck *** Come up, pluck ***, pop *** in chucks, it's business You in this? We non-shoulder style, son, relentless They four lettered me Chef, *** get down Drop you, *** on you, get this, it's official on you Yo twist the clips hits, this was on you I'm just a business head ridin' with visual Don't force me to put out ya head One for the money, two for the crime round up Peep it, all major *** holdin' they ground, get up Let's form an army millenia, Ice Water! From Q.B. to Y.O. with Shaolin, I'm feelin' you [Chorus 2X] [Break 4X: Raekwon singing] We gon' ride for our team My ***'ll kill you [Outro: Polite *over break*] For the team, *** My *** kill you, *** Y'all *** want war? *** pop up! Yeah ride for ya ***' team, *** Death before dishonor, you heard me? The ***' Lex Diamond Story Y'all *** better wake the *** up! Yeah, Ice Water Inc., you heard me? D-Block, what up? Pain, time and glory, word, you heard? Yeah, yeah.. my ***'ll kill you, ***! ***-*** ***!