Текст (слова) песни: Raekwon f Inspectah Deck, Masta Killa - Musketeers of Pig Alley

[Raekwon]
Crack that pineapple open
Vision of break faces, gettin` money lay in the boats
Got big rifles, play the hood, ride Benz cycles
Y`all mens are psycho, Killah Hill `ciples
More fly generics, money make moves, forget it
We got this locked since nineteen-seven
So many rods and weapons, ain`t no more reppin`s
Take the shit back, faggot, we hate that
Meet the real, we lock the real, me/him lock the steel
Pop off, pull out, drop them bills
I run with all real killas, all for realers
Nikes on, awesome gorillas
Want more then kill `em, front war, reveal `em
I want him stretched out, listen, he lost the buildin`
All fly gangstas, more bankers, hundred wit` us
We ex-dust niggas, don`t even touch my drink
Fuck around, get shanked, stabbed, shot and broke
Ya` yolked and he blast-es through you in the faint
All my niggas get paint, yo what`s my name?
Lexus Diamond, Ice Water Inc

[Interlude: Masta Killa]
Huh.. (uh-uh-uh-uh)
Uh! Yeah!
Once again in the motherfuckin` place
Fix yo` motherfuckin` face, nigga
Yeah.. you know how we gets down
Me and this mixo, we so.. we so tight
Lex Diamond sound, and uh.
I bees the High Chief, Jamel Arief
Straight from East Medina
And uh.. yo.. yeah!
Yeah.. huh!

[Masta Killa]
They started jammin` in the park, just after dark
Two turntables and their DJ scratchin`
Words seemed to have an attraction when they rhymin`
Hip-hop caused the guns to start sparkin`
Temperature risin`
Drape a nigga up with the ratchet, less talkin`
Caught him on the `nard, bomb like a G. hard
Explosion rocks the Promenade, I`m God
And he show and provin`, `knowledge how he movin`
Smift as the wisdom, move from my gate in a drunken state
I wrote this degree, adjust ya eyes in the light so you could see
Never fall victim, dictate the fate
Leave the bake for the snake
If he take than I take his head without question
In the one to fourteen check the Justice lesson
Now uh!

[Interlude: Inspectah Deck]
Uh! It`s the pineapple Daquiri fuckin` up ya mindstate
Ya heard? (Yeah) Spread the motherfuckin` word
Yo!

[Inspectah Deck]
I`m from where it`s real, niggas peal ya` orange
We want enough bricks that we could build apartments
I. General in the field of marksmen
The Bad Boys wit` me ain`t Will or Martin
Feel what I`m droppin`, I spit the ill doctrine
Spot him deep in the Killah Hill poppin`
Two feet dug in the dirt, up to the skirt
Spectator on the sideline lovin` the work
And my team ain`t ya` average, CREAM we handle it
Fiends seekin` packages, beams and banana clips
Festo! If you wit` me, let`s go!
The nymphos love me, X-O, X-O
Boy listen hard, think twice before you get involved
We hold the weight like cons in the prison yard
They call the riot squad, we live and in charge
Y`all non-beleivers get reminded with scars
It`s the pineapple, Rebel I. natural
Fine wine hundred proof, spittin` mine at you
(CHUH-PUGH! Nigga!)

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