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Raekwon - Spot Rusherz lyrics
*sounds of the street, wu-tang st. ide's commercial is in the background* (this is a best guess based on what's heard underneath rae's conversation) [ghostface] who's the wallabe kid, dress down, could never be son Ricochet daily hit the deli for a cold one May i be blessed yes? my mic is like a laser beam That blow between the bushes, st. ide's and i the king of things [cappadon] crack the bottle of the st. ide's, sippin it's real And thrillin will i, drink it and we only Too be dope, you can't die, them peoples do lie And if the street don't know, you're full of slang cane pain [rza] it was hot, on the spot, so i jetted up the block I said, ock, i'm hot, let's go sit on the bay by the docks Of the black, i'm fully packed, always got my trojan Heads got bottles open, fill my cup till flowin *conversation* All that good shit Yeah Knowhati'msayin, you come in, you come in lookin flavorful Word Youknowhatimean? you the whole shit of the whole night But i've seen it though, knowhati'msayin? like i seen it You know, my g is too futuristic for that shit, knowhati'msayin? Word, did you try to get a little swerve kid on? Tried to man, youknowhati'msayin, but she was come pullin off Word Word? Just come pullin off her as her drawers Worrrd Fuck that bitch though, knowhati'msayin? shoulda, on the real Yo yo tonight feel like a nigga gonna get burnt Yeah yeah It's like you hear something tomorrow right Some like yo, blahzay blahe It's the wind, i'm tellin you Yeah yeah word It's the air, i can feel it It feel hot, it feel feel hot at night and shit like The sun ain't even out Yo the sun don't shine nobody, knowhati'msay |
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