Raekwon The Chef Lyrics: Verbal Intercourse Lyrics

Raekwon The Chef - Verbal Intercourse

featuring Nas Ghostface Killer

[Rae] No tricks no tricks baby

[Nas] Yeah aiyyo Rae

[Ghf] Check it out y'all

[Nas] It's the science

[Ghf] Fly wonderful

[Rae] Yeah y'all

[Nas] Tony Starks and umm Lex Diamonds

[Ghf] Tony Starks my nigga Nas

[Rae] Strength my whole team is eatin off this type of shit

[Nas] For all the fake niggaz out there yaknahmean

[Ghf] Word up

[Rae] Good shit, nigga next time, no more whatever shit

[Nas] Fakes be celebratin but they be mistaken

[Ghf] Word to the wise

[Rae] Keep your eyes open and your wallet in your front pocket

[Ghf] All types of shit, yo son

[Rae] Rock it, RZA Chef Ghost and Nas niggaz is the prophet

[Nas] Tell em it's on right?

[Ghf] Show those crabs how to rhyme

[Rae] RZA Chef Ghost and Nas niggaz is the prophet

[Ghf] It's only like five percent out of a hundred

[Rae] RZA Chef Ghost and Nas niggaz is the prophet

[Ghf] Do it to em baby

Verse One: Nas

Through the lights cameras and action, glamour glitters and gold

I unfold the scroll, plant seeds to stampede the globe

When I'm deceased, by then the beast arise like yeast

to conquer peace leaving savages to roam in the streets

Live on the run, police paying me to give in my gun

Trick my Wisdom, with the system that imprisoned my son

Smoke a gold leaf I hold heat, nonchalantly

I'm grungy, but things I do is real it never haunts me

while, funny style niggaz roll in the pile

Rooster heads profile on a bus to Riker's Isle

Holdin weed inside they pussy with they minds on the

pretty things in life, props is a true thug's wife

It's like a cycle, niggaz come home, some'll go in

Do a bullet, c

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