Raekwon - Knowledge God Lyrics

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Word, yo (know what I'm sayin'?)
Word (yo)
Know what I'm sayin'?
You know-, you know we had the baddest motherfuckin' (no doubt, no doubt)
Unit back in the days, kid (I know that son, I know that)
You know that (you know I know that)
Know what I'm sayin'? (Know what I'm sayin'?)
I miss all my niggas though, believe me
And I'll never forget none of 'em (word up, word up, know what I'm sayin'?)
Su, Tyrese, Size, you know that I'm sayin'? (Rob, you know what I'm sayin'?)
Eddie, motherfuckin'-, all them wild-ass niggas, man (yeah, yeah)
You know what I'm sayin'? (I hear you)
L, yo, man (yeah, yeah, yeah , yeah)
Shit is wild though, God, you know what I'm sayin', God?
(Tyrese, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Word up, you know what I'm sayin'? (Powerful, word up, word up)
So you let me shit got at the count of three though
You know what I'm sayin'? (Take your time, take your time)

Fake niggas throw shit in they drinks
Club nights we snatch linx politic, Africans and Chinks
While World of Sport niggas snort coke by the seconds
Niggas projects filled with fiends injectin'
Morphine, the God seen more cream, and upstate
Cousin Reek, almost got hit with fourteen
Chill, pa, the God'll be a star when you come home
Light bones and let you rock my 3G stone
So, see cousin, yo, I was workin', cats I'm jerkin'
And uptown these niggas actin' like they hurtin'
Keys twenty for a brick
Colombians be on some bullshit, that's why papi got hit
Stay tuned, word up, I hope to see you in June
By the way, I seen your bitch, she was up in this cat's room
Skied up, weaved the fuck up, to top it off
Look beat up, with two crack fiends huggin' your seed up
I took care of that, though, but don't worry bout it
I got your back though

Yo, why's my niggas always yellin' that broke shit
Let's get money, son, now you want to smoke shit
Chill, God, yo, the sun don't chill, Allah
What's today's mathematic, son? Knowledge God

Fly like cashmere, last year, my team caught bodies in Grasmere
Hit a store owner named Mike Lavogna
Italiano, slanted-eyed bangin' them fat Milano
Sellin' coke right out the bottle
Sometime, a nigga brought nines to test with minds (sit back, relax)
Crazy piece, buyin' keys in Greece
Was a rich nigga, picture the nigga without dope figures
Condo with his chick, rockin' the gold vigor
Mafia flicks, tyin' up tricks was his main hobby
Teachin' his seed, Wu-Tang karate
Mixin' drinks in clubs, hairy chest with many minks
Night time rollin' with sphinx
Extra live, he claimed he couldn't die, top rank
Sixteen shots in his fist to bank
And his pet piranha, he named him Marijuana
Smokin' ganja, callin' his weed pipe Sandra
Claimin' New York was ancient Babylon
Where the sky stayed the color of grey, like heron
I can't front though, truck loads of Indo
Soon to blow slow, his ass is out now, tally-ho

Yo, why's my niggas always yellin' that broke shit
Let's get money, son, now you want to smoke shit
Chill, God, yo, the sun don't chill, Allah
What's today's mathematic, son? Knowledge God

Why's my niggas always yellin' that broke shit
Let's get money, son, now you want to smoke shit
Chill, God, yo, the sun don't chill, Allah
What's today's mathematic, son? Knowledge God

Why's my niggas always yellin' that broke shit
Let's get money, son, now you want to smoke shit
Chill, God, yo, the sun don't chill, Allah
What's today's mathematic, son? Knowledge God

Yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh, Miami niggas
Word up, show your love
Yeah y'all, yeah y'all, yeah
Word up, London, Europe, Africa
Word up, the fifty-two states, yeah
Catch me later, word up, yeah, yeah
About to make moves and slide like grease
Moves and slide like grease