The Sky Raekwon

[Intro]
Smoke nigga, smoke man
Share with your brothers man
Stop playing man
Watch your hand nigga
That nigga looking to get his son
For real
Uh huh
Speak to me my nigga
Word up
Drop it, let's fly

[Verse 1]
Motherfuckers wanna kill me but ain't got the skill
The infantry is murder one, chill
All green Gottis leather pants on
Some hoods, some Wally's
Light medical, all day just pussy and robberies
Take bread, project codeword
Stuck in my head, eat cold eggs
And fuck with the herbs
Take a shot of Jack Daniels, get to dancing
Posing in flicks, get rich
(?) money, I can't spend it
I eat up, an emcee who roll the weed up
I'm number one in everything
Rhyming ain't nothing but (?) the weed up
Pen be basing like a Freemason on the train to white plains
Two duffle bags and a white (?)
Magnificent march call us the moguls
Y'all niggas is local, low time
I'm in the minds of the global saying get him God
God, god, god's on
I be two steps ahead with the axe on me
Ready to part you