Back to the Cages Zoe Pound (Ft. Raekwon)

[Intro: Raekwon]
Don't play, what, what, you heard us
Fuck ya'll talkin' bout, what, what, what
We here, we here, shit, Zoe Pound, currency
Wu-Tang, it's all real, what I'm sayin, peace
Yo, yo, yo, run it through ya'll

[?Omen? - Zoe Pound #1]
Fuck the Dutchin', while nigga wanna run wit I
We can drop the funk down in M-I to N-Y
Where niggas run shit, sold off mill, we make a profit
Hittin' the interstate, we all wanna get rich

[Raekwon]
Yo, straight up, break bread wit 'em
Blow lead wit 'em, chillin' while we rap realism
Highlights, gangsta nights, straight suicide fights
We like the shilites, blowin' off bites
Big nasal, bulletproof hat and googles
We just watch you, we cry off about you

[?Omen? - Zoe Pound #1]
If my man spot you, he only spit you and got you
I'm hot, you rock cops out the shoes and stop you
Screamin' fuck the bloodclot, bust a shot outta two seat drop
I knew it we was bust, and word to logic