The Morning

Kid Cudi, D'Banj, Raekwon, Cyhi Da Prynce, 2 Chainz, Common, Pusha T

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Corey Woods (born January 12, 1970), better known by the stage name Raekwon, is an American rapper and a member of the Wu-Tang Clan. He released his solo debut, Only Built 4 Cuban Linx... in 1995, and has since recorded numerous solo albums, as well as continuing to work with Wu-Tang and providing an extensive number of guest contributions to other hip hop artist's works. more »


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2012
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Stutterin' givin' 'em rest and makin' love again
In my best I be the run again
And I have the man dem stutterin'

I'm getting this nigga in the morning
He gon' think he been chiefin' just too long when
He see me in the evenin'
Want to catch all these feelin'
Well let me be the first to get mine

Ay yo, ay yo, barbeque and blow in the back of the crib
Sittin’ and countin’, smoking a spliff, this shit’s a gift
All my niggas watches is rough
Grabbing our crotches yelling ‘’What up?’’
The jeans cost 500 f*ck
Stop it, keep baking, see the smell it’s a statement
One freeze of this shit, you won’t feel your legs kid
I’m a gangsta corporate hustla, my voice is illustrious
Hounded by vicious dons, nigga we armed, trust me bruh
They yellin' Chef, kill the plate with the cooks
I say 'Ye with 2 Chainz on, we Common, let's Push
Burn another bush, then burn another we brothers
Love us or not, the Mark Zuckerbergs of the block
Hug a knot, staying rich, we was built for the guap
Park the green six deuce on the deuce just props
Rock a kilt, mean Glock I’m all machinery, 'ock
Cling to me, now see how the scenery rock yo

I'm getting this nigga in the morning
He gon' think he been chiefin' just too long when
He see me in the evenin'
Want to catch all these feelin'
Well let me be the first to get mine oh

I was born by a lake, chicken shack, and a church
That mean the flow got wings and it come from the dirt
Golly, I know she wanna test the ‘Rari
Eye on a dollar like Illuminati
Life is foggy, tryin’ to see through the mist of it
Could have been livin’ it, you was Mrs. Mischievous
This is just a letter to, better your development,
Situation delicate

Some claim God body, blame Illuminati
All 'cause his pockets now knotty as his hair, yeah
All Sonny no Cher, only solitaires
You cluster fucks could cluster up
On tippy-toe and still not muster up so its (Ashes to ashes, dust to dust)
In God we trust, the game is all us
Til’ the sky calls or its flames on us, Push'!

I'm getting this nigga in the morning
He gon' think he been chiefin' just too long when
He see me in the evenin'
Want to catch all these feelin'
Well let me be the first to get mine

2 Chainz, I’m chillin’ in my camo, flippin’ through the channel
On my G.O.O.D. Music shit, my logo’s a Lambo (damn)
Four doors of ammo,
Ammunition I’m pitchin’ to make your body, switch another position

I hope the people is listening,
I could never sell my soul, I gave it back to God at my christening
Its tickelin’ when I hear what haters be whisperin’
What makes you think an Illuminati would ever let some niggas in? Huh,
Fake friends and siblings, like to wish you well but ain’t never flip the nickel in
Haters wanna pull they pistol when they see me in this race car
But you can’t spell war without an A-R
15 I was pushing carts at K-Mart
By 21 they said I’d be inside a graveyard
Can’t wait to get that black American Express
So I can show them white folks how to really pull the race card

Yeah, you feelin’ on top now, getting that money nigga? (You sold your soul)
Yeah, you feelin’ on top now, getting that money nigga? (You sold your soul)
Yeah, you feelin’ on top now, getting that money nigga?
(Naw man, mad people was frontin’ aw man, made something from nothing)

I treat the label like money from my shows
G.O.O.D. would’ve been God except I added more O's
If I knew she was cheatin’ I’d still’ve bought her more clothes
‘Cause I was too busy with my Baltimore-you know
Some people call that the art of war you know
I guess it depends what you fallin’ for, the clothes,
Cars, money, girls and the clothes
Aw money, you sold your soul
Nah man, mad people was frontin’
God damn, we made something from nothing

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Written by: Alan Lerner, Andrea Monica Martin, Che Smith, Corey Woods, Cydel Charles Young, Frederick Loewe, Jacques Webster, Jeff Bhasker, Kanye Omari West, Lonnie Rashid Lynn, Ramon Ibanga, Scott Ramon Seguro Mescudi, Tauheed Epps, Terrence Thornton, Travis Scott

Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, REACH MUSIC PUBLISHING, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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