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Yea, pitch

Lightweight shorty with me - Out tonight - we takin on the city
I know you see it and you know you see me 
That white gold on her ring -

when bell a ring 
Chorus 
Gyal a make you feel suh 
Gyal a make you feel suh 
Gyal a make you feel  suh 
right now me woulda buy you vehicle 
Gyal a make

Money, vehicles, thotties, reefer
Pour you lean up, T up
All these fucking niggas want to be us
I'm riding out with Nina like I'm legal
I hopped

defense
System in the form of air
Interference and reduces the
Enemy's ability to
Use the electromagnetic spectrum there are
Three combat methods one is

strong
Like a liquor with a barrier for lightweights
Step up in the ring
It's time for the fight, wait
You get it's all over
But you didn't see the mic

Along the lines of southern Laos
NVA, focused on guerilla warfare
With countless tons of ammunition
Thrown straight into combat

Moving vehicles

like sky scrappers
Quasimoto gettin more ass than toilet paper
Who
Astro Black on attack you up on the bozack
Know smarts, lightweight
Bald head like

Smith Bros.

Raekwon

The Lex Diamond Story [Clean]

2003

time, yo

[Chorus 2X]

[Raekwon]
The year's 1990, everybody grimey
Crack was what's in it, the vehicles was 1-90's
Young shorties be gettin' their bread,

mentality
Come combat with me I'll show you your mortality
Fuck with me it might get fatal
I be on my grown man shit you just prenatal
It's all a fable
Bitch

Make the first contact, watch them retreat back
Leadin 'at combat, stompin on their doormats
Not knowing what you're lookin at
Some chit chat, riff

like sky scrappers
Quasimoto gettin more ass than toilet paper
Who
Astro Black on attack you up on the bozack
Know smarts, lightweight
Bald head like

up
I got the kush he got the
Sour now we fucked up
This ain't for lightweights we play
The game for high stakes
Boostin up the crime rate to make
It in

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All wrong thinkers will be

but not ending me
Promise this vision I'm living is helping me blowing
Not losing pursuing this game as I'm throwing my flames
Like Liu Kang as I combat

the scoop, like a ladle do to soup
Can tell you how you made it from a cradle to a coop
Not "coupe" as in vehicles that's made to seat two
But conditions

glass had to get me mad
Now the whole lab scattered fast
In the aftermath, blood lost from combat
Wounded in the woods
Still fought me a bobcat
Stuck

the beat like Mortal combat
When I get to spitting feels like Autumn 'cause they fall back
Do this on a regular my medulla recall that
If greatness was

here drawing each other the wrong maps
For that social environment we forced to combat
You see, I shook hands with a killer on a Sunday
And when brought

that he ain't even fact check
And he got sneakers on, they ain't even out yet
How can I combat that?
Maybe he should ask his dad
But his dad be in

on her nigga
I ain't gon off a fifth of liquor but
I do got a fifth in the vehicle
The 223s make you jump like Rey Mysterio
I'm Kane
I ain't see none and I

running plays I went Lamar on it
Whole lot of mountain lions fighting I'm in a Jaguar
Like my vehicle was made of backpacks it's a bag car
Released my anger

[Part One]
Such a automotivist using milage for age
Respect bhp furthermore T.Q.E
On a vehicle gappage spree
Exhaust like lyrics I'm sillily

pulverize humans to dust

disposal pits turn shallow where
mankind's existence is wiped out by war
combat vehicles - vessels of death
atomized by projectiles

leading a mobile patrol it was 1972

(What’s that sound?)

A massive explosion a hundred yards in front
Of Johnson's vehicle brought the patrol
To a halt