[Intro: Raekwon (Sheek Louch) {Ghostface Killah}]
 Yeah, yeah (what up, what up, what up) What is it, [bad word]  {Let me get a sip of that}
 (It's that dark right here, you dont want none of this, light that) That's that super black, [bad word]  (What's good, though, fam?) {Aiyo, turn that tv up} [bad word] on, man, you right there)
 {Martin is on, right now, Martin on} (You got the remote) {We need new batteries for that remote, though}
 (Ah man) {Yeah} (Aiyo, talk to them, Starks)

 [Ghostface Killah]
 Henny bottles everywhere, smelling like 'yac
 Bagging crack, sitting in the kitchen, wearing my mask
 Robe on, tailored made in Italy, new Gucci denim
 One slipper on, Brookstone, cushion
 In the barn, number seven, hugging my neck, yo, Kiss, yo, Rae
 Tell that yellow [bad word] I got next
 She [bad word] with robbers, don't wanna hear her [bad word] sore like Tasha's, this is Starkers
 [bad word] hitting the floor, fiends clicking they big lighters
 With Garfield eyeballs, pulling them all nighters
 Give me fifty push ups, give ya'll a little piece
 [bad word] did a dime, niggas too weak
 For fun, shove a Suzy Q in they face
 Let 'em smoke a rock with cake on they head in the gate
 He might die with a stem on him
 Who give a [bad word]  I'm the reigns, hate on him

 [Sheek Louch]
 Crack spot stories, he put a kilo in the pan
 I was about to break his hand until it came back tan
 He dancing around the stove, Starks chilling in his rob
My hard knock life, I could of wrote that for Hov'
 Shorty, give me a ginger ale and dutch masters
 Matter fact, hand me the phone I'm bout to order Casper's
 Fiends at the door, I'm too lazy to let 'em in
 Turkey sandwich, barbecue chips, ESPN
 Sitting on the couch, I'm just trynna do the match
 She got ten polo shirts, all she asking for is half
 Today was a good day, no one got shot
 No police or none of that, that's how it is in our spot, yeah

 [Raekwon]
 Pyrex boys fronting in Rolls Royce's
 I'm on the iPhone, leg back, examining choices
 Two types of coke, we in the bathroom, voting
 We like 'take it', helicopter waiting, we boating, yo
 Gangstas to the death of it, humbling villains
 good hand chemist in twenty minutes, cake up and finish
 This for the hallways, the long days, me and my [bad word]  bagging up
 Shorty more razors and bring out the four aces
 Sit back, laughing with a stack and a clapper
 She spray up everything, we paying Pataki
 [bad word] house with no work there, the worst fear is never the thirst, yea
 But set up for to the first of the thirty first, disperse, yeah
 Beef, what, bring me a burger, ya
 The flame broilers jump out, one to your first beer
 So take that, over there
 Everything, everything, just stay out of max clear

 [Jadakiss]
 We got the trays up in 6E, that's usually where the God be
 Me, Kay and J-Bop, Cali J, and Rod Lee
 Bread clocking, all night, the heads knocking
 No feds, just Kevin Tie or west watching
 Bagging up at the table, while we chit chat
 Past the Phillie, wash your hands 'fore you hit that
 Young niggas getting it, everybody G'd up
 Other niggas only made sales when we read up
 Motorola flip, burn out in the beeper
 White Katie and Rhonda, Stacey and Shaniqua
 Yeah, cocaine, weed and forties
 That's when I was a shorty, crack spot stories
 To Allah be the gloryExplain