Intro: Ghostface Killer

Tommy Hil' rockin ice niggaz
Tommy Hil' ice rockin niggaz who [bad word] ..
Mira, afrente
Take a one on one to this [bad word] y'all (yeah)
Get your nostrils clear [bad word] on, sniff your brains out
All my Al Capone, Al Pacino niggaz (yeah)
Who's down with [bad word] smuggling
Cappadonna, Golden Arms

Verse One: Ghostface Killer

Yo, yo
check out the rap kingpin, the black Jesus
I know a few niggaz sniff coke, it cause seizures
Peace to half-moon Caesars
and all the [bad word] in the bleachers
Hot weather,  on the beaches
Jewelery shopping out of the country
Deluxe luxury, people saying dem lock chains
Look, [bad word] on me
But what about the Wonder Woman bracelet
Two-oh point three diamond cut [bad word] Kid I laced it
My sweet tooth gotta [bad word] throbbin, ready for robbin
But first hit Maria's, for a butter almond
The bionic microphone is stacked mechanic
Move like a bunch of Mexicans with bandanas
Son, it's on so we can just Maximillion
I got the spot sewn, so we can make a billy on it
God's tropical
Ladies call me black [bad word] punch
Rainbow, flavored niggas murder niggas for lunch
Peace to the Paris crew in the avenue, and my [bad word] Jay Love
Who carries switch blades on the range roof

Verse Two: Cappadonna

Yo, the first branch, the third leaf, whoever want it got beef
I politic, show love, [bad word] those who dare creep
Into my realm of sunshine I praise divine
Fine line between dawn of dumb, deaf and blind
He ain't mine, he shook like the [bad word] on daytime
Crossed over grain while we was bubblin moonshine
Sippin on the Moet, laid up, Rae-Gambino
Mastermind the plan, Tony Starks, Cappachino
Develop while your head be swellin up all for the nation
Blinded by the ice while I release the confrontation
Dali holy fat bags of weed, ravioli
Pasta, Bodyguard the killa bee songs like Kevin Costner
Infrared ball inside your bumba rasta
Cappadonna pimped the derby like the mobster

Interlude: Ghostface

Yeah, yeah
Eight spaghetti lame brain [bad word] niggaz
Quarters, nickels, and dimes [bad word] Except for overtime [bad word] Any [bad word] money should be fine
Cause [bad word] strong, reaking niggas backs
Keepin [bad word] real
If you haven't noticed this crazy [bad [bad word]  [bad word] [bad word] Let me tell you this four times
Tony Starks, Raekwon the chef
Cappachino and Golden Arms [bad word] through mad strong
From the isles of Shaolin
For all them [bad word] [bad [bad word] ticket-head [bad word] too
Shump shump baby

Verse Three: Raekwon the Chef

Yo back in the days, baggin crack, scrapin plates
Flippin cakes to them heavy head niggaz hatin Jakes
It be us, all the war's soldiers, hangin in halls gettin over
City niggaz who for blood money rockin Rovers
Stay dipped, don't have no money in your pocket
In the streets while these people mark money in their Jeep
Crack bums watch your back for jumps
Caught before a fake twenty dollar bill
Get em son, we ain't the one
Politickin, purse vickin, sick of these Dominicans
Eatin good, had to shoot my way up out of Bennigans
That's life, to top it all off, beef for white
pullin bleach out tryin to throw it in my eyesight
Yo what the [bad word] was on yo mind?