[Intro: Raekwon]

The Vatican, underground academy

Jazze Cuts, Skeezo, good looking

(Yo, Kay what up, let's go baby)


[Raekwon:]

Nine silver Ferrari's, hard body

Moving through the town, with brown on us

Clowns don't love us, discussed and ropes on

The oath, the big mold bread, the stages is red

You never reapproach, bulletproof down in diesel shit

Lethal with the pen, the sequel, bitch

Rich will deceive you, flying at 90, the boss

Red Porsche, this the time when I get mine

I rhyme til I'm hoarse, good weather, caught in the cross

Break porcelain when I rap, it's only right

I flash on the source, extra my curriculars major

Register this, we miss you will die later

Caught in a bliss, this stormy weather winter hat

Moving in with Benz jackets and action

This is all about who get endorsed

This for stabbers, night time paper Mick Jaggers

Jag Benz Maybach braggers, caught up in the sport

Speak French and eat with the chimps, the underground academy

I rap rapidly and clap at the pimps

One shot'll blow a hostile's wig off

Me crafted by the mobsters, Vatican's blast ya shit off

I'm caught up in the level of largeness

Chef Oliver, a denny boy, getting money, we mob kids

Pushing through Paris, lavish lifestyle with no marriage

Only big Euro's, we hero's


[Chorus: Raekwon]

We them rap killers (come through the town, dunny move)

We them rap killers (fuck around with mine and you lose)

We them rap killers...