The Table - Raekwon

Moët got me acting like a fucking goat in here

Yo god, remember back in the days god?

When we came a long way and shit, man (no question)

We supposed to be blessing each other

On our physical days and shit, you know what I’m saying?

It’s like basically, I wanna hit my family with like land and all that

Diamonds and all that, we ran through that chamber dun

Mainly stack mine, indeed it’s been a long time

Let me feed y’all, fruits of life, shut up and eat y’all

Flavors for neighbors, Wallee’s down to gators

The whole configuration stacking paper

Yo we do this, on the low though

If so, we running John Dolo

First thing, you need if you don’t know

We carry cause it’s a real world, show and prove

In ill words, all my herbs know the slurge

Dress nasty like fuck, keep my bird on the job yo

You got to straighten up

Do the worst thing to hurt her heart, damn

Took care of that, shared, even shed a tear for that

Bust my gat to throw gear on her back

Damn son, why she taking you through that?

She’s a part of me, pardon me flow Allah, we sworn we

Wising up, take care of home bases

Then we slide to another part and start more hatred

Life is sacred — the other side of that paw, you lie naked

Clothes in the box, go 'head take it

Flash back Jew status

Salute moms and get ya boots splattered

Batting average, your moms had it

Just a broke young dumb, full of cum ready to haunt something

Takes something of yours, here you want something

Growing up around fifteen

Watching how the big niggas rolling wit big cream

Big schemes

Quick to flash your gat, laser beam

Pool table action black, hundred stacks made my niggas leave

Some be saying «Let em breathe»

The others wanna deceive

How we gonna make it if we don’t achieve?

Right now, catch it from a vertical degree yo

We starting showing our asses, committing burglaries

One got caught, threw us all off

Threw us in the hell section near the boardwalk

Wondering how the sword talk, did he fall off?

Did he stand like the hawk that he was in New York?

Kept the waves spinning on the cross, of course

Come back a little cutty endorse

Risked it for his kids the pain is lost

We sitting back on a better note, yelling «Peace god

I love you love you to death, you thoroughbredable»

The Robbin Hood of the hood

Sit back, it’s all good

Won’t spoil it if we call it, we all hood, ha ha

I make knowledge born to save self, you know?

Who gon' live it, gon' live it

Be is to be a born, know what I mean?

Soaked in degrees of knowledge, polished by sun rays

Carving by nine swordsmen

To a needle point of perfection

It’s a blessing to deliver this lesson

While traveling the planet, extending development

And vote for the mind

Never ended we now send it long-winded

Descended infital, Bobby Digital

Abbot of the Shaolin 'Isle

Where knowledge and wisdom

Of the original sword style begin

Birth of the Wu-Tang Clan