Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Russian Cut, artist - Raekwon. Album song The Vatican Mixtape, Vol. 3, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 24.09.2007
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: YLimit
Song language: English
Russian Cut |
I was blacked out with shades at the wake of my man |
He’s so grand, Had plans to go legit but couldn’t quit |
Misfit mentalities lead to death young, Hold your tongue |
Don’t get strung and fall victim to the street life |
For real it’s real, Still we blast steel |
Write your will cause we will, Kill at will when it’s real |
Cream Team is the sun’s equation, In this nation of free-basin |
Crimes we be lacin, Keys get cut like Jason |
Lifes we erasin, He got a lead donation at Jay Street train station |
In the theater, I saw the drama go on |
They actin like it can’t happen, I yapped em did you clap em |
That’s confidential information, I move like Perry Mason |
Inside Pappy Mason, Raekwon gave me education |
He said it’s one nation, Power in his bitch station |
Queens was mine like, Fiends was mine |
And we ain’t pussy, Murder seeds we hot |
Never divid, Even if our dreams collide, Yall on the other side |
Thermometers hot, Shit boilin |
The cast of Troy, Gun on my lap boy, Black boys shoot moist |
Python linger from the Nike armor |
The Prince Charmer, Select big armor now it’s horror |
Multi, Say it again, We regulate and take your pies |
Rae had a mask on and blue eyes |
Dirty work technique, Smoother the crime out like jerk meat |
Merkin in the burnt three, He hurt me |
Wild iris, Slide twist to Cyrus, Benz boat pirates |
The ocean blue Nikes on, The livest |
Blast sharks, Cliques like Noah’s ark with darts |
Me, Brush and cut it out in seventeen parts |
The blood version, Three hundred rock watch surgeon |
Broke, My man hold me, We all hold totes, Bring it on huh |
The telethon, Seance, Smooth like suede on a baby arm |
All grey on, The hygienic, Grinch list on my wish list |
Gettin dusted up, Quick to stick ninety-seven up |
There go Meryl Lynch mits, Brownsville bitch |
Light the switch, Watch to ice ship, Shallah priceless |
Big fish eat little fish faggot, Go head and try to rag it |
Me, I just throw it down bag it, We blow holy |
Roll a Dutch, Shout out to Power Cypher yeah |