Baptism By Fire

Lyrics

[Produced by RZA] [Intro] Be careful when you're crossing the street "At night, we make fire, and have our tea, and we listen for the ninja who never makes a sound." That's us [Verse 1] Yo, shoveling dope to the bellhop Gunpowder smacks in the shell, making the shell hot He sell Ope, He sell coke, He sell pot With the same logic that's gone and made hell hot I drop bombs that's gon' give you the shellshock And in the end, he ain't gonna go and sell crops So here's the plan, set up in Room 112 I have equipment planted right up on the shelf This a place for drug dealing, so no sparking or lighting And don't be a stugaz and double park by the hydrant At 12, Cartagena will go in the elevator With a couple of boys, get out the couple of toys Drop the C4 down in maintenance hatch And please get the fuck out before you go and get clapped It's gonna blow up and the elevator will fall to the bottom Any survivors? No, good make sure the police don't spot 'em Burn any evidence, and disfigure their corpse To throw off any suspicion and to go add some salt Look you know I like you and with all due respect But I take care of my business and move on with the next [Verse 2] Kill Iceberg, let's keep it real Iceberg You look like you're packing some steel Iceberg I hope you're not afraid of me Iceberg You gotta put your hands where your eyes can see, Iceberg Look in this war, we're both cool Iceberg Even though there's conflicting loyalties, you bring bitches to school Iceburg It's your birthday huh? That's dope as hell Want some cake? I hope it goes well With your status as a pimp, you're expecting a stripper But we found out where she lived, here's a confession, we clipped her We dumped her body in the basement, let it decay They won't find the body for weeks, so let me just say Instead of a hotty jumping out of the cake It's one of my goons with a shotty and considerable weight I like you, and I wanna let you slide But what's to stop you from coming back? So now you gotta die Look you know I like you and with all due respect But I take care of my business and move on with the next [Verse 3] Just gimme yours, I'm so uncut raw I'll cut your throat like your hairline, with a buzz cut saw Look I feel for you, we all got problems Except I'm your biggest one, and you can't go to the cops son Listen I want everything you have, I have everything you want Your family in the trunk of my car, I'm so bizarre I'd have you shot by some fat old lady who's walkin' her dog Sosa you level headed so you're a threat to my cause Even if you sent cops to arrest me I could grab you through these bars And with the pin point accuracy hitting the center like darts Look, you and Giancana run the show He's the brawns, you're the brains; he slips while you on your toes Visualizing the realism of life in actuality Fuck who's the baddest, a person's status depends on salary Remember your words, as that old lady walk by She blast you, and then she'll snatch your shit as you die Look, you fuckin' scary so I had to rub you out Now onto the next guy I have to go and snub out [Verse 4] I got a body bag with your name on it Same shit, everyday gonna blow your brains on it You strangled the pope with his rosary under the orders of your compatriots I'm not afraid, get your face and put the case in it I'll pull the rug that you use to pray East out from under you Even Muhammed struggles in fear, your momma scared to be lovin' you You think I haven't heard bout '73, '86? Your reputation precedes you, on some crazy shit You made your bones killing squads of Viet Kong Same place of Uncommon Valor, Vietnam In Eighty Six served 15 for shooting the Mayor Stabbing his son with a razor, boombox blaring out Slayer You the muscle, so I'll admit I'm startled You hit hard, I'll hit harder tho; leave it hard to Fuck it, I'll send a platoon of corrupt police to your door Wash my hands with your blood, deal with the problem no more [Verse 5] It's a shame that I gotta take you to war Executioner style, put your face on them boards But I got money on my brain, I'm blowin' up in the world I'm on my road to the riches, but I'll always want more I'm a greedy piece of shit, I want all of the pie I'd live and let die, but I'd rather live ahead of the time Me and three other goons chase you for my wealth We chase you cross the country, I'll finish you myself I got a bullet with your name on it, number one Former boss of the Luciano family, so I got my gun Now you on the run, we shooting out each of your tires Ambushed while you selling drugs, peace while you die sir We cornered you at the same gas station you ran to Years ago, in Mexico; shoot the pumps and blow up while you ran through The place where you rose is the same place where you fall Heed the words of God and answer your call [Verse 6: Kane & (Raekwon)] Fuck it, while I'm going with my crew to take down the don I got hitmen who put a bunch of needles in their arm Tony Starks and Lou Diamond pushing the same H on the corner So I got the hitmen as the customers pretending to order Their pay, the heroin that they got in the car Just be careful of the witnesses nearby in the bar Packing .22's and .38's in the jacket pocket And when they backs turned, you know that they'll blast and cock it The plan is afterwards, they get the H and they run Any come back alive to me, then I fulfill the pay stub If one of them ends up in jail, then they'll overdose No witnesses to escape alive, burn 'em inside; call that Jehovah's toast The plan's set, they walk up ready to purchase Gave the both of them money, "Hey, thank you for your service" They pull it out, the guns slip and fall out Graze Tony in the head, one of the guns stall out Two of them get shot by Lou Diamond in the neck, mate Tony Stark's 12 gauge shotgun, into your breastplate Fuck they all dead, what the fuck we gon' do? (You done fucked with us so we coming for you, nigga) [Outro: Raekwon] Don't worry (Beep beep) This motherfucker isn't gonna get away with this (Beep beep) We'll get him (Beep beep) You'll see (Beep beep)