Pomogranite

Lyrics

[Intro: Raekwon & Carlton Fisk] Let me get my fucking sip on, man (Yeah) Top tier shit, man (Haha) Let me get my sip on, man Cocksucker, you motherfucker (Haha) What's up? [Chrous: Raekwon] Move, bless, Lord, carry your S-car interior Dons don't bow, move the crowd when they hearin' ya Kick down the door, don't stop till they bury ya Throwin' swords for mines, we get live in your area [Verse 1: Carlton Fisk] Ex-con, not the type of nigga that you flex on Mr. Carlton Fisk, baby, seen it all and done it all Shell casing left many murals on the wall A million candles for you and you better light 'em all Biscotti guava cake wanna light the raw (Yeah) Movin' through the streets of New York while light and poor Devise a plan with my man, the demise is yours Got me in your building with the shotty up down the hall (Down the hall) Maneuver money, my shooter's removal, movin' funny Cash King think differently, nigga, you's a dummy Fiends in your spot licking plates that's pitiful (Come here, son) 12 at the door now, situation critical Tear gas, stun grenade, thrown through the floor Hit the fire escape broad man fifth floor First cop slipped through the door, his gun went off Hit my worker in the shoulder, he spun and left the clip off [Verse 2: Raekwon] Whatever he's saying is facts I pull in, 2M machine, Wallah, all of the exterior is waxed Gallo in the rearview, it's movies on, relax Shoes for a confrontation, you gon' get snatched Vestes an S classes gettin' fat All my main shooters got money, they all Jacks Flows is hungry, I just ask I sit amongst bosses, you niggas is horses, go get strapped Leathers, fur coats on and hats Came through like Frank Matthews bring on stacks Yeah, it's Park Hilly on wax All that shit you really on: it really don't match Haha, sound silly don't get clapped Make my man Mitch hit you, Darn, go get the Jets Next time you might get killed for more racks See me out in London with Lambs and all flats [Verse 3: Inspectah Deck] I step with the steppers, foot on their neck applyin' pressure Eatin' good, pilin' on extra Cold as Minnesota weather, I send them home on a stretcher Facts, I go crazy over lesser Born in the fire, I talk with the dragon's breath Cashing checks, that's the flex, watch what happen next Action on the set, put karats on my neck I'm in Paris on the jet, I was rappin' on the steps That's Cynthia's son, I be trippin' how these niggas is stunned How I'm having such a pivotal run Used to do it for fun, now give me my ones You a flashlight standing near the physical sun Fully loaded with all the features, for all the non-believers They on the sideline watchin' from the bleachers Deck Jeter, guest speaker, check the meter I'm givin' niggas shakes and chills with this fever [Chrous: Raekwon] Move, bless, Lord, carry your S-car interior Don's don't bow, move the crowd when they hearin' ya Kick down the door, don't stop till they bury ya Throwin' swords for mines, we get live in your area Move, bless, Lord, carry your S-car interior Don's don't bow, move the crowd when they hearin' ya Kick down the door, don't stop till they bury ya Throwin' swords for mines, we get live in your area [Outro: Raekwon] For real, what's goin' on? You know what it is, big up (We get live in your area) Brooklyn, Queens, Manhattan, Bronx, Shaolin (We get live in your area) Yeah, for real, New York City stand up Anywhere else, you know what it is, man Six places and strong (We get live in your area) What you talkin' 'bout?