Love Is the Message

Lyrics

[Intro: Raekwon, (Cappadonna)] Remind me Tuesday I gotta go handle my business Know what I'm saying? Straight up (Love is love) Yo, don't play with them shits up in here Them shits is dangerous [Verse 1: Raekwon] Hey yo Hey yo Hits Sally Timbaland grand finale Damn, imagine bringing back lambskin Bally's Glass of this Leather dick down status That's crabbage Can't see the real, so you average Drip camo Who carry Van Damme ammo Nike Airs Uptown, put the Benz van yo Chilling with niggas who real Who respect real Big us, get your wig touched, crib rushed Record and command Slam jams for my mans Puff trees Tuck these rugers in your lands Cemented Bent out of shape mend it Represent, Spin been through it, god Hold the MAC splendid Time Balotti, rap version of the Black Gotti Rob me, God'll act ungodly What never been done before It's real, son, you gum it out Run it in the gun store [Verse 2: Cappadonna] Everyday all day Fat like Bob Rockaway Dipped in the latest, spot me right away Wu-Tang executive, new Donna Jay Darts in your area, that's how I play Nobody else shouldn't really have a say When it come down to this Shaolin, USA Represent fully, give me your air space Razor Sharp label keep coming out the face Make room as I step up to the plate RZA create sounds of earthquakes Make no mistake, kid, y'all just faking Cross-over cats that love to eat bacon W.T.C. rush like Reagan Crush your little song while you on your knees begging [Interlude: Raekwon] Who? That nigga right there? Son, he trust me, watch this shit right here [Hook: Raekwon] We see y'all niggas in the back, all treed out Throw the heat out Ready to stop all beef out Play me Maybe you will catch more gravy, kid We ill in the back, feeling on your ladies We see y'all niggas in the back, all treed out Throw the heat out Ready to stop all beef out Play me Maybe you will catch more gravy, kid We ill in the back, feeling on your ladies [Verse 3: Raekwon] Dripped out dip promoter Dead-arm that nigga trying to get up over Thinking he clever, but he rolled up Fronting on the God, yo Acting like that cheese ain't right Aight, that night, dunn rolled on the mic Jumping out the Lex door, suede Lugz on Looking like he worth ten thousand on the arms Cuban connect I had it smashed This is Godville, kid, we real Staring at his steel, don't ask Jewels that he rocking Bone bracelet Had laced, kid, screaming on his neck, Lex rocking Nigga had a fat lab Hundred bag Tools you had Ohh, little wifey had it all with a fat ass What you wanna eat, boo? The rent's due Niggas wanna get you You need to put a laser on your shit, boo Sat there bluffing, saying nothing Looking at bird pop shit, acting like she bugging [Verse 4: Cappadonna] 18 karat gold and fresh boots Me and my team regulate to the roots Big pockets Blow mics out the sockets Condominium Karl Kani denim Where the honey's at? We be getting up in them A whole lot of dollars and real scholars The Wu got knowledge Represent 5% 100% pay attention To the stretch Lincoln Drinking Evian, Don-Don Stay calm under pressure Break the sound barrier Big Wu-Tang trucks roll in your area Wallabees for life We too hype One ring with the ice Don't stress it What? Love is the message 18 points on my brand new record Dart clapper Ran like a snapper Watch out for Cappa Make way Y'all cats ain't ready for me and the DJ [Interlude with Raekwon talking and Cappadonna shout outs] [Hook: Raekwon] We see y'all niggas in the back, all treed out Throw the heat out Ready to stop all beef out Play me Maybe you will catch more gravy, kid We ill in the back, feeling on your ladies We see y'all niggas in the back, all treed out Throw the heat out Ready to stop all beef out Play me Maybe you will catch more gravy, kid We ill in the back, feeling on your ladies [Outro: Raekwon] Du-du NUMBER 1 Dance hall storm Yo, yo, yo, yo