Wrekonize

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Smif-N-Wessun - "Wrekonize" [Emcee(s): Tek and Steele] [Producer(s): Baby Paul] [Sample 1 (Bass): New York Port Authority - "Home On A Rainy Day" (0:00)] [Sample 2 (Multiple Elements): The Emotions - "Blind Alley" (0:03)] [Sample 3 (Drums): Iron Butterfly - "Get Out of My Life, Woman" (0:00)] [Hook/Additional Vocals: Rock] [Intro: Steele and Tek] Let's go, baby. Yeah, yeah (Yeah), for the 90 Now (90 Now). All heads realize (Wrekonize). Real heads on the rise (Wrekonize, my brother). Boot Camp coming through (Yeah). 1, 2, 3 (Boot Camp Clik in the 90s). 3, 2, 1. Represent, my son. Show 'em how it's done. Yeah! [Verse 1: Tek] What up? I heard that you got a little prob' with The way that we roll and the heads we done robbed Sticking and flicking the bangers, throwing them out to your neck Another beat-down inflicted by that nigga Tek And for you backstabbers, yeah, I got a sharp dagger And a left hook that'll cause your jaw bone to shatter Who's skilled enough to come test the weeded two Titans from Bucktown that'll burn through your crew? I got a vibe from the session in the back. When niggas Is strapped underground, puffing meth and kicking raps Smif-N-Wessun coming with 'nough buds and skunk Fake the funk and get found dead in a trunk [Hook: Steele and Tek] All heads realize, wrekonize Real heads on the rise, wrekonize. You better wrekonize All heads realize, wrekonize Real heads on the rise, wrekonize. You better wrekonize All heads realize, wrekonize Real heads on the rise, wrekonize. You better wrekonize All heads realize, wrekonize Real heads on the rise, wrekonize. You better wrekonize [Verse 2: Steele and Tek] Back again, make room for the boom Puffing the lye, getting high to a Beatminerz tune Stroke my gat 'cause where I lives at's a lot of rats Cool champagne is my brain, so I don't sweat that Instead, I mack with a Tek and a Dog, my man Ruckus and Rock. Ayyo, Rippa, what up, ock? [Verse 3: Tek] The deal's going down like this: run off at The mouth, watch your lips and my boots do a French kiss Putting an end to those who tend to get me aggravated I'm tired of counting dues and adding up the years we waited Be on the lookout for these mad blunts smoking Keep your girl away from me 'cause I won't hesitate to stroke it [Hook: Steele and Tek] All heads realize, wrekonize Real heads on the rise, wrekonize. You better wrekonize All heads realize, wrekonize Real heads on the rise, wrekonize. You better wrekonize All heads realize, wrekonize Real heads on the rise, wrekonize. You better wrekonize All heads realize, wrekonize Real heads on the rise, wrekonize. You better wrekonize [Verse 4: Steele] I'm feeling the rush from the cannabis Plant, but I can't lamp 'cause niggas get me amped Talking this and that, but my rap format's fat And I slap cats that commence to stab backs Never could I ever agree on cutting loose A lot of my troops that I rolled with for eons Be on your tippy-top or you'll quickly drop by them Crooked cops or the local cock-blockers on your block I watch my back when for delf Some say the buzz, but I say the fuzz bad for my health Huh! Critics could get banged like Riddick Bowe First, I get lifted with my Clik before ripping a show So I say what I mean Mean what I say, do what I do, and me not play Say, "En garde," for punks who play hard. Don't be Surprised I'm pulling your card. You better wrekonize [Hook: Steele and Tek] All heads realize, wrekonize Real heads on the rise, wrekonize. You better wrekonize All heads realize, wrekonize Real heads on the rise, wrekonize. You better wrekonize All heads realize, wrekonize Real heads on the rise, wrekonize. You better wrekonize All heads realize, wrekonize Smif-N-Wessun on the rise. You better wrekonize, nigga!
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Credits
- Writers
- Tek
- Steele
- Baby Paul