Ghostface Killah, Raekwon, Cappadonna - Iron Maiden

[00:00.72] GHOSTFACE KILLAH [00:01.24] Miscellaneous [00:01.64] Iron Maiden"(feat. Raekwon, Cappadonna [00:02.11] [Intro: (from the motion picture "Fresh")] [00:02.45] (What you doin' on our turf, punk? [00:03.18] Got a message for Smokey. [00:04.33] Give it. [00:05.56] You Smokey, man? [00:07.05] Give it! [00:08.29] If you ain't Smokey, it ain't yo' motherfuckin' message [00:10.62] Motherfucker, I said gimme the message! [00:12.66] It's from Willie, in the slam. [00:17.17] Nigga, you been busted? [00:19.35] Yeah, the man picked me up. [00:21.76] Well, I ain't got no fuckin' time to play witchu! Now gimme the message. [00:26.50] Willie's in Warwick, doin' 1-3. Told me to tell y'all motherfuckers to [00:33.48] Keep cool. He be out one way or another. Quick. Maybe I could stick [00:39.53] Around for awhile. [00:40.20] Naw, that's out, man. You know? What can we, The Lords, do with a punk like [00:44.47] You? [00:45.05] Kiss my ass, motherfucker! (Burn 'em) Just me and you, motherfucker, just [00:49.32] Me and you. I put trademarks around your fuckin' eye!) [00:53.40] (Portrayin', won't be payin'. Uh huh, Uh huh) [01:00.95] (Yeah, no doubt, no doubt, this Wally champ cat. Yeah, it's on this one) [01:10.22] [Raekwon:] [01:11.57] Yo, Gambino niggas who swipe theirs [01:14.01] Deluxe rap cavaliers [01:14.86] Midgets who steal beers, give 'em theirs [01:16.79] [Chorus: Raekwon] [01:17.29] Sit back jollyin' [01:17.97] My team be gamin' like three card Rolly an' [01:20.31] Drug Somalians pollyin' [01:21.23] [Verse One: Raekwon] [01:21.91] Many raps they crochetin' [01:23.21] Ay yo Iron, these niggas portrayin' [01:25.48] But haven't been payin' [01:26.40] For real, slide on these niggas like flesh fear [01:28.45] Caesar fade style, usually tough grenade [01:30.65] Throw a blade, fuck gettin' laid [01:32.35] Guzzle this shit like Gatorade [01:33.05] Big-dick Wallies have never half-suede [01:35.48] Connectin' with the hot style is done [01:37.12] Light up a chalis [01:38.42] I run with nuttin' but the wildest, foulest [01:40.03] Come on now, long-dick style [01:42.18] Niggas on the hit out, ay yo Iron bite my shit out [01:44.63] Eventually, bust a rap gun mentally [01:47.00] Been doin' this century kid, just meant to be [01:49.32] Get on your knees and bless me with a gem in the Caribbean [01:52.33] Skiin' off by P.M. [01:53.78] Snatch Canadian cream with Scandinavians [01:56.27] Fellatium style, play it like thirty-two Arabians [01:58.65] The greatest lesson is don't owe, you might get stole on [02:01.59] When I go bury me wit Valow on [02:03.33] (They come to me, and understand, just let me get mines first. Then after I [02:08.17] Get mines, y'all can do what y'all wanna do. Fuck 'em up bad) [02:12.66] [Verse Two: Ghostface] [02:12.95] 'Sho 'nuff, hit the bank and thrust [02:14.64] Cool Nauticas Jamie Summer got trained on the tour bus [02:17.45] We upgrade, swallow raw eggs, read the label [02:19.54] Hittin' white-label, left the Winnebago unstable [02:21.90] Smooth sailin', walked in, my earth started kneelin' [02:23.97] Started stealin', I'm too ill, see we're bellin' at the parlay [02:26.87] Kicked up, mack, max motion [02:29.31] Michael Bolton magazine call, I'm too potent [02:31.19] Louisville mix pain kill rap, Fuck benadryl [02:33.85] The violin in 'Knowledge God' sounded ill [02:35.81] Tremendously obnoxious, no blotches [02:38.24] My telephone watch'll leave bartenders topless [02:40.31] Dead on the prosecutor, smacked a juror [02:42.97] Me and my girl'll run like Luke and Laura [02:45.19] We sit back on Malayan islands [02:47.49] Sippin' mix drinks out of boat coconut bowls, we whylin' [02:49.89] [(Break) Raekwon:] [02:50.42] Sit back jollyin', Uh huh, Uh huh [02:52.83] Uh huh, Uh huh, Sit back jollyin' [02:55.78] Uh huh, Uh huh, Uh huh, Uh huh [02:59.55] [(Chorus) x 2] [03:08.64] Sit back [03:13.50] [Verse Three: Cappadonna] [03:14.09] Deep meditation sound orientated, war the blizzard [03:15.42] Rap para-medical the wizard [03:17.78] Cappadonna, never caterin' to none [03:19.95] My microphone and three verse weigh a ton of slaughter [03:22.42] You oughta five thousand back across the water [03:24.71] My laboratory story keep me flowin' with the glory [03:26.92] Acapella or deep dirty instrumental [03:29.29] I could blow the sky like the stormy wind blew [03:31.57] One gallon of whylin', Park Hill profilin' [03:34.15] I cut your face up rough fifty sure while you're smilin' [03:36.34] For violatin' my position, [03:38.01] I leave you smoked like a crackhead on a mission [03:39.65] Two tokes of mic dope, one stroke of elegance [03:42.40] Rated like the movie graphic told intelligence [03:44.48] Person to person, it'd be hard for you to take a trophy [03:47.36] You better off to get somebody out to try to smoke me [03:49.38] 'Cause I'm P-L-O T-K-O every day [03:51.74] Dancehall General, Party Fanatic Colonel [03:54.48] Cappadonna son'a old school just go infernal [03:56.82] Veteran for rappin' with the new set of rule of hard rappin' [03:59.75] Ninety-six jive, I keep the live crowd clappin' [04:02.26] When I bow, all praises due to Staten Isle [04:04.31] I spark the mic and Shaolin spark the methtical [04:06.85] Every evenin', I have a by myself meetin' [04:09.05] Thinkin' who's gonna be the next to catch a beatin' [04:11.13] From my mental slangin', bitchin' rap twist the point of warfare [04:13.68] I brutalize, all competition catch ill hair [04:16.34] Chance him, that's what they said, threw up a ransom [04:18.59] I jacked it, stripped the beat naked and packed it [04:21.23] Gimme my rewards [04:21.74] (The way I, the way I wanna get 'em. I want 'em gotten. I want 'em layin' [04:32.38] Out. I want 'em gotten. 'Cause niggas need to be gotten. He need to be [04:37.16] Taken off of here. That's right.) [04:40.23]