Can It Be All So Simple (Remix)

[Skit] [Raekwon] Yo hold up, let me talk to this cat Yo kid, what up Starks? what up? (What's going on, whassup? whassup baby?) Ayyo yo, I just seen this kid over there, over there right over there by your building and shit I know he ain't down with your team (Who?) I dunno, some skinny looking big-head nigga, youknowwhatI'msayin (He ain't making no sales though) Yo son I just seen five fiends around a nigga son (Fuck it, lets do what we gotta do) Fuck it, lets go over there, I'mma show you this nigga Come on come on, right over there, there you go, right there (That cat?) Word up, I'm right behind you [Ghostface Killah] Ayyo kid, what the fuck is you doing man, huh? Huh (Who the fuck you talking to) I'm talking to you (You ain't talking to me) The fuck you talking about? Open your hand, what the fuck is that in your hand man? (sounds of Ghost slapping the kid) What the fuck I say? This is my shit, grab that nigga, grab that nigga (Why Why why?) Come here! (Sounds of gunshots) Move son! move son! oh shit! oh shit! oh shit yo Yo I'm hit, yo son I'm hit, I'm hit, I'm hit (damn son, you bleeding son, bad) Ayyo, grab this, grab this, take this, take this I'm going over to the God's house, go ahead before the cops come, go ahead, go ahead son, man fuck that Niggas try to assassinate me man [Verse 1: Ghostface Killah] Yo, check what happened out of state I'm knocking off a half-a-cake cash rule, flying at a fast rate I smoke the black dust, kept my hands clutched, I'm falling in lust Spoilt plus I played my hand like a royal flush Baggy jeans, Wallabee Clarks, pretty women I put it in 'em, shot up in 'em, deadly venom I hung around the big time bosses Illegal force exchange thoughts, showing love to all my sources Spades tried to bag me, like Cagney and Lacey Chef had that bitch Stacey slippin in Macy's I dose off, catch a flashback on how I got trapped And got licked like Papsy in a mob flick I got hit Stumbling, holding my neck to the God's rest Opened flesh burgundy blood colored my Guess Emergency trauma, black teen headed for surgery Can it be an out of state nigga tried to murder me? I should've stayed in Job Corp, and now I'm a outlaw Rae continue to carry a .44 nigga [Hook: Ghostface Killah and Raekwon] Dedicated to the Gods and Earths Dedicated to babies who came feet first Dedicated to Up North and down state Dedicated to rich niggas who sell weights Dedicated to projects with black kids Dedicated to man who build pyramids Word up! What the fuck yo? We taking you on another chamber Word up son, you know how we be on it Yeah it's real Show these crabs how to rhyme man I think it's time to bless them, word up Bulletproof First chamber Yo Chef yo [Verse 2: Raekwon] It started off on the Island aka Shaolin niggas wilding Old folks scream stop the violence! True. laying up yo, watching these crack niggas Playing nuff crap games for what, see Back in days, crime pays in mad ways Sporting Tommy Hil with caves, 360 waves And no searching for loose ends, now I flex 300 Benz Mad Timbs with mad diamonds Now that's the life of the good life, sometimes niggas act trife I paid the price throughout my hood life Remember I got blasted, now that's in the past kid God forbid I lay in the casket But now I'm all about G-notes, no time for weed, mixed with coke I wash my mouth out with soap And got my act together, Lo sweaters and better And phat leathers, so whatever, bring it on