"Determination" lyrics
(from "Gran Turismo 3 A-Spec (Playstation 2)" soundtrack)
[Raekwon:]
I really don't need to be fucking with ya right now
I need to movin' around in the air, circlin' Manhattan
Real smooth
Here we go again son, black Harrison Ford on the run
One, beef in the field, it's real
Highly recommend shield, Lee rocks, still he rock
Got the blue laser, grill, like Martin Scorsese. Ah
Jumping outta limo's, expos, black rentals
Chasing niggas through the projects, prolex
Moseyin', 15 of us, five trucks
Crazy deluxe, bound by honor, nigga what?
Tailin' us in boats and land, 40 cal in my hand
Made the left... Lex fam
Sure enough what, Hummer craft lookin' up, what?
Kid the chipped out flex now I'm stuck
Bounced on him, public announcements say they want him
Any ideas? Where he at? Cops want him
Changin' the gear the same footwear
Running like a crook, yea, no love here
Fuck yea, we up there
Had a little drugs there, they was there
Pass it kid, Novocain caught a slug there
Had it mastered in flight school, nigga go whip a plane
Driving land, map shit out, go to night school
Bronze star, feelin' who we are
Half-animal, whole lotta love, black God
Standin' front and center, from here to winter
Grip the splinter, shoot it sideways, nozzle on, pop-it
(Nothin' but determination)
Ready to hit something, pop shit with something
Blow blimps on the mad rubber grips, big lips on it
Rollin with top rank medals, hands is like Graig Nettles
Bright link, purple heart, swim bezzle
Hearin' the horn of Josh, movin' like the moss
Executive decision play large
Caught a blip on the radar, screen him out
Fightin' like like Julio Cesar, blaze y'all
Mayday, mayday, chasin' me, CIA, KGB, FBI, DIA on they way
Trynna chase down the God, this Afro-African'll lace ya
Nothin' but determination
Part two kid, establish brainpower, truth did
Yo it's realer than a fuck now, ain't stupid
Trash three hundred thousand in cash, guerrilla mash
Brass this gat, TNT niggas on my ass
Play for real, Lex will, I suggest still
Clear my own shit, let the press ill, let's bill
Make it to the UN, doin' 'bout a thousand in the blue M
Frogmen repped out foolin', left all the American Express cards
Left the passports, timeshare, shit up on in Escort
Bail 'em, busting his joint, Chief O'Hara
That old, Louis McDarren, see the waves through the mirror
Spot that, hop that, through the top back
Ready to lock somethin', down for the cause, stop that
You play the king, I play the pawn, who the king of the Swarm?
You wrong, where's the evidence, watch the fire arm
With eternal affairs there, I knew I had little bits of love
Hopin' it'll be fair, he watch me, heavy Roxy scene
He clean though, American Cream Team let him leave
See the moral of the story, feelin' me like
Mordon and Glory when they came for me
Had fifty on the line, look at mine, all dressed down
Handlin' nines, know the time
I really don't need to be fucking with ya right now
I need to movin' around in the air, circlin' Manhattan
Real smooth
Here we go again son, black Harrison Ford on the run
One, beef in the field, it's real
Highly recommend shield, Lee rocks, still he rock
Got the blue laser, grill, like Martin Scorsese. Ah
Jumping outta limo's, expos, black rentals
Chasing niggas through the projects, prolex
Moseyin', 15 of us, five trucks
Crazy deluxe, bound by honor, nigga what?
Tailin' us in boats and land, 40 cal in my hand
Made the left... Lex fam
Sure enough what, Hummer craft lookin' up, what?
Kid the chipped out flex now I'm stuck
Bounced on him, public announcements say they want him
Any ideas? Where he at? Cops want him
Changin' the gear the same footwear
Running like a crook, yea, no love here
Fuck yea, we up there
Had a little drugs there, they was there
Pass it kid, Novocain caught a slug there
Had it mastered in flight school, nigga go whip a plane
Driving land, map shit out, go to night school
Bronze star, feelin' who we are
Half-animal, whole lotta love, black God
Standin' front and center, from here to winter
Grip the splinter, shoot it sideways, nozzle on, pop-it
(Nothin' but determination)
Ready to hit something, pop shit with something
Blow blimps on the mad rubber grips, big lips on it
Rollin with top rank medals, hands is like Graig Nettles
Bright link, purple heart, swim bezzle
Hearin' the horn of Josh, movin' like the moss
Executive decision play large
Caught a blip on the radar, screen him out
Fightin' like like Julio Cesar, blaze y'all
Mayday, mayday, chasin' me, CIA, KGB, FBI, DIA on they way
Trynna chase down the God, this Afro-African'll lace ya
Nothin' but determination
Part two kid, establish brainpower, truth did
Yo it's realer than a fuck now, ain't stupid
Trash three hundred thousand in cash, guerrilla mash
Brass this gat, TNT niggas on my ass
Play for real, Lex will, I suggest still
Clear my own shit, let the press ill, let's bill
Make it to the UN, doin' 'bout a thousand in the blue M
Frogmen repped out foolin', left all the American Express cards
Left the passports, timeshare, shit up on in Escort
Bail 'em, busting his joint, Chief O'Hara
That old, Louis McDarren, see the waves through the mirror
Spot that, hop that, through the top back
Ready to lock somethin', down for the cause, stop that
You play the king, I play the pawn, who the king of the Swarm?
You wrong, where's the evidence, watch the fire arm
With eternal affairs there, I knew I had little bits of love
Hopin' it'll be fair, he watch me, heavy Roxy scene
He clean though, American Cream Team let him leave
See the moral of the story, feelin' me like
Mordon and Glory when they came for me
Had fifty on the line, look at mine, all dressed down
Handlin' nines, know the time
