"This Is What It Comes Too (Remix)" lyrics
(feat. Ghostface Killah)
[Raekwon:]
Get the fuck up out the spot nigga
Burn that nigga feet up man
This nigga in here man
Fuck this nigga doin' b
Fat kid get washed off by fiends you wild ass
Get this motherfuckin' giraffe ass nigga outta here man
Sheep skin socks ass nigga right here b
What the hell is goin' on man?
Light that nigga feet up son, c'mon man
I done blacked out, no man is safe, ya' crew is cornered
Why did you think you could step over me? I'm too enormous
Plus I heard you an informant, call Bruce, tell em' roll out the plastic
I'm about to catch a body on this
No threat, khazer, I don't make those
Soak my bullets in cyanide, so when they touch ya' that's a case closed
Dime pieces I bag 'em, follow this pen scroll
Hoes, I don't chase those, too much drama wit' em'
That alone I don't have time for, I'm raw, fuck a bitch feelings
I'm on some old goldie shit chillin'
Business man baby, stay producin' them dollar signs
Line for line I'm dope, don't mix me with Quinine
When the spike hit em' they flat line, period
One word to describe my grind, son, I'm serious
Shank doctor with choppers, rainin' on ya militants
Guns drawn, blowing out ya back ain't concealin' shit
This what it comes to, wild'n like a western
Down in this concrete jungle, homie, hope you got ya vest on
And ya weapon is oiled and don't jam, but if it do
Leave ya through when it's time for that warfare
This what it comes to, wild'n like a western
Down in this concrete jungle, homie, hope you got ya vest on
And ya weapon is oiled and don't jam, but if it do
Leave ya through when it's time for that warfare
[Ghostface Killah:]
Yo, yo
Later on when I die I wanna fly, I'm a warrior
With my shirt sleeves, slip me a few rounds a Oreos
Kango tilted, angels was like "Ghost he killed it"
Sledgehammer rap, the whole damn Clan we build it
Brick by brick caught blow dryin' the oxi work miracles
Pray for the healthy from alphabet cereal
I was taught to bang on niggas that's quick to talk
Moment of silence
Bow ya head get it blown'd off
Rolls, race' and Flair plus Paul Orndorff
Background, hear me still shootin' when the song's off
Raow Raow like a dungeon dragon
Coast by a cop downstairs, don't stop, them baggin'
Clips hangin' like a Strawberry Charleston Chew
Strawberry shortcake, great lemonade it goo
Weather the projects, I drive by, bodies on the Throg Neck
Lightin' up their ass, bettin' niggas on the side bets, yeah
Stack chips like Legos
Pop up on you niggas like Eggo, two hands on the Draco
Hole in ya back the size of a miniature bagel
Live wires with ya girls still suckin' our huevos
We pack addicts, stack habits, still servin' crack addicts
Louis baggage, we the baddest, 24-karat atlas
Tell [?] I'm aware 29 savage is [?]
Rock niggas bite the head of a bird like Black Sabbath
This what it comes to, wild'n like a western
Down in this concrete jungle, homie, hope you got ya vest on
And ya weapon is oiled and don't jam, but if it do
Leave ya through when it's time for that warfare
This what it comes to, wild'n like a western
Down in this concrete jungle, homie, hope you got ya vest on
And ya weapon is oiled and don't jam, but if it do
Leave ya through when it's time for that warfare
I'm nice, targets get hit whenever I squeeze
Don status, get my dick sucked whenever I please
Above the law break, beat cases, don't cop pleas
I buy my cars, bet y'all niggas whips be leased
I'm a wolf off the loose, somebody find his leash
I'm a star, you a Starburst sweeter than fruit
No kinda background, claimed killer, then who did you shoot?
Must've imagined that, with your far-fetched raps
Shit is real over here, 'til we blast on Satan
Take trips in and outta the country, turn dark clouds to sunny
I'm livin' good, my paper got me comfy
You in the hood talkin' 'bout you wanna war with me
I get your projects shot down while your land lord sleep
Now you in too deep, no turning back from your actions
You a killer then show me, if not, then meet my savages
The general, I'll have my goons tear up your establishment
This what it comes to, wild'n like a western
Down in this concrete jungle, homie, hope you got ya vest on
And ya weapon is oiled and don't jam, but if it do
Leave ya through when it's time for that warfare
This what it comes to, wild'n like a western
Down in this concrete jungle, homie, hope you got ya vest on
And ya weapon is oiled and don't jam, but if it do
Leave ya through when it's time for that warfare
Get the fuck up out the spot nigga
Burn that nigga feet up man
This nigga in here man
Fuck this nigga doin' b
Fat kid get washed off by fiends you wild ass
Get this motherfuckin' giraffe ass nigga outta here man
Sheep skin socks ass nigga right here b
What the hell is goin' on man?
Light that nigga feet up son, c'mon man
I done blacked out, no man is safe, ya' crew is cornered
Why did you think you could step over me? I'm too enormous
Plus I heard you an informant, call Bruce, tell em' roll out the plastic
I'm about to catch a body on this
No threat, khazer, I don't make those
Soak my bullets in cyanide, so when they touch ya' that's a case closed
Dime pieces I bag 'em, follow this pen scroll
Hoes, I don't chase those, too much drama wit' em'
That alone I don't have time for, I'm raw, fuck a bitch feelings
I'm on some old goldie shit chillin'
Business man baby, stay producin' them dollar signs
Line for line I'm dope, don't mix me with Quinine
When the spike hit em' they flat line, period
One word to describe my grind, son, I'm serious
Shank doctor with choppers, rainin' on ya militants
Guns drawn, blowing out ya back ain't concealin' shit
This what it comes to, wild'n like a western
Down in this concrete jungle, homie, hope you got ya vest on
And ya weapon is oiled and don't jam, but if it do
Leave ya through when it's time for that warfare
This what it comes to, wild'n like a western
Down in this concrete jungle, homie, hope you got ya vest on
And ya weapon is oiled and don't jam, but if it do
Leave ya through when it's time for that warfare
[Ghostface Killah:]
Yo, yo
Later on when I die I wanna fly, I'm a warrior
With my shirt sleeves, slip me a few rounds a Oreos
Kango tilted, angels was like "Ghost he killed it"
Sledgehammer rap, the whole damn Clan we build it
Brick by brick caught blow dryin' the oxi work miracles
Pray for the healthy from alphabet cereal
I was taught to bang on niggas that's quick to talk
Moment of silence
Bow ya head get it blown'd off
Rolls, race' and Flair plus Paul Orndorff
Background, hear me still shootin' when the song's off
Raow Raow like a dungeon dragon
Coast by a cop downstairs, don't stop, them baggin'
Clips hangin' like a Strawberry Charleston Chew
Strawberry shortcake, great lemonade it goo
Weather the projects, I drive by, bodies on the Throg Neck
Lightin' up their ass, bettin' niggas on the side bets, yeah
Stack chips like Legos
Pop up on you niggas like Eggo, two hands on the Draco
Hole in ya back the size of a miniature bagel
Live wires with ya girls still suckin' our huevos
We pack addicts, stack habits, still servin' crack addicts
Louis baggage, we the baddest, 24-karat atlas
Tell [?] I'm aware 29 savage is [?]
Rock niggas bite the head of a bird like Black Sabbath
This what it comes to, wild'n like a western
Down in this concrete jungle, homie, hope you got ya vest on
And ya weapon is oiled and don't jam, but if it do
Leave ya through when it's time for that warfare
This what it comes to, wild'n like a western
Down in this concrete jungle, homie, hope you got ya vest on
And ya weapon is oiled and don't jam, but if it do
Leave ya through when it's time for that warfare
I'm nice, targets get hit whenever I squeeze
Don status, get my dick sucked whenever I please
Above the law break, beat cases, don't cop pleas
I buy my cars, bet y'all niggas whips be leased
I'm a wolf off the loose, somebody find his leash
I'm a star, you a Starburst sweeter than fruit
No kinda background, claimed killer, then who did you shoot?
Must've imagined that, with your far-fetched raps
Shit is real over here, 'til we blast on Satan
Take trips in and outta the country, turn dark clouds to sunny
I'm livin' good, my paper got me comfy
You in the hood talkin' 'bout you wanna war with me
I get your projects shot down while your land lord sleep
Now you in too deep, no turning back from your actions
You a killer then show me, if not, then meet my savages
The general, I'll have my goons tear up your establishment
This what it comes to, wild'n like a western
Down in this concrete jungle, homie, hope you got ya vest on
And ya weapon is oiled and don't jam, but if it do
Leave ya through when it's time for that warfare
This what it comes to, wild'n like a western
Down in this concrete jungle, homie, hope you got ya vest on
And ya weapon is oiled and don't jam, but if it do
Leave ya through when it's time for that warfare
