Revory (Wraith)

(альбом: Fly International Luxurious Art - 2015)

[Verse 1 Raekwon:]
Bubble Goose, smoking bubble kush
The Uzis is navy blue, a couple coupes
Satan around, stacking suckers, save the truce
Mansions before these niggas, we done, we deucing
Cracking fish in the Ritz Carlton, take a piss
69 floors up, sparkling Cris'
Moneybags stacked in duvet sheets
Few strange freaks follow the Wraiths
Walk through the gates, nigga
Pyrex Cubano connection
New York Mexicans, they call us the team for smuggling wet shit
The Al Pacinos of rap, yep, they planned it with me
Pass the baguette, gold Louis phone, hand it to me
Raised a million champs, this is our civilian's lamp
Furless sweats, stay in jets, kill a billion camps
Pussy niggas get strangled fast
Still I'm cool on the fast, rocking the grill of glass
Desert boot on, counting a million cash
This is all I ask for, love is fair war, let's build the masses
Sitting, boat sailing, scenic routes, catch the quotes
Young, armed and dangerous [?] couple posters
I'm like known in a couple coasts
Rae and Ghost, familiar with us? Raising ghosts

[Verse 2 Rick Ross:]
I'm hearing how these niggas plotting
Madame sleeping on Egyptian cotton
Miles Davis vinyl still spinning
I've been to Freaknik, I've been living
You see the Bentley and we smoking in the parking lot
Contract killers so we rarely talk a lot
Guiseppes and my weapon when you see me stepping
10th grade education with a MAC-11
The definition of a renaissance
Twice a day I change watches, chains and the charms
Tatted on my back, chest and my palms
Then it's me and Diddy, dice games at the Palms
Blew a mil' in cash just to let the bitches watch
Take her down to the lobby, get the bitch a watch
Tinted windows, smoking with a screw face
Black hoodies on, bullies think it's Wu-Tang
Barry White blaring in the white Benz
Running like I had a curly perm back then
It's Rozay and I'm 40 up
Pink Belaire in a nigga's cup

[Verse 3 Ghostface Killah:]
Ayo jumping out the shower, jewels on, heated up
Fluffy Polo towels in Melbourne, getting it
Hands is ashy, cash keep coming, dice hand like Lil Poo
Young god bowling with thunder
Betting bricks out at the Knicks came with Cubans from Biscayne
Burning the Castro cigars with a big flame
Godfather coats and hard bottoms
Everything down to cribs, hoes and gear, we got 'em
It's the lean team, Medellín chains
Shop niggas like fresh fruit, like old grand earth, can of green beans
We'll cut you and you and you, nigga
This is me, Rae and Wraith, box cutters on cruise, nigga