The Heist
(专辑: The Vatican Mixtape Vol. I - 2007)
[Raekwon:] Straight up, nigga, I'm a
money nigga, man You know what time it is with me, yo That's right Take the
track, cut the
heads off, split it down the
middle, man Take the
bones out, man, for real Yeah, all apple pie, yeah Straight up, Flipmode, BK king [Ghostface Killah:] It was the
best heist since ice, precise rituals Skated outta Jacob's with the
Fruit Loop jewels Holding a
navy blue Suzi, Krush Grooving waves off the
atlas Cooling, that's how we make movies Basketball gun brawlers, bounce Black down 'bill-a-head banks, Malibu colorful shanks That's the
way we live, Staten Island kid O-Dogging it, the
thug vaccine with no pork in it Vivid imagination paper chain Duffle bag swollen, we holding Drink chocolate milk before we roll in It's like that ya'll, we gangsters Sticking all you Bay Ridge Benzes I'm out to get erect Terrific shit be the
diamond district Tiffany's, pretty Valentine brick is on the
second floor balcony Gems is magnificent, diamonds is crying "Busta Rhymes, take me, never mind them!" [Raekwon:] Ayo, caught 'em at the
Ice Pavilion, dressy, salad-bar style; Nestle Four white niggas, covered in vest pieces Think like a
mob flick Guessing like Patsy in the
mask, piece bust Got aggravated, slapped the
glass piece One nigga beaming, faggot ass Lay on the
floor ya fuck! Tied his broken arm to his Hush Puppies Wrapped around trauma, everything realer than fuck Tajuana left my nigga niece live comma Three young Italians, suited down personal style I'm in valour white designing on the
'dallions Felt like some crackers was in back of me Spit on the
clerk, pass the
Harry Winston set ghost backing me Bust a
shot, motored, four mill in paper work Lord We get together once more before we blow this Murdered nobody, left 'em all baseball'd down, brother Three wicked ass 6's, Gucci colors [Busta Rhymes:] Money! Drop dead on the
floor Nigga, pass the
keys to the
door Pass me all the
cash in the
drawer Or I
promise you'll be paying the
price Feeling like a
nigga died twice Execute the
world's greatest diamond heist Ya'll niggas know we out to get this money C'mon money, c'mon Raekwon, Ghostface, Roc Marc', c'mon C'mon money, c'mon money C'mon money, c'mon money, c'mon money Let's get this money nigga [Roc Marciano:] Yeah, we near the
mind out west somewhere in Africa The
Feds is after us, vest on my back whipping the
Acuras Feel like a
mac busting, a
rug in Preston on percussion I'll bust in your gate, nigga it's nothing A
hail storm, ice raining, mind containing Info, nigga what you in for? Complaining Six bars deep in this language Did I
tell you how my day's spent? Speaking through the
face of Ronald Regan Iceberg History, calligraphy colors, hollow-head shells and flaring gunmen Hate to see me coming like gray skies on day of judgment Makes you wonder where the
love went Hit a
nigga, feed him to some buzzards Put up numbers, plus I'm one to push his mug in We duck in the
safe, check what I'm hugging Rocks the
size of some shit, out in the
Congo My arms full, let's get the
fuck out, Busta I
got you [Busta Rhymes:] Ayo, we do great study on fossils and stones like archaeologists Gem-ologists, collect the
most priceless ices anonymous Canary stones yellow like a
pumpkin Dunkin Donut precious size stones make me wanna cut the
safe open Rae pass the
blowtorch, Ghost brought the
dynamite stick Marciano brought a
chisel with an ice pick Princess cuts, invisible settings Planning the
world's greatest diamond heist playing a
tune by Otis Redding Icicle cones hang from the
ceiling just like stalagmites Time to throw on a
skully and tie a
rag tight Throwing light went off and in the
basket Grabbed the
necklace from off the
satin pillow while the
glass casket Ice lay across the
crushed burgundy velvet Up in the
diamond slide-tray Gun in your face, slide it right away Round table with Habib, Mirishnokof, and the
rest of them Jewish niggas We got them niggas drunk and talking foolish see You know the
way we straight manipulated the
shit We swindle them niggas for all their precious things before we skated and shit Yeah, ya'll niggas know we skated early Disguised ourselves as Hasidic Jews and even left my sideburns curly Bounce to Mexico and spend some pesos And bury the
diamonds on an island your never heard Like Turks and Caicos Every time we hit, we in and out quick Don't be surprised if we behind supplying niggas all the
platinum and shit Money, money, money, money, money Money, money, money, money, money Money, money, money, money, money Money, money Yeah, the
world's greatest jewel heist Thoroughly and successfully executed By none other than Ghostface Killah, Raekwon the
Chef Rock Marciano and Busta Rhymes A
job well done, fellas, very good piece of work