Planet Of The Apes
(feat. Capone, Polite, Sheek Louch) [Intro: Capone]
I just had to say that right there
Rae I just have to say you my nigga, understand?
It dont get no realer than this, man
Lets slow the fuck down
You gettin like a hundred worth for real, man [Hook x2: Polite]
Eh yo thug niggas know the code, lock and load
Hit em in the head, watch a nigga brain explode
Yo from Y.
O. to Q.B. they bang this shit
Shaolin boys they bang them fifths [Intro continues overlapped by Chorus]
Fuckin cops aint paid up nothin
Yo you know we shoot you down, man
Ice Water
Inc., yeah!
Territory, nigga
Millitainment,
Y.O Yeah, yeah
Yeah yeah eh yo [Capone]
Eh yo late night, candle light, fiend with a crackpipe
Its only right, feelin higher than an airplane, right?
Im tryin to get this money, right?
So I move cautiously
You more frauds, you see?
Ima live bossy
Way out on
Fantasy Island with
Mr. Roth,
B I gotta play the ghetto, everyday the hood endorse me (Q.B.)
Im destined for triple, left hand crook and the right hand fury
Will block the shots, thats simple,
I dented a tomb for style
A toast to the death of my foes, respect violence, the criminal codes
Hammer smack a nigga out his five senses
Leave him dumb, deaf and blind,
I ride on rinses
Interest so tight, strobe lights follow my grace
Bang bullets by the gates, might hollow ya face
Me and Chef smark massive murder, killem!
I scramble anywhere in
Shaolin, right in
Castalano buildin [Chorus x2: Polite w/o 'Eh yo' second time]
Eh yo real niggas get up, live niggas, what up?
We dont give a fiduck, you faggotsll get hit up
Q.B., what up?
Y.O., what up?
Shaolin get up or get yo ass hit up! [Sheek Louch]
Eh yo Im a motherfuckin
Nigga Wit an
Attitude Heavy gun play, cock back, niggas is screwed
Stomach wounds make it hard for you to swallow ya food
Throwin Purple
Tape off for me to get in the mood
Sheek Louch, who fuckin wit that kid?
Im sick in the head, they need to make a throwback straight jacket
White tee on, a light
G . on These bitches you wife and the
God try pee on
I dont care if its a gram or brick
Ima make it sell, get off my dick
Pump or the
Desert E ., take your pick
Money too long, the case wont stick
D-Block niggas fuck with
Rae Nigga act hard and get hit up in the middle of day
Tough guys and all that but
I know that you pay
And I dont give a fuck, niggas better watch what they say [Chorus x2] [Raekwon]
Body specialist, full cam
F50 with vans
A pull up, do it to ya mans, yo scrams
If you take niggas ears, niggas aint really queers
Listen, its grown men in the town, niggas is theirs
Fluck niggas,
I cut niggas , stuck niggas
Come up, pluck niggas, pop niggas in chucks, its business
You in this?
We non-shoulder style, son, relentless
They four lettered me
Chef, nigga get down
Drop you, piss on you, get this, its official on you
Yo twist the clips hits, this was on you
Im just a business head ridin with visual
Dont force me to put out ya head
One for the money, two for the crime round up
Peep it, all major niggas holdin they ground, get up
Lets form an army millenia,
Ice Water!
From Q.B. to
Y.O. with
Shaolin, Im feelin you [Chorus x2] [Break x4: Raekwon singing]
We gon ride for our team
My niggasll kill you [Outro over break: Polite]
For the team, nigga
My niggas kill you, nigga
Yall niggas want war?
Nigga pop up !
Yeah ride for ya motherfuckin team, nigga
Death before dishonor, you heard me?
The motherfuckin
Lex Diamond
Story Yall niggas better wake the fuck up!
Yeah, Ice
Water Inc., you heard me?
D-Block, what up?
Pain, time and glory, word, you heard?
Yeah, yeah.. my niggasll kill you, nigga !
Bitch-ass niggas!