4th Disciple - Criminology lyrics

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4th Disciple - Criminology lyrics

(I told you a long time ago you f**ing little monkey not to f** me (Hey hey, who the f** you think you talking to huh??!) (Who the f** you think I am your f**ing bellboy?) (You wanna go to war?.... Wanna go to war, OK?) [Intro: Raekwon] Coming up on half a mil, we build Get real y'all, taking you on another one Son Uhh, Julio Iglesias Making CREAM like that n***a [Verse One: Ghostface] Yo, first of all son, peep the arson Many brothers I be sparking and busting mad light inside the dark Call me dough snatcher, just the brother for the rapture I hang glide, holding on strong, hard to capture Extravagant, RZA bake the track and it's militant Then I react, like a convict, and start k**ing sh** It's manifested, the Gods work like appliances Dealing in my cypher I revolve around sciences The 9th chamber, leave you trapped inside my hallway You try to flee but you got smoked up by the doorway No question, I send your a** back, right to the essence Your whole frame is smothered in dirt, now how you resting While I'll be trapped by sounds, locked behind loops Throwing n***as off airplanes cause cash rules Everything around me, black, as you can see Swallow this murder one verse like God Degree Then an*lyze my soundtrack for satisfaction You adapt like a flashback chain reaction (Lace them n***as, son) [Verse Two: Raekwon] AK's black bust back like seventy Macs I'm all that, street n***as knowing my steez black Ron G, you know he coincide with me, see, Marvelous menace for society But anyway, let's toast, champagne thoughts with Ghost I max the most shotguns through the nose f** rap, hip hop put me on top 'Lo wears, and Tommy Hil fly sh** with a knot The witty unpredictable live sh**, drive by sh** Do or die sh**, I'll take your lye and sh** And then you know, I'm running through the penal, foul Four-toothed child was wild The old lady snitched, but f** it, you know it, one love kid No I'm not doing a bid Too much to get for what cause six n***as got stuck And the n***a chain was truck Yo f** that, Criminology rap Sneakers stay jet black floating in the flyest Ac' n***a... bring it! Yeah [Outro: Raekwon] Much love go to New York City All my Tommy Hil' ice rocking n***as

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