Raekwon - Rainy Dayz (Remix) lyrics

[Intro: Raekwon] Doing this for 1996 Revolution is a trick, be aware [Verse 1: Raekwon] Yo, yo, yo I run with rich rap cats who run corners They run through alleys, navy blue Ballys at the grand finale Still in all, currency catches the eye of the youth One time, play it on three corners of the roof So we accept that, jetting at nights Don't ever wet that, drop the G-pack how will I eat black And brothers, flexing labels like cables White Sables, pressing up, trying to make a debut Hard times, when the God rhyme I'm aiming mines Cause he playing mines but We ain't related cause he raided mine They see me lamping up in 850's With 360's, blowing like 160 selling fifties Due to the wicked, dice should never lie Now that's a damn lie, proving on standby, man why? The game, I mentally tear down the brain Half of us are feeling pain, big boy, let it rain I guess my whole team is marvelous Street life novelist, let it rain dun, swallow this [Hook: Raekwon] You know how to love me, makes me feel so good (Repeat x2) [Verse 2: Raekwon] Guess down, a crazy new pair just for the new year Wavy hair plus we get much cause we on the air Cristal whyling my medallion, styling it's like city island Relax kid, while shorty profiling Until then, we got to bend with the wind Plus build again, writing my friends sending 'em line Timbs I'm tired of robberies, p**nography Throw a pair of Wally's on post for live n***a photography [Hook] [Verse 3: Ghostface] Check out the hearsay, fake n***as rocking the toupee Fronting on me and Chef, yo it's dog day Afternoon I'm blowing up your weak platoon Leave you helpless, screaming from all types of wounds I be the expert, blowing like a firework Converting concepts that will nerve-wreck in concert Cause I write, and blast and slash your whole level I'm hosed I be challenging pros for gold medals Whatever, still remain sturdy like a leather On Fridays, get your fresh fade from Mo' Better Represent, my lifestyle is in like Flynn Militant the God's sh** is very masculine Mad tough, major bless stuff with nuff said Ex-dusthead, now I'm putting heads to bed Call me a legend, flexing with the style of old Carrying loads of loot, mad rich, burying gold Sabotage, thoughts of living large any day now The land to satisfy the whole garage Back to the morrow, soon to make a novel Born to be selling like Marvel Comic books for my survival Beware, I'm hitting like a snare from the Delphonics Crushing n***as I be blowing like economics What's the... you're f**ing with a deadly era No fat, n***as be jetting when they face terror [Hook x2]