(Blue Raspberry) These rainy days...   (Raekwon) Doin this for nineteen ninety-six   Revolution is a trick, be aware      Verse One: Raekwon      Yo, yo, yo   I run with rich rap cats who run corners   They run through alleys, navy blue Bally's at the grand finale   Still in all, currency catches the eye of the youth   on top, playin on three corners of the roof   So we accept that, jettin at nights   don't ever wet that, drop the G-pack how will I eat black   And brothers, flexin labels like cables   White Sables, pressin up, tryin to make a debut   Hard times, when the God rhyme, I maim the minds   because he playin mines close   We ain't related 'cause he raided mine   They see me lampin up in 850's   With 360's, blowin like 160 sellin fifties   Due to the wicked, dice should never lie   Now that's a damn lie, provin on standby, man why?   The game, I mentally tear down the brain   Half of us'll feel the pain, big boy, let it rain   I guess my whole team is marvelous   Street life novelist, let it rain dunn, swallow this      Word up, so you know   When I take you there you just add on to this (let it rain dunn, swallow this)      Chorus: Raekwon (singing)      You know how to love me   Makes me feel so good (let it rain let it rain)   You know how to -- you know how to love me *laughter*   Makes me feel so good -- Flex my voices right, it's on knowhatI'msayin?      Verse Two: Raekwon the Chef      Guess down, the crazy new appar' just for the new year   Wavy hair plus, we get much 'cause we on the air   Cristal whylin my medallion, stylin it's like city island   Relax kid, while shorty profilin   Until then, we got to bend with the wind   Plus build again, writin my friends sendin em linen tims   I'm tired of robberies, pornography   Throw a pair, Wally's on poach for live nigga pho-tography      Chorus: Raekwon (singin)      You know how to love me   Makes me feel so good      Verse Three: Ghostface Killer      Yo, yo   Check out the handshake fake niggaz rockin the toupee   Frontin on me and Chef, yo it's dog day   Afternoon I'm blowin up your weak platoon   Leave you helpless, screamin from all types of wounds   I be the expert, blowin like a firework   Covertin concepts that will nerve-wreck in concert   'cause I write, and blast and slash your whole level   I'm holy God I be challengin pros for gold medals   Whatever, still remain sturdy like a leather   On Friday's, get your fresh pay, from a better   represent, my lifestyle is in like Flynn   Mili-tinted God shit is very masculine   Mad tuff, Razor bust stuff with nuff said   Ex-dust said, now puttin heads to bed   Call me a legend, flexin with the style of old   Carryin loads of loot, mad rich buryin gold   Sabotage, thoughts of livin large any day now   The land to satisfy the whole garage   Back to the morrow, soon to make a novel   Born to be, sellin like Marvel Comic books for my survival   Beware, I'm hittin like a snare from the Delphonics   Crushin niggaz I be blowin like egg-onomics   Washed up, you're fuckin with a daily error   No fat, niggaz be jettin when they face terror      Check it out y'all, all the fly chicks, yeahhh   Check it out yo, all the fly chicks, you know I dig your back out   Word up word up but check it out it's still china   Word up, one time y'all   (New York, New York that's the temple, knowhatI'msayin?)   (Georgia) Carolinas, Mexica   Mexico, Canada, word up   Baltimore, BA, plus Philly and Boston   Mississippi, and Chicago, no doubt no doubt   Word up, Michigan Michigan