[Interlude]   (.. You know they're killers themselves   .. People die for them.   You know, guys that I fooled with were killers themselves         These are the men who lead the crime families of America.   I control 26,000 men. Except for dope, we operate in all aspects   of organized crime. And if there's one thing I'm sure of,   it's that drugs destroy your mind and destroy your home.   In the end it'll only lead our country into ruin.      [Ghostface Killah]   We eat fish, tossed salads and make rap ballads   The biochemical slang lord'll throw the arrows in the dope fiend   Vocal chords switch laser beams my triple sevens   Broke the slot machines out in Queens, Grey Poupon is rebel on rap   Smack on, swing like batons, most want niggas smoked like Hilshire Farms   Check the gun we sew, underneath my shoe lies the tap   That attract bow-legged bitches with wide horse gaps   In steel mills iron he'll smoke the blow on Duns   You run heroins, Primatine mist is afraid of my lungs   Turn my channel, it'll blow your whole bench off the panel   Like 80 roman candles that backfired then slammed you   Every day is like a video shoot, check this shit   I take you back to Playboy, stash guns and whips   Picture afro, big shish-ka-bobs and daishikis   1000 civil marched blazed their fists in early sixties      [Cappadonna]   Now check this one, you must have been stupid to miss this one   'Donna shogunnin' flip a ton of fashion    Destination be the cash when I step past one   Don't make me blast one, I'm cold like eskimo flow   Cappadonna stay chillin' take shots of penicillin   Clean out and let the steam out, she fiend to blow out   But I'm equipped with mad white, Morris The Rap got nine lives   I'll take a few hundred-thousand dollar dives    and then I still never go down   Until the last round I shine,    when RZA do his thing motherfucka, I'ma do mine      [Raekwon the Chef]   Now, where I come from cats be carryin' Marryin' drug money   Fuck up your wife, get four to life, claim we handling   Midtown niggers scramblin', moving examine the fly shit   Plus quick to buy shit Chef, yeah, you know the whole gods   Asterick, Fidel Castro suits plus depositin' cash rule big time   Play it like Canadian wine, RZA 's the rhyme now, the sacredness of   one's true mind Now let's get colorful like money green   High roller coaster, Sosa, million dollar nigger roaster    Yeah, GOD, be havin' my whole steez laced    now let's wrap our tapes, connect dots   aim Glocks train style, Figaro fly jewel   Tri-color Cubans swervin we'll pow with Germans in Suburbans   24 niggas with vests's on, my own restaurant   Dons sendin' my sons membership forms   They still gettin' this paper scraper   Fake haters from Jamaica, wizards be passin like Lakers   And if you comin' from Lex, Lewis, Rich Liberace   Fetus style and block your goals like hockey...      Send "Fish" ringtones to your cell      lyrics submitted by Chris Turek on 15-11-2004 lyrics corrected on 15-11-2004