Raekwon The Chef

Raekwon The Chef - Rainy Dayz (Dalvin remix) lyrics

(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 cuz 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 cuz 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

Cuz 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

Get this song at:  amazon.com sheetmusicplus.com

Share your thoughts

Comments