Raekwon the chef - Incarcerated Scarfaces

He looks determined without being ruthless <br>Something heroic in his manner <br>There's a courage about him, doesn't look like a killer <br>Comes across so calm <br>Acts like he has a dream <br>Full of passion <br>You don't trust me, huh? <br>You know why <br>I do, we're not supposed to trust anyone in our profession anyway <br> <br>Knock niggas out the box all the time <br>Niggas know my motherfuckin' repertoire, big ones (uh-huh) <br>(Yeah, motherfucker, straight up) <br>(I'll fuck your whole team up) Take care of B.I., Chef <br>(Yeah, bust it, yo, yo) Fly G.I. niggas <br>Now, yo, yo, what up, yo? Time is runnin' out <br>It's for real, though, let's connect, politic, ditto <br>We could trade places, get lifted in the staircases <br>Word up, peace, incarcerated scarfaces <br>Thug-related style attract millions, fans <br>They understand my plan, who's the kid up in the green Land? <br>Me and the RZA connect, blow a fuse, you lose <br>Half-ass crews get demolished and bruised <br>Fake be fronting, hourglass-heads niggas be wanting <br>Shutting down your slot, time for pumping <br>Poisonous sting, which thumps up and act chumps <br>Rae's a heavy generator, but yo, guess who's the black Trump? <br>Dough be flowing by the hours, Wu, we got the collars <br>Scholars, word life, peace to Power and my whole unit <br>Word up, quick to set it, don't wet it <br>Real niggas lick shots, peace Connecticut <br>Now, yo, yo, what up, yo? Time is runnin' out <br>It's for real, though, let's connect, politic, ditto <br>We could trade places, get lifted in the staircases <br>Word up, peace, incarcerated scarfaces <br>Chef'll shine like marble, rhyme remarkable <br>Real niggas raise up, spend your money, argue <br>But this time is for the uninvited <br>Go 'head and rhyme to it, bitch nigga, mics is getting fired <br>More fiends, chicks be burning like chlorine <br>Niggas recognize from here to Baltimore to Fort Greene <br>But hold up, Moët be tasting like throw-up <br>My mob roll up, dripped to death, whips rolled up <br>You never had no wins, sliding in these dens <br>With Timbs, with MAC-10's and broke friends <br>You got guns? Got guns too, what up, son? <br>Do you wanna battle for cash and see who sons who? <br>I'll probably wax tracks, smack rap niggas, you, facts <br>Niggas' lyrics are wack, nigga <br>Can't stand unofficial, wet tissue, blank busting Scud missiles <br>You rolling like Trump, you get your meat lumped <br>For real, it's just slang rap democracy <br>Here's the policy, slide off the ring, plus the Wallabees <br>Check the status, soon to see me at, Caesar's Palace eating salads <br>We beating mics sending keys to Dallas <br>I move rhymes like retail, make sure shit sell <br>From where we at to my man's cell <br>From staircase to stage, minimum wage <br>But soon to get a article in Rap Page <br>But all I need is my house, my gat, my Ac' <br>Bank account fat, it's going down like that <br>And pardon the French, but let me speak Italian <br>Black stallions wildling on Shaolin <br>That means the island of Staten <br>And niggas carry gats and mad police from Manhattan <br>Now, yo, yo, what up, yo? Time is runnin' out <br>It's for real though, let's connect, politic, ditto <br>We could trade places, get lifted in the staircases <br>Word up, peace, incarcerated scarfaces <br>I do this for barber shop niggas in the Plaza <br>Catching asthma, Rae is sticking gun-flashers <br>Well-dressed, skating through the projects with big ones <br>Broke elevators, turn the lights out, stick one upstairs <br>Switch like a chameleon, hit Brazilians <br>Pass the cash or leave your children, leave the building <br>Niggas, yo, they be folding like envelopes <br>Under pressure, like Lou Ferrigno on coke <br>Yo, Africans denying niggas up in yellow cabs <br>Musty like fuck, waving they arms to Arabs <br>Sit back, cooling like Kahlúas on rocks <br>On the crack spots, rubber band wrap all my knots <br>View bitches who fuck dreads on Sudafeds <br>Pussy's hurting, they did it for a yard for the feds <br>Word up, cousin, nigga, I seen it <br>Like a 27-inch Zenith, believe it <br>Now, yo, yo, what up, yo? Time is runnin' out <br>It's for real, though, let's connect, politic, ditto <br>We could trade places, get lifted in the staircases <br>Word up, peace, incarcerated scarfaces <br>Yo, yo, what up, yo? Time is runnin' out <br>It's for real, though, let's connect, politic, ditto <br>Get lifted in the staircases <br>Peace, incarcerated scarfaces <br>Time is runnin' out <br>Politic, ditto <br>Incarcerated scarfaces