featuring Ghostface Killer Blue Raspberry



Intro: Blue Raspberry



Summer's dream inside

Of how I'm gonna get mine

I'm thinkin bou owowow out so many ways

Of how to conquer these raihahahahahny days...

[You sang beautifully just now]

[ I sang for him and he isn't here]

*birds craw and cackle*



It's going down man word man

Sup black?

Niggaz is fuckin around my gate man

Word?

Fuck em... yo, I'ma murder somebody man

For real I ain't playin

Whatever whatever...



Chorus: Blue Raspberry



It's raining, he's changing

My man is going insane

Insane...



Verse One: Ghostface Killer



The war is on, yo

On rainy dayz I sit back and count ways on

how to get rich son, show and prove, ask my blitz

Stood up late nights, build with my a-lias

We can pull a heist, snatch ice, or rock mics

But this rap shit, got me wanna clack back the latch

How it goes Leon, pesos made from scratch

but in due time, soon to get mine like Bugsy

Heavy on the wrist, Polo mock socks and rugbies

Old flicks remind me of Gucci's, pack em in your square

and little macks milk, blast the year

That was Bill Bill, fast forward, ninety-four

Who got the bad base? Filthiest fiends scream for more

Bless me out of state, howdy Jake's, Starks is back

Niggaz want work, now I pull back off a G-Pack

Coke rocks, fled to co-ops livin gossip

Them big lip niggaz singin to cops need to box it

Stop it, the projects overflooded with slow leaks

the fiends get, new faces get wrapped in sheets

I gotta get mine, like my old Earth, bless the cheese blind

Sippin on fine wine, the power of the blacks refined

(Raining) devine

Waiting on these raw teats takes too long

It's like waiting on babies, it makes me want to slay thee

But that's ungodly, so yo God, pardon me

I need it real quick, the dope flow like penmanship

Many heads get pistol-whipped, I blow spots like horse shit

So now, talk, shit, nigga, what??



Chorus: Blue Raspberry



It's raining, he's changing

My man is going insane

Insane...

Past sunlight, more gunfight



Verse Two: Raekwon the Chef



...time to get the feeling, word up

What brings rain hail snow and earthquakes

The beat breaks, cause all my niggaz to break son

Styles is similar to criminals locked up

With gats, ghetto tabernacles is fucked up

I live once though, the mind stays infinite

Travel in the church, nine planets, in my midst

While I carry, to earn a decent salary

Soon get married, raise a family, but the plan'll be

real great, to sit up in the loft, count stacks and max

And real cats cold watch my back

But listen to the Wu soon, and maintain

It's all real, starvin individuals kill

I puff what's only right, leave the poison alone

Projects, infested with rats cats and crack homes

Half of us'll try to make it, the other half'll try to take it

So many fake half real freedom-ville

Born to science my alliance analyzes

Wild surprises, keepin my eyes wide to this

The unfortunate, layin in mountains countin

With jewelry on, can it be the next team house the horn

Chill Dunn, just for real ones, light the lye up

I hate to have to tie the next guy up

Pay attention to Tims ten wins, Wu blends

Now I'm starin you, the true buckle up

Now who's a legend?



Chorus: Blue Raspberry, Raekwon the Chef



It's raining, he's changing Word up Dunn

It's raining, he's changing Peace to Philly, VA, these days

My man is going insane Word up y'all

My man is going insane Word up

Insane The sun moon and stars

Fly cars, word up y'all



No sunlight, more gun fights

I've lost him to the street life

Street life

No cash flow, no more dough

He's someone I don't even know

Someone I don't know

Rainy Dayz...

(children playing)

Gettin through those rainy dayz

Gettin through those rainy dayz

Gettin through those rainy dayz

Gettin through those rainy dayz

I lost him to the street life

The street life, whoahhhhh