Raekwon]

Wall to wall.. that's my word

I want approximately.. everything you got

The verdict.. that's right



Yo...

Call me the black champion Guess down, wanna test now

So let's grab the mack and vest, bless him if he stressed out

Amazin glazin Purple Haze patients

Blazin asians in Mercedes Benz stations

Yo moving through the tavern, guns that burn, sons that learn

Stabbin an intern, corporate book of words

Iceatollah Motorolas, gun reloaders, broads with rollers

When wet lense stolers, Lex glowers who owe us

Call up Comissionary Gordon, son go warn the Warden

that the lord is back, rollin with his sword again

Mix tape, masturbation mate rate plates ice traits

Guns wit bitches jumpin outta white cakes

It's on for real, indeed, Lex Leonardo

Shells that's hollow, six whipper through the 52 globe of horror

Carry the stainless steel armor

Nurture the church avenue drama, yo, African gold from Ghana

Puffin these marijuanas make Allah catch Alzheimers

Feedin bread to birds yellin fuck old timers



Chorus: Raekwon



It's called game, game get ya life kilt, game recognize

Write wills, game slight chills things stay the same

Game, subliminary mill's smash grills night chills

Regardless what Pah things won't be the same

Game'll get ya life kilt game rcognize

Write wills, game slighht chills things stay the same

Game, subliminary mill's smash grills night chills

Mic skills baby pah won't be the same

Game



(check this out, one two, yeah yeah this is me P no doubt)



[Prodigy]

Segregate those fake punks

Separate the bullshit from the authentic

Vintage rhyme division got the globe listening

My rap scroll belittled your goals and visions

Prohibition got my whole block pissin Christians

One-fifty-one Dunn'll have you off balance walkin

Don't let your e-motions get involved talkin

to the wrong culprit, the killer be the soft spoken

So what's ya intentions, you want to glow for the moment?

Throw on ya two pennys then you boltin

I rock for the few chosen, who got they third minds open

Write a page that'll engage war and encite fights

Be on the look for the bright lights and North Winds

The trumpets be the mics ya size malevolent

You don't be long in my evesight, Pee's a powerful soldier

of the light and things won't be the same

The game's over



Chorus



[Ghostface]

MC Ultra high-brolic bank roll alcahol vulture

Garlic balls dice the shield of ocre

Tally ho pitty-pat backgammon pro

Pink salmon five spring rolls know me, you love my intro

Half a face wig sewed together like Manhattan Chase

Lookin like statue of praise, check behind the drapes

Castor Troy layin for Travolta mic gun pump

Layin on the floor Clark's bleedin watermelon chunks

Hold up... sprinkle the hash, Tony Chapstick

Snatch RZA last piece of fish right off the glass dish

Butter roll beats bagel tracks wavey hair decks

Lay it down straw hat style, Butterball crown

Time life investments, when broke I wrote the old testament

Crashed domes now perform excellence

Words with the President, brunch with Yeltsin

Gorbachev under Meth's nuts, he out in Belgium

Six and a half monkeys, twelve nazis

Four disappear, three eight two one flash to thin air

God's replica no wheel drive motionless mind cresica

Tilt the hat like Esther



Chorus



[Pete Rock]

Aiyyo, I rumble into action, son I'm right on target

Legendary status with the way the track started

It's on, at any second with the high stakes

Drama, the game's teeth sharp like pirahana

There's a million style biters who try to create

Make no mistake real niggaz challenge the fake

Most valuable SP-1200 gold medals

Rae Progidy Ghost rhyme professional

The original, Pete Rock is like Soul on Ice

Dynamite with the mic device

Now roll the dic, for the game of death

Snake eyes baby pah, the Boy Wonder's a threat