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Rec-Room Therapy
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[Intro: Ghostface Killah] Ight, now, this is how we gon' do this shit Youknowhatimsaying? Niggaz wassn't out in the streets back then When was doing this shit son, youknowhatimean? Yeah, check the story [Ghostface Killah:] I done flushed bags of powder down project toilets You could of found of me on the steps dusted, unable to call it Jums in my pocket, the rental was stolen, tapping pockets On the local drug dealers, just to see what they holding I know, niggaz with crack viles stuck to they colon The acid, done bubbled up, now they stomach's is swollen That just, life in the hood, surrounded class, who we bag in our stash The ultraviolet haze, we hit it and pass We toast to the Ghost of old days, yeah, old ager hump We rap renegades, must stay paid [Chorus: Raekwon (Ghostface Killah)] Get money (get money) Get money, Ghost (get money) Get money (get money) Get money, Ghost (get money) [Ghostface Killah:] Big fluffed out gooses on, Stan Smiths The housing cops can suck our dicks, we jumping out Of convertible matchbox shits, next drip inhaling Chilling, my throat frozen, my orange brick Bottles of Cru', bitches with Baby Phats, they swinging ax They singing, you still blinging, daddy, now bring it back The smokest rap nigga, honey, I'mma need a match To bust the game wide open, I'mma need an ax I juggle this, practice, smuggle heroin in the cactus Keep a hood, I still go and fuck a fat bitch Actress, slinging the backs of five Cleopatras A cocaine Chef, I stretch money like elastic My raps is bigger, dynamics with the muscle advantage Jake Cutler on dust, when I blam shit [Chorus] [Raekwon:] Yo, we been bagging since 18,

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