Raekwon - Determination Lyrics
[Intro: Raekwon]I really don't need to be *****in wit ya right nowI need to movin' around in the air, circlin' ManhattanReal smooth[Raekwon]Here we go again son, black Harrison Ford on the runOne, beef in the field, it's realHighly recommend shield, Lee rocks, still he rockGot the blue lazer, grill, like Martin Scorcese-ahJumpin outta limo's, expos, black rentalsChasin niggas through the projects, polexMoseyin', 15 of us, five trucksCrazy deluxe, bound by honor, nigga what?Tailin' us in boats and land, 40 caliber in my handMade the left... Lex famSho enough what, Hummer craft lookin up, what?Kid the chipped out flex now I'm stuckBounced on him, public announcements say they want himAny ideas? Where he at? Cops want himChangin' the gear the same foot wearRunnin like a crook, yea, no love here***** yea, we up thereHad a little drugs there, they was therePass it kid, Novacain caught a slug thereHad it mastered in fleis-school, nigga go whip a planeDrivin land, map shit out, go to night schoolBronze star, feelin who we areHalf animal, whole lotta love, black GodStandin' front and center, from here to winterGrip the splinter, shoot it sideways, nozzle on, pop-it(nothin' but determination)Ready to hit somethin, pop shit wit somethinBlow blimps on the mad rubber grips, big lips on itRollin wit top rank medals, hands is like Greg NeddlesBright link, purple heart, swim bezzleHearin' the horn of Josh, movin' like the mossExecutive decision play largeCaught a blip on the radar, screen him outFightin' like like Julio Cazar, blaze y'allMay day, may day, chasin' me, CIA, KGB, FBI, DIA on they wayTrynna chase down the God, this Afro-African'll lace ya[Chorus x3: Raekwon]Nothin' but determination[Raekwon]Part two kid, establish brain power, truth didYo it's realer than a ***** now, ain't stupidTrash, three hundred thousand in cash, guerilla mashBrass this gat, TNT niggas on my assPlay for real, Lex will, I suggest stillClear my own shit, let the press ill, let's billMake it to the UN, doin bout a thousand in the blue MFrogmen, repped out cluein, left all the American Express cardsLeft the passports, time share, shit up on in EscortBail 'em, bustin his joint, Chief O'HearaThat old, Louis McDarren, see the waves through the mirrorSpot that, hop that, through the top backReady to lock somethin', down for the cause, stop thatYou play the king, I play the pawn, who the king of the Swarm?You wrong, where's the evidence, watch the fire armWit eternal affairs there, I knew I had little bits of loveHopin it'll be fair, he watch me, heavy roxy sceneHe clean though, American Cream Team let him leaveSee the moral of the story, feelin' me likeMordon and Glory when they came for meHad fifty on the line, look at mine, all dressed downHandlin' nines, know the time
