Spot Rusherz Lyrics

Spot Rusherz lyrics

*sounds of the street Wu Tang St. Ide's commercial is in the
background*
(this is a best guess based on what's heard underneath Rae's
conversation)
[Ghostface] Who's the Wallabe kid dress down could never be
Son
Ricochet daily hit the deli for a cold one
May I be blessed yes? My
mic is like a laser beam
that blow between the bushes St. Ide's and I the
king of things
[Cappadon] Crack the bottle of the St. Ide's, sippin it's
real
and thrillin will I, drink it and we only
too be dope, you can't
die, them peoples do lie
And if the street don't know, you're full of slang
cane pain
[RZA] It was hot, on the spot, so I jetted up the block
I said,
ock, I'm hot, let's go sit on the bay by the docks
of the black, I'm fully
packed, always got my Trojan
Heads got bottles open, fill my cup till
flowin

*conversation*
All that good shit
Yeah
KnowhatI'msayin,
you come in, you come in lookin flavorful
Word
YouknowhatImean? You the
whole shit of the whole night
But I've seen it though, knowhatI'msayin? Like
I seen it
You know, my G is too futuristic for that shit,
knowhatI'msayin?
Word, did you try to get a little swerve kid on?
Tried
to man, youknowhatI'msayin, but she was come pullin
off
Word
Word?
Just come pullin off her as her
drawers
Worrrd
Fuck that bitch though, knowhatI'msayin? Shoulda, on the
real
Yo yo tonight feel like a nigga gonna get burnt
Yeah yeah
It's
like you hear something tomorrow right
Some like yo, blahzay blahe
It's
the wind, I'm tellin you
Yeah yeah word
It's the air, I can feel it
It
feel hot, it feel feel hot at night and shit like
the sun ain't even
out
Yo the sun don't shine nobody, knowhatI'msayin?

Lyrics:
Raekwon

Yeah
One-two, one-two, nigga
Line for line, line for
line
How we get down wit da rhyme
Yo, it be a line for line, line for
line
This is how we get down
Yeah, line for line, line for line
This
is how we get down

Yo! Can you feel me?
Storytellin rap Magellan I
ain't tellin
Them niggaz ran in the spot for sellin
Word up, pushed up,
man got mushed up
Seen him at a rap show actin like fat cat
though
Glasses gold, shinin like a real big boy
This nigga had mega ice
on Chips Ahoy!
Cat surrounded, this political brown kid
All out the wind
yo, my man walked in
Pullin mints out son had mad clientele
Order me
Cristal twice Kion, chill!
Watch them niggaz, aiyyo that clique's from outta
state
They bubble weight in Far Rockaway with Blake Carrington
You know
the kid with the most doe-getters
And terrors on fat shit clique they rock
Lo sweaters
That's my man, that's my man too
Call him up on the strength
of the Wu
And watch me game, yo grab the cell
I got a heist to pull off
well
At the end of the week, I'm buyin you a L
Lexus nigga, I ain't
talkin bout Hancock
No time for weed plus no time to get locked
That
night, up in the staircase
Cousin had me laced out, skeed all outta my
face
We gon' get dat cruchy chump for all of his lump
Don't try to front,
you was sweatin this Hilfidiger
Guess who walked in - Abbott and his man from
Farragut
Confront him wit the Ruger on his back, walk in black
Where's
your man, where's the sky blue Land at?
Stop playin Wu in the back, smacked
him wit the gat
(Yo, money said he be here in fifteen!)
Stop lyin, wait
for the Millenia green to pull up
He got the Donna Karen shit on, two
rings
Six carats a piece plus the chain swing
Like anchors on ships
flooded wit all diamond chips
Back pockets: two clips - four-fifths wit
rubber grips
Layin, two bottles of brass I was slayin
Meditatin, red dot
be waitin for my payment
Heard the key in the lock, cocked the glock
Turn
the lights out, dip behind the couch
Kion, gag his mouth
Infra-redded his
head when he entered
But a soft Perry Ellis leather with Dorinda
A friend
of, Kion's wife, Kenya, the bitch larger than life
Yo, shorty be fuckin mad
Columbian niggaz
Fuck it, get on the floor meet the black Lex
Luthor
Stripped fast, the bitch had on Claiborne drawers
Yo Rae, you
about to scrape her, chill Ghost
Thought for a second, turned
around
Threw the nine in his meatloaf
Yo, where's the cash and the stash
that's mixed?
I don't know!
Shot his hand, he started screamin like a
bitch!