Raekwon Prince of Thieves Lyrics

Lost Jewlry Track Listing
Digital Media 1
  • 1 Intro "A Kings Chariot"
  • 2 Prince of Thieves
  • 3 Young Boy Penalties
  • 4 Hold You Down
  • 5 For the Listeners
  • 6 Die Tonight
  • 7 New Day
  • 8 Lead Season
  • 9 86'
  • 10 Came Up
  • 11 To the Top
  • 12 Whatever, Whenever
  • [Intro]
    Goodnight popo
    Goodnight popo
    Goodnight fiends
    Goodnight fiends
    Goodnight hoppers
    Goodnight hoppers
    Goodnight hustlers
    Goodnight hustlers
    Goodnight scammers
    Goodnight scammers
    Goodnight to everybody
    Goodnight to everybody

    [Verse 1]
    Prince of thieves, catch me in the trees
    Four long under the sleeves covered in leaves
    Dark nights shooters, Rugers
    Black capes folded over wranglers
    The gold dobermans with keys
    Run the town cracksmiths, we clack kids, we want a ransom
    Or drop 'em out the most just answer
    Who run them niggas who run niggas
    Did somethin', but don't want nothin'
    Just don't cuff 'em, bluff 'em
    Pyramid mansions we give grandsons
    Take 'em out of space, take apes, now go plan some
    Yeah meet me at the end of the road
    Been through the globe
    No hoppin' in and out, this shit is global
    We hood moguls with vocals
    Niggas ride local, never been nowhere
    We drop niggas out in the Poconos
    Yeah a bunch of Rondos with condos
    .45 hollows, ready to slide fly to Chicago
    Eyes closed, money makin' Pablos who slob hoes
    Never, I'd rather be sittin' in Key Largo
    Yeah, yellin', "Bravo" with all of my hood niggas live though
    This how the .45 blow

    [Break]
    This is that real live extra rap calligraphy good shit, nigga
    Only built for real niggas, man
    Real motherfuckers man

    [Verse 2]
    Godfather energy, the ghosts play
    Ay yo I bought one for minutes then strayed, I only drive karmas
    Baseball hats and diamonds
    Come through disgrace y'all, niggas ain't place of matrys
    Automatic magnets, swag beds
    Niggas'll grab necks, break your collar bone
    Apply Lex should switch off and hit the globe
    We in the numbers with different goals
    While niggas bitchin', we in the Rolls just blowin'
    Blood slow and stay off my circumference, homie
    Where bosses live for real and it's lonely
    Everybody strivin' to feast, we in the belly of the beast
    Leech us, starve us, niggas wanna piece
    That's why I stay humble and hard
    Cross my path the wrong way, you dyin' and I'm flyin' in grace
    Swim like Phelps over beats
    I rhyme with the elites
    Who live off the land takin' your eats, nigga

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