Raekwon, Raheem DeVaughn, Method Man - From the Hills lyrics
[Raekwon, Raheem DeVaughn, Method Man - From the Hills lyrics]
From the Hill to the Shaolin
All the rules that came, from foreign part
From the Hills, of the Shaolin
With an iron fist of fury
And the mighty sword
To fulfill the prophecy of the Wu Tang
Of the Wu Tang
In the Polo store, fronting in war clothes
It been like this
From right in time when I was nine years old
I was a hot mess, smoking cheeba
Running with stolen speakers
Dropped beepers, even wore a victory vest
I run with niggas, digging knots from niggas
Running out the school
Stunting, back of the bus, flashing the ox
Rock the V-Gooses
Everything we wore was name brand
Sold three lucy's, just to get on call plan
REC poss' Rockers, the Blip Brothers
Even the Spin Doctors, sat and smoke blunts
I been bopping
All my kins blew up, we grew up with
We used to do what? Running through
The sewers and then shopping
Pick pocket, deuce baby, take it in truce
Baby
You know how we do, come run in my boots
Baby the niggas came through, touch the God
Here Shallah
Ever since went from ninjas to gem stars
Sing Rah
Reunited, another LP, world excited
That wreckless eyeballing'll get
Your girl indicted
My touch like Midas, I cramp your style
Arthritis
These niggas is food, I eat they food
Nigga-ritis your man don't snooze, insomniac
This The W, the Clan don't lose
You putting hands on who?
Hands down, I can handle you, you half man
Half animals
If you are what you eat, and eat pussy
You'se a cannibal
And stopping me, is what you can not do
Either get in the game, get out the way
Or get ran right through
I ain't no different, Method Man like you
But you ain't like us, we play rough
My community tough
And little kids in my community cuss
Ya'll be showing your guns
But the ones in my community bust
And when they do, you get a jewel re-up
All the rules that came, from foreign part
From the Hills, of the Shaolin
With an iron fist of fury
And the mighty sword
To fulfill the prophecy of the Wu Tang
Of the Wu Tang
In the Polo store, fronting in war clothes
It been like this
From right in time when I was nine years old
I was a hot mess, smoking cheeba
Running with stolen speakers
Dropped beepers, even wore a victory vest
I run with niggas, digging knots from niggas
Running out the school
Stunting, back of the bus, flashing the ox
Rock the V-Gooses
Everything we wore was name brand
Sold three lucy's, just to get on call plan
REC poss' Rockers, the Blip Brothers
Even the Spin Doctors, sat and smoke blunts
I been bopping
All my kins blew up, we grew up with
We used to do what? Running through
The sewers and then shopping
Pick pocket, deuce baby, take it in truce
Baby
You know how we do, come run in my boots
Baby the niggas came through, touch the God
Here Shallah
Ever since went from ninjas to gem stars
Sing Rah
Reunited, another LP, world excited
That wreckless eyeballing'll get
Your girl indicted
My touch like Midas, I cramp your style
Arthritis
These niggas is food, I eat they food
Nigga-ritis your man don't snooze, insomniac
This The W, the Clan don't lose
You putting hands on who?
Hands down, I can handle you, you half man
Half animals
If you are what you eat, and eat pussy
You'se a cannibal
And stopping me, is what you can not do
Either get in the game, get out the way
Or get ran right through
I ain't no different, Method Man like you
But you ain't like us, we play rough
My community tough
And little kids in my community cuss
Ya'll be showing your guns
But the ones in my community bust
And when they do, you get a jewel re-up