The Table Lyrics - Raekwon The Chef

[Raekwon] 

Moet got me actin like a fuckin goat in here 

Yo god, remember back in the days god? 

When we came a long way and shit, man? 

(No question) 

Supposed to be blessin each other on our physical days and shit 

Yaknowimsayin, it's like basically 

I wanna hit my family wit like land and all that 

Diamonds and all that, we ran through that chamber dunn 

Mainly stack mine, indeed it's been a long time 

Let me feed y'all, fruits of life, shut up and eat y'all 

Flavors for neighbors, Wallee's down to gators 

The whole configuration stackin paper 

Yo we do this, on the low though 

If so, we runnin John dolo 

First thing, you need if you don't know 

We carry 'cause it's a real world, show and prove 

In ill words, all my herbs know the slurge 

Dress nasty like fuck, keep my bird on the job yo 

You got to straighten up, do the worst thing to hurt her heart, damn 

Took care of that, shared, even shed a tear for that 

Bust my gat to throw gear on her back 

Damn son, why she takin you through that? 

She's a part of me, pardon me flow Allah, we sworn we 

Wisin up, take care of home bases 

Then we slide to another part and start more hatred 

Life is sacred 

The other side of that paw, you lie naked 

Clothes in the box, go 'head take it 

Flash back Jew status, salute moms and get ya boots splattered 

Batting average, ya moms had it 

Just a broke young dumb, full of cum 

Ready to haunt something, takes something of yours 

Here you want something 

Growing up around fifteen 

Watchin how the big niggas rollin wit big cream, big schemes 

Quick to flash ya gat, laser beam 

Pool table action black, hundred stacks made my niggas leave 

Some be sayin "Let em breathe" 

The others wanna deceive, how we gonna make it if we don't achieve? 

Right now, catch it from a vertical degree yo 

We startin showin our asses, committing burglaries 

One got caught, threw us all off 

Threw us in the hell section near the boardwalk 

Wonderin how the sword talk 

Did he fall off? Did he stand like the hawk that he was in New York? 

Kept the waves spinnin on the cross, of course 

Come back a little cutty endorse 

Risked it for his kids the pain is lost 

We sittin back on a better note 

Yellin "Peace god, I love you love you to death, you thoroughbredable" 

The Robbin Hood of the hood 

Sit back, it's all good, won't spoil it if we call it, we all hood 

Ha ha 

[Masta Killa] 

I make knowledge born to save self, you know? 

Who gon' live it, gon' live it 

Be is to be a born, knawmean? 

Soaked in degrees of knowledge, polished by sun rays 

Carving by nine swordsmen to a needle point of perfection 

It's a blessing to deliver this lesson 

While travellin the planet, extending development 

And vote for the mind, never ended 

We now send it long winded, descended 

Infital, Bobby Digital, Abbot of the Shaolin now 

Wit knowledge and wisdom 

The original sword style begin, birth of the Wu-Tang Clan