Rich And Black Lyrics - Shaolin Vs Wu-tang - Raekwon

And regardless to how much power you have 

When God sends prophets and messengers 

They don't care nothing about your power 

Because they come from Thee power 

Rare nigga, I'm a wonder, your best success is my worst blunder 

Feds tapped the number 

Jury Jacqueline Onassis could appreciate 

Weed to alleviate the pain, Eddie Kane, Richard Pryor, pinky ring 

Watch ya conduct nigga, full pardons for my niggas that's livin' 

You guessed it, models, y'all keep 'em if they anorexic 

Love 'em but can't trust 'em, hate 'em but won't bust 'em 

Cake in the savings, spinning wisdom it's like a custom 

Tats of Hieroglyphics, lipstick on the collar 

I got more to lose than you do but I'm a rider 

When did the rules change? Y'all livin' trendy on pennies 

Meetin' deadlines with ease, no gain 

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You fire, I'm butane, gave the Timbs ostrich belts 

These are the times that I surprise myself 

My niggas lookin' like Black Crowes at packed shows 

The don voice stay pristine like I'm still 17 

I'm rick, black, African, rockin' a golden Mack 

Trailing leather Gucci leggings on my back 

Willied by some hoodlum in the trench 

Rinse these niggaz, 86 gazelles, dicing their defense 

Mike Tyson disciple, trifle with my pen, it's a rifle 

16 ways to shoot you through your Chrysler duke 

Exhalin' with niggaz the jails argue 

Bring the best niggas to the table, I'll sick 4 of my whales on you 

Custom wooded speakers rock Elise's 

Run from polices, dump on creatures, holidays with preachers 

Stainless Steel watches ostrich turtlenecks, here's the deal 

If we can't come in, they can't have the field 

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Bones ya Sisco, murder instrumentals 

Kanye porsche rap, how many horses live official? 

I run with generals that flash Uzis in interviews 

My shit is deep, we fly swimming dude 

2 gotta be all murder just like the first 

Timbs yellow like the hair on a Malibu surfer 

Yellow like my Harry Winston glistenin' arm B 

Yellow like New York City piss stained concrete 

That's right yo, who voted toastin' in the wind? 

Las Vegas odors, what you know 

Leave it right here, we go to the Lotus 

Put a package on your head, be promoted 

Keys in effect, paying these dumb fuckin' D's off a donuts 

I hate to see you acting like a slave 

To get an advance here, an advance there 

Because somebody else controls your destiny 

I'm rich, black, umbrella calico captain 

Wes Craven with a blade and a black 

From hood ornaments, junkies win awards in my tournaments 

My shit is listed like informants pics 

You know we order hits, planes fire, niggas is sure to get ya 

Whether in Costa Rica, Lisa she's sure to twist ya 

Eatin chow lo mein with chopsticks, glocks with aim 

Watermelon chips, pop some pain 

From all the riches niggas forcing out they feelings kid 

Whether in hallways or boats, now feel us kid 

Out in Alaska in the Astons, remember my passion 

Hungry wolf who never eat in his castle 

Bolivian connects wrestlers yeah 

Chef ambidextrous, quick to back you in like the Lexus shit 

Hunted by the FBI, we gracious 

More demonstrations shit is tough milk it, carnation 

It was the Shaolin 

The Shaolin? Never 

Never? 

The poison your master drunk is familiar to the Shaolin Monks 

We don't talk, you're gonna die 

My lord, enough 

Quiet down 

There's no point to it, he's just like his master 

He's not gonna tell you