Silver Rings Lyrics - Shaolin Vs Wu-tang - Raekwon

Aiyo, Indian head, jury, out in Egypt with the wrists of fury 

Spanking bracelet, rocking Asics, trick bandit, Ghost is brick granite 

At the U.S. Open with my whole len, slapping up fifty scramblers 

Niggas said the II was classic 

A lot of crack is in the game, yo but your shit is the only 'lastic 

C.R.E.A.M. rap, militant flow, combination with Swahilian dough 

Guaranteed we dose that, in the beast like pizzas 

All I know is reefer and street stuff 

Stay fly, moving in fleece, what? 

Traveling the continents with confidence 

Cuban Linx III coming, don't know when but the time is running 

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Duh, duh, duh, duh, duh, duh, duh 

Duh, duh, duh, duh, duh, duh 

You bitch ass niggas 

By any means on, Ron O'Neal lean on 

Freestyle, you want it from Ghost? Then throw C.R.E.A.M. on 

Suited up, smelling like Fahrenheit with jeans on 

Knock the rice out a wedding, come and get your bling on 

Next winter we in Allah cabins, small baggage, more savage 

Central Park killas, that equals more stabbings 

You read the papers, more horrors like Amityville 

Profanity kills, you like lint on a raggety silk 

We rock bulls, rock jewels, you heard the interludes 

Blow up beds in a fifty yard swimming pool 

Jumping out of planes for dough, Gucci parachutes 

Abdul Raheem written across is the attribute 

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Suede loafers, 'Lo scarves, my little grandson want 

The 20-10 Mercedes-Benz go kart 

So he can pull out the lollipop keys on 'em 

His pops'll push the Bugatti drop V on 'em 

Stampede on 'em, Rap Playoffs got a three-nothing lead on 'em 

Sparking MC's like we quoting our degrees on 'em