Radiant Jewels Lyrics - Wu-tang Clan

(feat. Cormega, Sean Price) 

[Intro: Raekwon] 

Chef... let's do it... 

[Raekwon] 

Criminal kingpins, gangstas and cheap friends 

Actors, vixens, niggas put your kicks in 

Blood money when we hawking, ackward gun that go around curves 

Bullets braze niggas with coffin, yo 

Watch how to rhyme with hammers, I got two mens 

That don't speak English, shooting game's bananas 

Down in Spain, my bangles, clusty, checking my swings 

Trillians on, yo, cuffing my jeans 

Broad day, yo, body another, my microphone is like 

Blow 'caine, one, pull the trees, you love us, yo 

So killers be cool, pimps, read rules 

When a grown man is rapping, it's Ill Street Blues 

Striving, nigga, with one side 

Don't go against totally rent shit, nigga, baby gonna die 

Yeah, bank robbers armored up, gear like the boys in Heat 

DeNiro told one soul to keep quiet 

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[Interlude: Cormega] 

Aiyo, word to mother 

Ya'll niggas better bring ya selfs son, word 

[Cormega] 

When Pun was packing a mack in back of the Acura 

I was dealing in them buildings, it wasn't no cameras 

The witness savages, snitching was hazardous, now it isin't 

Shit is embarrasing, fuck a flow, this is a lyrical aquaduct 

Sink or swim for what I'm hearing you bagging up 

Lyte like the MC, I'm 'paper thin', you tripping 

I'm taking trips, your eyes don't lie, take a glimpse 

Into my life, you see me blazing clips, with the green to make it rich 

With a team that'll scrape the Knicks, and a v that's crazy quick 

I came to wear my Yankee fitted, represent for greatness 

It's lyrical elevation, causing mental stimulation 

If I'm getting too deep, I give you a minute to take in 

My jewels radiant, like a view of the Caymans 

And thinking you seeing me, who you playing with? 

Cor, Mega, raw forever 

Fell back, pause, fell off? Never 

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[Interlude: Sean Price] 

P! Shaolin, what up? 

[Sean Price] 

Aiyo, listen giraffe neck niggas, I blast techs 

Alejandro, came through with the Mexican Aztecs 

Rap smack niggas on a whole different aspect 

Homey, owe me dough, that's how we fucked up his last check 

Three train Saratoga, train stop, nigga been 

Metro part with the plan, make major figures 

Foul flagrant, two shots, give me the ball back 

You got shot, get off my ball sack 

You not hot, give me a call back, niggas is all wack 

Super doopa stupid, get drugs and I fall back 

P, ain't a problem that the God can't handle 

I set it off First Blood, Sean John Rambo 

Whoooo, as you can see, I'm focused 

Boot Camp for life, fuck the G.I. Joe shit 

Boot Camp is an Army, better yet a Navy 

Marine Air Force Ones, nigga, the shit's crazy, don't play me