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Raekwon – Glaciers of ice

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Raekwon – Glaciers of ice

Raekwon “Glaciers of ice” video clip featuring Ghostface Killah, Masta Killa

⬇️ Next Dates • Lyrics • Album • Credits ⬇️

  • THE NEXT DATES


  • LYRICS

    Yeah
    Yo son you gotta take me to get them Clarks, man
    Yo, check it out, yo
    Yo, I got a new, yooo! Niggas don’t even know son
    Yo check the joint, boom
    Yo I got a crazy idea how to do Clarks now
    Check it out, boom, this is how you freak ’em, boom
    You go get you go get the cream joints right? Boom
    Now now, all you all you dye, is this shit right here, boom
    And this, you know what I’m saying? Any color you want
    But it’d be like, blue and cream, you know what I’m saying?
    Shit like that, niggas don’t even know
    But son word is bond I’mma rock niggas this summer
    On the real, know what I’m saying?
    Yo son, I had crazy visions
    Check it out check it out check it out, boom
    Just imagine if you buy, woo! Check it out
    Just imagine you bought navy blue, right
    A navy blue, a navy blue pair right, boom
    Of this, of this shit, know what I’m saying?
    But dyed get this dyed cream on top
    Just imagine that color like
    But you got it dripping like it’s marble cake like…

    Stand on the block, Reebok, gun cocked
    Avalanche rock get paid off mass murderous services
    Chef break ’em, watch the alley cats bake ’em
    Four-nine made ’em, drop grenades and take ’em
    Quick fast we reflect like the sky be blue true
    Wu-Tang saga continue
    Rap Meyer Lansky crash your fantasy
    Getting high fellas stand by, here’s the plan, see
    Sit back collecting Tecs and checks and
    Blowing slow in a Montero flexing
    Beats break heavily word to INS bless me
    Blow me like three bags of cess
    For real from the Killa Hill locked and caged in
    We’re sworn representatives, reacting like made men
    Strive for wives, nine lives and lies
    Max sell and enjoy the highs, what

    The treasure is the glaciers of ice, orginal man
    Possess the power to hold G’s guns and grams
    Baker baker, pull off a keystone caper
    Point out the baddest bitch in the crowd and watch me scrape her

    Proceed with caution as you enter the symphony
    Degrees of punishment increase intensely
    Syndrome was caused by the deadly drums
    But the battle was won by swords being swung
    Slicing with a vocal, from the international vocalist
    Your style is too local to fuck with this
    Offensive antagonist
    No assistance, moving motionless
    Mysterious swiftness
    Thoughts roll down the shaft of the brain
    Mental gives the signal to the physical
    Whirlwind kicks and hits from every angle
    Violent temperaments, left continents dented
    Poison vintage wine rhymes I invented
    Drunk by the drunken punches that punctures the heart
    Vital sparks from the arteries start

    The treasure is the glaciers of ice, orginal man
    Possess the power to hold G’s guns and grams

    Straight up and down it’s all good
    Peace to them check cashing, chain snatching, gun flashing
    Niggas in the hoods bubbling good
    Analyze Starks, who be buying lion heads and Clarks
    To all my house bitches, Starks’ll be home soon
    I’m on tour chill, catch me ’96 in June
    But until then my ten-man team be safe
    Chill on the whips for seven months, we can all get laced
    Take a boat cruise, sip daquiris and max
    Swimming pools, fly jewels, Wally shoes, blow stacks
    Relax kids, black kids got a craving for Cris
    Until we get back and pack, leave the Mac with your Wis’
    But whatever, I gotta hit other sides of the Earth
    Spread Wu-ness, rule this, civilization’s cursed
    But luckily I’m born to be wild and aure-al
    Move crowds collect twenty thou and then be out
    Heavy convoys my crew keep pretty boys paranoid
    Blow like a steroid pat down Dan Aykroyd
    My seeds, run with his seeds, marry his seeds
    That’s how we keep Wu-Tang money all up in the family

    The treasure is the glaciers of ice, orginal man
    Possess the power to hold G’s guns and grams
    Baker baker, pull off a keystone caper
    Point out the baddest bitch in the crowd and watch me scrape her

    My seeds, run with his seeds, marry his seeds
    That’s how we keep Wu-Tang money all up in the family

    It’s been a long time since the father left in ’69
    It’s been a long time since Wu Tang had the chance to shine
    It’s been a long time since we had diamonds, gold and drink Cristal wine
    It’s been a long time of walking around here dumb, deaf, and blind
    It’s been a long time since you had the Son of Man chant like golden wine
    It’s been a long time



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