Ghostface Killah, Raekwon, Cappadonna - Daytona 500 (feat. Raekwon & Cappadonna)

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[00:01.10] We are the G.O.D's an' we came to rock the spot [00:08.89] Like Ironman Starks, they be the illest MCs in the world today [00:18.69] Cappa, Raekwon an' the R.Z.A., so listen to them clear [00:27.07] An' put the box right near your ear, light your blunts an' down your beers [00:33.36] 'Cause you could never fuck with Wu-Tang Killer Beez [00:59.84] Say, "Peace" to cats who rock mack knowledge, knowledgists [01:02.54] Street astrologists, light up the mic God, knowledge this [01:04.95] Fly joints that carried your points, Corolla Motorola holder [01:07.62] Play it God, he pack over the shoulder [01:09.68] Chrome tanks, player like Yanks, check the franchise [01:12.28] Front on my guys, my enterprise splash many lives [01:14.90] Rappel on fakes like reflectors [01:17.35] He had sugar in his ear, in his last crack career [01:19.20] We can can him, manhandle him, if you wanna [01:21.67] Run in his crib o, get ditto, skate like a limo [01:24.17] An' jet to the flyest estate, relate, take a break [01:26.78] Break down an eighth an' then wait drop it like Drake [01:29.68] Thugs, they be booin' an' screwin', we canoin' [01:32.04] Claim they doin' the same shit we doin', fuck your union [01:34.11] It's the same style, RZA trainable, jump the turnstyle [01:36.84] On the alley, tried to challenge God for the new vials [01:39.20] Especially that, aluminum bat in the act [01:41.82] Relax, lay back, sell a grenade a day, it pays black [01:44.14] The Mac 10 flex white cats like Windex [01:46.64] Index finger be sore, bustin' these fly scripts [01:49.35] The Wally kid count crazily, grands with our plans [01:51.61] Layin' with my bitches an' my mans in Lex Lands [01:53.77] We losin' 'em, jet to the stash an' now Jerusalem [01:56.59] Abusin' 'em, rockin' his jewels like we usin' 'em [01:59.17] Low pro star, seven thick waves rock Polar [02:01.59] Roll with the older God, build with the Son an' the Star [02:04.17] All these MCs start realizin' [02:06.35] That Ghost got that shit, that'll keep you vibin' [02:11.88] The Wu is here to bring you Shaolin's finest [02:16.95] But if your shields are weak, you better step behind us [02:22.43] Mercury raps is roughed, then God just shown like taps [02:25.62] Red an' white Wally's that match, bend my baseball hat [02:27.78] Doin' forever shit, like pissin' out the window on turnpikes [02:30.47] Robbin' niggaz for leathers, high swipin' on dirt bikes [02:33.15] Voice be metal like Von Harper radio bubble [02:35.46] Murder sleep away camp, the fly lady champ [02:38.25] The arsonist, who burn with his pen regardless [02:39.85] Slayin' all these earthlings an' fake foreigners [02:42.40] In the Phillipines, pick herbal beans, bubblin' strings [02:45.06] Body chemical 'Cream', we burn kerosene [02:47.41] The conviction of my tape is rape, wicked like Nixon [02:49.97] Long heads inscriptions with three sixes in [02:52.63] Kiss the pyramid experiment with high explosive [02:55.08] I slapbox with Jesus, lick shots at Joseph [02:57.42] Zoomin' like binoculars, the rap blacksmith [02:59.65] Money's Rolex with sparkles, Chef Ragtop is spotless [03:02.23] I'm Iron Man, no cheap cash metal, I'm steel alloy [03:04.61] True identity hidden inside secret tabloids [03:07.17] Breathe oxygen, both sides of my jaw carry oxes [03:09.87] The track hit like the bangers in hundred watt boxes [03:12.26] Yo, jostlin' these cats while Little J be deli-in' [03:14.62] Sip Irish Moss out of Widelians [03:21.87] All these MCs start realizin' [03:25.22] That Ghost got that shit that'll keep you vibin' [03:30.09] The Wu is here to bring you Shaolin's finest [03:35.23] But if your shields are weak, you better step behind us [03:41.42] Give me the the fifty thou, small bills, my gold plate, my slang kills [03:44.38] My Benz spills, what up Lils? Murder one Dunn [03:46.09] Killer bee stung, guess who back home, Son? [03:48.60] My technique of slang camp won, third platoon soon [03:51.22] Cristal bottles, cages of boom, probably wardrobe [03:53.63] The mad hatter, big dick style, beware goons [03:56.02] Smuggle balloons, lord of dooms, in fat pussy wombs [03:58.40] Let the Gods build, pull up the grill, check out the mad skills [04:00.99] Top secret technique, too hard for you to peep it [04:03.67] An' keep it, jiggy style of rap an' watchin' knuckle slang [04:05.76] Sweep it out of order, ape recorder can't record my slaughter [04:08.55] Spoil the rotten, Don is too good to be forgotten [04:10.71] High top notch, borderline rhymes is hand cocked [04:13.47] Ninety-six, my ill sound clash is still hot [04:17.01] Get yourself shot [04:20.42] All these MCs start realizin' [04:24.05] That Ghost got that shit, that'll keep you vibin' [04:28.74] The Wu is here to bring you Shaolin's finest [04:33.81] But if your shields are weak, you better step behind us [04:38.56]