The Turn Lyrics - Raekwon The Chef

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"everywhere i turn i see your face..."

[intro: raekwon]
Yeah ah yeah yo yo yeah
Yeah motivate motivate from the gate ya'll
Yeah aiyo aiyo aiyo

[raekwon]
And we the gods still tear the whole hood apart
Darts that'll splatter through faces taste niggaz hearts
I'm intellectual plus professional
And walbaums to vegetables
Shit is right here like buyin' fly gear
Dare any white man or fan nigga ran through niggaz
Blew shotties in niggaz lobbies the grand rza
We left the radio broke i yoke my vocals hittin' green smoke
Allah math' show me when the needle broke
Numb the whole crowd up stupid xxx loud fouled up
Never knew what they had now they proud of us
Picture my vision precision lines jumpin' out of commission
Divine got me nigga the boss he pop me
Rae we gotta generate lord i feel the ditech the mildew
Buy jets and vehicles steal a little
Wrap up the whole rap government

[method man]
Go head ya'll floss wit it
Walk wit i slap your boss wit it
Navy blue new york fitted i'm cold frost bitted
Two puffs and off wit it
You smell the herb 'fore i lit the spots its forfeit it
Blocks is hot feel the shot from fourth/fifth it
With no regard for your boulevard just the xxxx bag and bullet scar
It's the riddler riddle me this riddle me that
Who the pretender? and who the door man that let them enter?
The wu-tang 36 cham' what you smokin'?
Got you in the game chokin' like van gundy coachin'
Your street team bunch of weaklings
Don't ever let me catch your reachin'
Respect when a grown man is speakin'
Shh keep on sleepin' and just like tlc i keep on "creepin"
The five percent of ya'll keep on teachin'
The heat seakin' missile official that got issues
Like funk doc got snot tissue it's hott nikkels

"everywhere i turn i see your face but you're never there"

[method man]
Shh... xxxx ain't over..
Okay now same xxxx different day grindin' gettin' paid
Self at it automatic guns that spit and spray
Gotta have it xxx grab it time to slip and weight
Godbody house your party watch the kid n play
Ya'll gon' make me go postal up in this muthafucka house
Full of bloodsuckers and hoes that love hustlers
Roll that izza pour me another kizza
Bigga to my nigga so drunk they can't get up
Shotguns through nose hot ones through foes
Let the herb spots run til the cops come suppose
I was just another stick in the mud on a saturday
Thinkin' how i'mma get the fifth in the club
See my crew thick everyday i fights to prove it
We comes undisputed with batteries included
Honey's "bee" like meth i be like what?
They want some free cd's i'm like "see these" nuts

[outro: method man]
If ya'll muthafuckas gettin' high tonight say all right haha
If ya'll muthafuckas gettin' drunk tonight say all right haha
It be tical ok haha yeah yeah ok
It be tical ok haha yeah..

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