Combat Jazz feat. Raekwon

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[Raekwon] Biz man.. Fuck that Yeah, Yeah Hey yo, Hey yo Hey yo I smoke on the mic Like smoking Joe Fraser Holding a blunt with a scope And blaze shit up Much more harder to those We like fathers and bros Out the slum so the flows is Hard shit Yeah, I'm unstoppable the rhyme is hollow tip 'Dro's how I 'pose So I gotta hit ya While i take shotsa Jack Beam Its like sailing poison Upside inside the minds elite Nigga anything Raek says goes Limp Bizkit shit Mix together You convinced it's froze When the hit start metal and rap Kid you better than that you rather die than play at one of our shows we will wipe you But on the other hand we like you Don't bring your clan or band We will fight You might get a gunshot rap rebels ready to rock rock and rap Putting more on the map [Fred Durst] I terrorize with these eyes All you players on the sidelines Get victimized Ain't no mamma on this planet Who wont cry When you see the baby boy sucking thumb and Licking crumbs from their eyes Switch on the blade Pay the price pull the pin What this hand grenade splash Need i warn you again? Take another route Devils waiting for the handshake Better sell me Cuz i'm gonna make it to the gate Fake in a way that's unforgivable Bam you just got shot You invisible Typical Critical, ridiculed Motherfuckin' pitiful You don't know the half about these bitches that I'm going through Bullet proof, pull a tooth i'm killing in this fucking booth Spiting juice, take a shot make it absolut When i'm through, you is through Speaking all i know is true Blowing through this revenue Like something you could never do [Raekwon] All I want is maxin' in the wing Sneakers that match the black bens Stay relaxin in black tint Road runner gunners that throw hundreds Soldiers get so blunted Let's drop bombs glow one and All I want is maxin' in the wing Sneakers that match the black bens Stay relaxin in black tint Road runner gunners that throw hundreds Soldiers get so blunted Let's drop bombs glow one and [Fred Durst] Oh! Got you haters feeling like we too- Old! Got you feeling like we want you to. Oh! Got you haters feeling like we too- Old! Got you feeling like we want you to. You got that right, Raekwon the chef Limp Bizkit 2 thousand and 21 Mathematics on the beat I could listen to this all night All day, everyday, just rewind it