Yessir! lyrics

[Intro: Raekwon, various samples]
"Live – in stereo!"
Yessir! This what I wanna hear, my n*gga, yeah
Tss..yeah, yeah ("These parts bug me!")
You don't even know, that's the official word up in the town, you heard?
(Aight... yeah) Hahaha ("Who needs trees?")
Get that swing (Yessir!) – get it in, man (Yeah...)
That's the official sh*t kid, uh-huh (f*ck that)
Word up, we gon' take it back to the big park and sh*t
("What are you gonna rap about?")
(Hen Rock, n*gga... yeah, that's all I'ma say...)
Yeah, when n*ggas was rhyming hard and coming crazy
(My hood know what the f*ck it is, boy)
Electrifying and vivid (All that... all that...)
Yo – (Sup? Yo, what the f*ck...)

[Verse: Raekwon]
I'm like a rabbi, fresh new mag and I'm mad high
Stolen black Jag, I brag fly
Yeah, yo – a project thug, political gangster, starving Langston Hughes
Jews want the crib when the god dies
I'm deadly – metaphors'll dog you, while I'm in the Forbes:
'First 500 n*ggas Who Raw Live'
"Yo, B, the n*gga Shallah, he low-key, but he O.G. –
Half of his n*ggas gone in hidin'"
Federados asleep, police holdin' my old piece
Heard the young policeman died
58 carats of glass, the Aston blueberry black
Where I keep my ices and knives at
One of the force rawest, yo, we're British aware
Who get money, shoot dice in his fortress
Mocknecks and Stratus
8 Ball jackets, the hagglers of the rap game
Post up – "Surprise! I want that spot"
Coolin' with the Supervillain team, all you other playboys is twats
n*ggas be down for the murder game
Run in the church, grab the rifle, put one in a n*gga' frame
I'm thirsty, hungry like a Somalian
Polly with them n*ggas with the waves in their dome like tsunami
All we do is get fresh and f*ck ma, probably–
Yo' baby mama gave me head in Barney's
Wild out calmly
And I got giants and armies
While we rock mean colored clothes and don divas
Yeah – Chef back
Some call him "Louis Smith, slash–
Lex Diamond, and his chick sell crack"
We rep bananas, peep this, 'Legend of Stan Smith's
$700 jeans, keepin' ya man distance
Yeah, son, give me your ear, son
("Yo yo yo, yo!") "Yo, get the f*ck away from the ropes, man"
("f*ckin' chicken! Hahaha...")
[Outro: various TV and movie samples]

[DOOM underling] "DOOM! The warning signal again, somebody approaches!"
[Doctor DOOM] "What manner of creatures are these? There they are again! Fire!!"

[Narrator] "A gunshot from inside the house forces a change of plans"
{*a monster growling*}
[Squad leader]"Okay, let's make sure all the windows are covered!"
[Narrator] "A straightforward entry has turned into–what appears to be–a barricaded standoff"
[Squad leader] "Police department! Come to the front door!"

[Scarface impression] "Anything you say, cracker!"

[Narrator #2] "As the funky beat continues..."