Crown of Thorns - Raekwon

From shooters in buildings to coupes in the pavilions

Play wealth, keep your health and your heart first

The belt that’s been passed on the last car collision and cracks

We was there rolling up, holding duffle bags, that’s facts

Blood on his Fila’s, Levi’s

Laid there, two chains on, where’s the throne

I was slick, like poets who know his shit, cold as shit

Thugs that stay loaded then blow throughout the global quick

Fast money and sneakers, cool out king silks on

Right in front of the Flash Gordon, you crabs goners

Stealin' styles so we taxed him out on Billy Childs

The bodies was ripped from water, twist the chalice

A grown folks game to the older folks

Grey haired gangsters rockin' New Balance

See the chodes, a few challenges

Money spill, heads tumble, thugs rumble, drugs crumble

But still I’m still upon in bankers trust, thankin' us

Preparing my speech, pulled up in a peach Corniche

Seats are burgundy, soccer gear and Louis cleats

Hand me my medals, Pussy he just laughin' at us

I know you wanted my bitch, but money won’t attract it

They trained, pullin' pistols see the aims

It’s desert shark, that blow apart flesh and bones when it starts

The originator, cuban linx chains, diamonds and Clark’s

Swim on this crime wave where bags of money get washed

They say Loyalty’s golden and it will make you rich

Well, I’m royal, my cloth is purple, I never switch

High chief, low eyes and hella jewels

Word from the wise, it’s time to rise and show and prove

Getting money is easy, keeping it that’s the hard part

Creeps and scavengers roam the land, call 'em aardvarks

Go ahead and try me now, filthy rich Africans

From the slums' glorious days, I bring the action in

Long hair Brazilians love swallowing my childrens

Self made poet, poetry constantly bringin' millions in

Scratch that small talk, meetings with the higher ups

Walls necessary, cemetery bitch and bury chumps

Spark and sip the champagne for the pain

Let’s celebrate, this duffel bag snatch your dime piece bag another coffin

though

From the era where the code is 'never trust a hoe'

My advanced stride is the coldest, yo

Ritual’s get the bread and stay upon your square

For the leeches and the sly foxes please be aware

'Cause they will pray upon your shortcomings

Jeopardize the family’s heir

Here’s the first glass, sip it to hell, I’ll see you there

They say Loyalty’s golden and it will make you rich

Well, I’m royal, my cloth is purple, I never switch

High chief, low eyes and hella jewels

Word from the wise, it’s time to rise and show 'em proof