Raekwon missing watch Lyrics

(feat. Ghostface)

[Intro: Raekwon (Polite)]
Oh s___! f___ is my watch at?
s___... what the f___?
Nah man, nah man, hell nah
These b____es is frontin
The f___ the s___ go?
Them drug gangstas.
Yo son, you got my s___?
(Nah, son, I ain't got ya s___)
Son you ain't got my s___?
(Nah, n____, I ain't got ya s___)
Yo, son, my s___ is gone
(Pah listen, I ain't got ya s___
Lex you sure you ain't leave it in the..)

[Raekwon]
I started buggin out, fell in the zone, half the bone lit
Passed off, rubbin on my ski hat - oh s___!
My blunt fell, my watch, you seen it?
Gleamin little young fella, he just had the stupidest look, weeded
Yo, I'm tired and stressed, hungry and I'm vexed
And I'm flippin cause these n____z wanna play me for test
s___ fell off ya hand Lord? Stop it, I'm eyein n____z in they faces
After that I'm goin at n____z pockets
The watch, f__got yeah, y'all n____z got my s___
"Yo Lex we family, I helped you cop yo' s___"
Then help me find my s___!
Eye-ballin every fake Frankie Lymon in the joint
Break out, find my s___!
Yeah, yo now I got robbed, I smell it
Mad b____es walkin' by the fella tryin' to crochet, b____ spell it!
Listen trick, be out, bounce
Blew an ounce off of weed in the b____ face, she pulled out two white owls
"Everybody back the f___ up, move!
Chef, you actin' like a loose cannon, Pah, with you and your dudes"
If my s___ come up, cool
Matter of fact, clack-clack-clack-clack, n____s pulled out tools

[Chorus: Polite]
Yo yo yo yo turn the f___in' lights off
Pass the illumin' Lord, tell the DJ turn the f___in' music off
We got announcements, we want y'all to listen clear
We just lose about mansion in here
And yo eh yo if we don't get it back it's gon' be a problem
Then my n____s gon' react and that'll be a problem
Eighty-five thou' gone we got a f___in' problem
Ain't nobody leavin' alive until we find 'em

[Ghostface Killah]
Excuse me, Miss, no I ain't havin' it
I smacked him with the four pound, b____ hit the ground
Then I stepped off, dropped out the s___
Equipped with the dipped courdouroy Bailey's with the cream stitch
Powerhouse biscuits that blow roofs off
Rae watch is missin', you take ya boots off
And take off those chaaaaaiiiiiiinnnns
The fat f___ thought I was playin' so I started sprayin
Chicks hit the floor, bottles broke
The owner slid through beefin', duke threw the toast to his throat
We brought the noise like we here to promote
My man don't get his s___ in four or five minutes yo we're leavin' with the
vote
A gangsta's lotto, thirteen bodies and still climbin
Big shotties, bodied when they sniff body
We did our thing too we got to the Envy lobby
Our last four or five shots we see nobody

[Chorus]

[Polite]
Eh yo s___ got real that night
Power grabbed him, 'Vine smacked him dead in his head
(Oh s___, n____ he got a magnum!)
Yo we all holdin', rollin
Grab a n____, search him if he front, f___ it, blow him!
Watchin' n____s foldin
The bartender got a shotgun in his hand
Let off, the wheelchair n____ got him and ran
Surround the Don, full body armor automatically on
The f__gots passed off the watch and gone
(yo y'all n____s ain't searchin' s___!)
Yo where the big mouth at? n____s step up
Matter of fact n____, lie the f___ up
n____ tried to swing on G's but he a gentleman
Son, he dropped the dead arm but failed to see it
Two shot G's pealed his meat {*starts to fade out*}
Let's see, n____s tried to front like my n____s is weak
Corey pulled the truck up, C-4ed this b____, blew it the f___ up!
n____s'll use and n____s'll die in this m________a! {*explosion*}