Rae's groundbreaking debut album helped to bring the flavour of flossing to wax as well as the use of the moniker among Wu brethren and other prominent emcees. The single "Verbal Intercourse" featured the first appearance of Nas Escobar, Nas' alter ego. Similarly, Raekwon and Ghostface Killah, who served as Rae's partner in rhyme throughout the entire Cuban Linx album, also developed a slew of other identities. Identities like Lex Diamond, one of the flashy, witty and intellectually stimulating personas of the multifaceted Raekwon.
In the years after the release of Cuban Linx, Raekwon continued to record several albums with the Clan including the platinum Wu-Tang Forver (1997) and The W (2000), as well as the gold Iron Flag (2001). He also starred in the critically acclaimed film Black and White, before releasing his second solo album, Immobilarity in 1999. Four years later, it's time for another masterpiece from Raekwon.
The Lex Diamond Story, Raekwon's forthcoming third solo album is that desperately needed effort. This new LP is as much a reflection of his first musical triumph Cuban Linx, as it is a manifestation of the future and what is to come from this great emcee. Raekwon is like the E.F. Hutton of hip-hop: when he speaks, everyone listens. The current void in hip-hop is filled with this rap veteran's
crafty verbal gymnastics and artistic form of storytelling. The Lex Diamond Story takes the top shelf elements of the Wu's first album and the finest sentiments of Raekwon's debut and joins them together to deliver another classic album to the masses.
A lyrical gourmet meal, The Lex Diamond Story shows that The Chef still possesses the recipe to cook up a jambalaya of words with the main ingredient being superior skills. Animated and intense, Raekwon's stealth delivery is filled with emotion, skilled cadence and an array of diverse stories, hooks, and topics. The track, "All Over Again (The Way We Were)" touches on the flavour of "Can It Be All So Simple" with its tale of street survival. Meanwhile, "Pit Bull Fights" is reminiscent of the ferocious lyrical beating inflicted on "Incarcerated Scarfaces." Raekwon is indisputably at his creative beast. Unchained and uninhibited, he is assertive with his music and focused on his goals.
Bomb
Raekwon Lyrics
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Drugs got me wakin' up in cold sweats
Sometimes I'm slightly off my rocker, but I'm on deck
Got 2 and a baby off my bitches student loan check
She hit my line to get that girl, I call it phone sex
Robbing like my problems ain't gon catch up to me later
Bitch I'm mobbing like OG Bobby Johnson, split your potato
At the table, cooking, shaving and touching base with them basers
The amazin' black American Gangster, sinister, corner her
Cuz seeing this nigga shine been annoying me like a muthafucka
This busta owe me, now he act like he don't know me
Forty fo' my closest homie, kill cockaroaches like Tony
Got Montana money
You bought 100, dipped in fluid, yo, I had to smoke it
Pupils dilated like silver dollars, now we kno-cking
Call it devilish how I do bitch
Fuck these niggas talking, I leave they thoughts on my shoestrings
What?
Rolling
Pockets all swollen
Set the record straight, that FNH is what I'm holding
A busta that we know got 15 'bows, bust it open
We came bandana'd up, divide it up, now what's the quotient?
A split with 4 niggas, since I'm a go getter
I think these suckers pussy, I'ma merk the whole litter
Told my girl to leave as soon as I hung up the phone with her
Man, I heard you rob the robbers, look Freddie a cold nigga
Got an ice maker for a heart, made nigga from the start
Life is like a movie, all I did was play my fuckin' part
Cheffing up the crack, the heroin, and the weed a la carte
I call it Fast Freddie's, I should own a fuckin' restaurant
Cuz back when I was 12 threw some bells on a scale and I got a pager
We broke them down and started selling nickels to the neighbors
Eventually the penitentiary gon' see me later
Kiss my momma, told her if I die, then it was part of nature
What?
28 days later we all getting fresh
Got the heart to die for something, flesh to flesh
The Lambo, got her outside, it's a stretch
My bitch half Mexican/Afghan, I'm blessed
From living tough times with rough lemons, a gorgeous watch
My team on a dreadful level, yo
Yeah, we still getting money right
Long as the sun come out, I'll hold these twenties tight
Getting fresh, just cooling, my bitch on my dick
Ba boom yo, you live with your moms, just get a grip
Clip in my pocket, a rocket
I think of the Dips, I need Juelz and Jims, with rough licks
Trips to Africa, shorty tear Saks up
I'm out in Bombay, rebels here actin' up
We real, all G, 7500 of us
Up in the Sprinter bus, fussin' "we need more heat"
Raekwon's "Bomb" is a rap song that depicts the life of a drug dealer. The song contains two verses, where the first one he talks about the effect that drugs have on him and the crimes he has committed. He mentions that he has a baby with two women, but he's mainly focused on making money. He talks about how he robs people and how they'll eventually come back and get him. He is aware that his lifestyle is dangerous and risky. Raekwon also talks about OG Bobby Johnson, a character from the movie "South Central," who is a gangster.
In the second verse, Raekwon mentions the amount of money he has and how he divides it up with his friends. He talks about his past and how he started with selling drugs at a young age. However, he is now living a luxurious life and traveling all over the world. Raekwon also mentions Juelz and Jims, who are rappers from the Diplomats group, and his love for expensive brands like Saks.
Overall, the song highlights the harsh reality of drug dealing and the dangers that come with it. It depicts the life of someone who makes money illegally and has to constantly watch his back.
Line by Line Meaning
Slammin
Starting strongly and powerfully.
Drugs got me wakin' up in cold sweats
The negative effects of drug addiction are causing physical symptoms.
Sometimes I'm slightly off my rocker, but I'm on deck
I may seem a little crazy sometimes, but I'm always prepared and ready for action.
Got 2 and a baby off my bitches student loan check
I am taking advantage of my girlfriend's financial aid money to support my family.
She hit my line to get that girl, I call it phone sex
My girlfriend calls me to get drugs, and I consider it a form of phone sex.
Robbing like my problems ain't gon catch up to me later
I'm committing crimes to make money, but I know this could catch up to me in the future.
Bitch I'm mobbing like OG Bobby Johnson, split your potato
I'm moving with the same confidence and power as the character OG Bobby Johnson in the movie, and I'll kill you without hesitation.
At the table, cooking, shaving and touching base with them basers
I'm cooking and preparing drugs while also communicating with my customers.
Bet they try to make a play for the yay' as soon as they taste it
If my customers like my product, I know they'll want to come back and buy more, or maybe even try to steal from me.
The amazin' black American Gangster, sinister, corner her
I see myself as a powerful and dangerous figure like Frank Lucas in the movie American Gangster.
Cuz seeing this nigga shine been annoying me like a muthafucka
I'm tired of seeing other people succeed, and it makes me angry and motivated to do better.
This busta owe me, now he act like he don't know me
This person owes me money, but is now pretending like they never even met me.
Forty fo' my closest homie, kill cockaroaches like Tony
I'll do anything to protect my closest friend, and I'm not afraid to use violence to do so.
Got Montana money
I have a lot of money, like Tony Montana from Scarface.
You bought 100, dipped in fluid, yo, I had to smoke it
You bought 100 grams of drugs with the intention of selling them, but I ended up smoking them all myself.
Pupils dilated like silver dollars, now we kno-cking
My eyes are dilated due to drug use, and I'm now going door to door trying to sell or steal more drugs.
Call it devilish how I do bitch
My actions are seen by some as immoral and evil.
Fuck these niggas talking, I leave they thoughts on my shoestrings
I don't care about what others think or say about me, and I leave their opinions behind me.
Rolling
On the move, riding in a car.
Pockets all swollen
I have a lot of money in my pockets.
Set the record straight, that FNH is what I'm holding
I want to be clear that I am carrying a FNH gun.
A busta that we know got 15 'bows, bust it open
Someone we know has large amounts of drugs, and we plan to steal them.
We came bandana'd up, divide it up, now what's the quotient?
We came wearing bandanas to conceal our identities, and we need to split the stolen drugs.
A split with 4 niggas, since I'm a go getter
I deserve the largest share since I was the one who put in the most effort.
I think these suckers pussy, I'ma merk the whole litter
I think these people are weak, and I'm willing to kill them all.
Told my girl to leave as soon as I hung up the phone with her
I don't want my girlfriend to be around when I'm committing crimes.
Man, I heard you rob the robbers, look Freddie a cold nigga
I heard that you stole from other criminals, and I think you're a tough and fearless person for doing so.
Got an ice maker for a heart, made nigga from the start
I am tough and heartless, and I've always been this way since I was young.
Life is like a movie, all I did was play my fuckin' part
My life is like a movie, and I'm playing the role of a gangster and drug dealer.
Cheffing up the crack, the heroin, and the weed a la carte
I am preparing and selling various types of drugs like a chef preparing a menu.
I call it Fast Freddie's, I should own a fuckin' restaurant
I'm so good at making and selling drugs that I could open a restaurant called Fast Freddie's.
From living tough times with rough lemons, a gorgeous watch
I came from a difficult background and now have a luxurious watch as a symbol of my success.
My team on a dreadful level, yo
My crew is powerful and intimidating.
Yeah, we still getting money right
We are still making money and succeeding despite obstacles.
Long as the sun come out, I'll hold these twenties tight
I will keep my money close and protected as long as I'm alive.
Getting fresh, just cooling, my bitch on my dick
I'm feeling good and relaxed with my girlfriend by my side.
Ba boom yo, you live with your moms, just get a grip
I'm dismissing someone as weak or unimportant for still living with their parents.
Clip in my pocket, a rocket
I have a gun with a loaded magazine in my pocket.
I think of the Dips, I need Juelz and Jims, with rough licks
I'm thinking of the members of the hip-hop group Diplomats, and I want them to rap with me using tough and forceful rhymes.
Trips to Africa, shorty tear Saks up
I make extravagant trips to Africa and spend a lot of money in high-end stores like Saks.
I'm out in Bombay, rebels here actin' up
I am in Bombay, India, and the locals are causing trouble or being rebellious.
We real, all G, 7500 of us
We are a large group of real, genuine people from the streets.
Up in the Sprinter bus, fussin' "we need more heat"
We are traveling in a luxury van and arguing about needing more weapons or drugs to succeed in our criminal enterprise.
Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Corey Woods, Fredrick Jamel Tipton, Otis Lee Jackson
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Leiva Joaquin
[Produced by Madlib]
[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uhh
[Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs]
Slammin', drugs got me wakin' up in cold sweats
Sometimes I'm slightly off my rocker, but I'm on deck
Got 2 and a baby off my bitches student loan check
She hit my line to get that girl, I call it phone sex
Robbing like my problems ain't gon catch up to me later
Bitch I'm mobbing like OG Bobby Johnson, split your potato
At the table cooking, shaving and touching base with them basers
Bet they try to make a play for the yayo as soon as they taste it
The evasive black American gangster, sinister corner hugger
Cuz seeing this nigga shine been annoying me like a muthafucka
This busta owe me, now he act like he don't know me
Forty fo' my closest homie, kill cockaroaches like Tony
Got Montana money, Newport 100 dipped in fluid
Yo I had to smoke it, pupils dilated like silver dollars
Now we loc'ing, call it devilish how I do bitch
Fuck these niggas talking, I leave they thoughts on my shoestrings
[Interlude: Freddie Gibbs]
What? Uh, yeah
For sure
[Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs]
Rolling, pockets all swollen
Set the record straight, that FNH is what I'm holding
A busta that we know got 15 'bows, bust it open
We came bandana'd up, divide it up, now what's the quotient?
A split with 4 niggas, since I'm a go getter
I think these suckers pussy, I'ma merk the whole litter
Told my girl to leave as soon as I hung up the phone with her
Man, I heard you rob the robbers, look Freddie a cold nigga
Got an ice maker for a heart
Made nigga from the start
Life is like a movie, all I did was play my fuckin' part
Cheffing up the crack, the heroin, and weed a la carte
I call it Fast Freddie's, I should own a fuckin' restaurant
'Cause back when I was 12, threw some bales on a scale and I got a pager
We broke them down and started selling nickels to the neighbors
Eventually the penitentiary gon' see me later
Kiss my momma, told her if I die, then it was part of nature
What?
[Verse 3: Raekwon]
28 days later we all getting fresh
Got the heart to die for something, flesh to flesh
The Lambo, got her outside, it's a stretch
My bitch half Mexican/Afghan, I'm blessed
From living tough times with rough lemons
A gorgeous watch, my team on a dreadful level, yo
Yeah, we still getting money right
Long as the sun come out, I'll hold these twenties tight
Getting fresh, just cooling, my bitch on my dick
Ba-boom yo, you live with your moms, just get a grip
Clip in my pocket, my rocket
I think of the Dips, I need Juelz and Jims, with rough licks
Trips to Africa, shorty tear Saks up
I'm out in Bombay, rebels here actin' up
We real, all G, 75-hundred of us
Up in the Sprinter bus, fussin' "We need more heat
Awchshonear
Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs]
Slammin', drugs got me wakin' up in cold sweats
Sometimes I'm slightly off my rocker, but I'm on deck
Got 2 and a baby off my bitches student loan check
She hit my line to get that girl, I call it phone sex
Robbing like my problems ain't gon catch up to me later
Bitch I'm mobbing like OG Bobby Johnson, split your potato
At the table cooking, shaving and touching base with them basers
Bet they try to make a play for the yayo as soon as they taste it
The evasive black American gangster, sinister corner hugger
Cuz seeing this nigga shine been annoying me like a muthafucka
This busta owe me, now he act like he don't know me
Forty fo' my closest homie, kill cockaroaches like Tony
Got Montana money, Newport 100 dipped in fluid
Yo I had to smoke it, pupils dilated like silver dollars
Now we loc'ing, call it devilish how I do bitch
Fuck these niggas talking, I leave they thoughts on my shoestrings
Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs]
Rolling, pockets all swollen
Set the record straight, that FNH is what I'm holding
A busta that we know got 15 'bows, bust it open
We came bandana'd up, divide it up, now what's the quotient?
A split with 4 niggas, since I'm a go getter
I think these suckers pussy, I'ma merk the whole litter
Told my girl to leave as soon as I hung up the phone with her
Man, I heard you rob the robbers, look Freddie a cold nigga
Got an ice maker for a heart, made nigga from the start
Life is like a movie, all I did was play my fuckin' part
Cheffing up the crack, the heroin, and weed a la carte
I call it Fast Freddie's, I should own a fuckin' restaurant
'Cause back when I was 12, threw some bales on a scale and I got a pager
We broke them down and started selling nickels to the neighbors
Eventually the penitentiary gon' see me later
Kiss my momma, told her if I die, then it was part of nature
What?
28 days later we all getting fresh
Got the heart to die for something, flesh to flesh
The Lambo, got her outside, it's a stretch
My bitch half Mexican/Afghan, I'm blessed
From living tough times with rough lemons
A gorgeous watch, my team on a dreadful level, yo
Yeah, we still getting money right
Long as the sun come out, I'll hold these twenties tight
Getting fresh, just cooling, my bitch on my dick
Ba-boom yo, you live with your moms, just get a grip
Clip in my pocket, my rocket
I think of the Dips, I need Juelz and Jims, with rough licks
Trips to Africa, shorty tear Saks up
I'm out in Bombay, rebels here actin' up
We real, all G, 75-hundred of us
Up in the Sprinter bus, fussin' "We need more heat"
Basa Paichadze
Slammin', drugs got me wakin' up in cold sweats
Sometimes I'm slightly off my rocker, but I'm on deck
Got 2 and a baby off my bitches student loan check
She hit my line to get that girl, I call it phone sex
Robbing like my problems ain't gon catch up to me later
Bitch I'm mobbing like OG Bobby Johnson, split your potato
At the table cooking, shaving and touching base with them basers
Bet they try to make a play for the yayo as soon as they taste it
The evasive black American gangster, sinister corner hugger
Cuz seeing this nigga shine been annoying me like a muthafucka
This busta owe me, now he act like he don't know me
Forty fo' my closest homie, kill cockaroaches like Tony
Got Montana money, Newport 100 dipped in fluid
Yo I had to smoke it, pupils dilated like silver dollars
Now we loc'ing, call it devilish how I do bitch
Fuck these niggas talking, I leave they thoughts on my shoestrings
[Interlude: Freddie Gibbs]
What? Uh, yeah
For sure
[Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs]
Rolling, pockets all swollen
Set the record straight, that FNH is what I'm holding
A busta that we know got 15 'bows, bust it open
We came bandana'd up, divide it up, now what's the quotient?
A split with 4 niggas, since I'm a go getter
I think these suckers pussy, I'ma merk the whole litter
Told my girl to leave as soon as I hung up the phone with her
Man, I heard you rob the robbers, look Freddie a cold nigga
Got an ice maker for a heart
Made nigga from the start
Life is like a movie, all I did was play my fuckin' part
Cheffing up the crack, the heroin, and weed a la carte
I call it Fast Freddie's, I should own a fuckin' restaurant
'Cause back when I was 12, threw some bales on a scale and I got a pager
We broke them down and started selling nickels to the neighbors
Eventually the penitentiary gon' see me later
Kiss my momma, told her if I die, then it was part of nature
What?
[Verse 3: Raekwon]
28 days later we all getting fresh
Got the heart to die for something, flesh to flesh
The Lambo, got her outside, it's a stretch
My bitch half Mexican/Afghan, I'm blessed
From living tough times with rough lemons
A gorgeous watch, my team on a dreadful level, yo
Yeah, we still getting money right
Long as the sun come out, I'll hold these twenties tight
Getting fresh, just cooling, my bitch on my dick
Ba-boom yo, you live with your moms, just get a grip
Clip in my pocket, my rocket
I think of the Dips, I need Juelz and Jims, with rough licks
Trips to Africa, shorty tear Saks up
I'm out in Bombay, rebels here actin' up
We real, all G, 75-hundred of us
Up in the Sprinter bus, fussin' "We need more heat"
rama
This beat is perfect. 10/10
funkydrops
11/10
dillwax_RK
12/10
leo villa
20/19
Στελιος Κοντελιας
100/100 is the same as 10/10 😂
Lewa95
1/1
Rockstar Skinnys
This album top 10 of this generation. Specially if you're Stoner it fits perfectly with you're high.
Jack Thomson
real talk.
dodmarley
try all of this album and esgn.
elchiponr1
i'm not stoned, still gettin high though