Cutting it Up
Raekwon Lyrics


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Yeah, yeah, yeah
Word
Yeah
Jump into the movie, let's go

Flex around town with the powerful flow in the latest
I'm like a jag, more spots, more courageous, I'm here
I never left, the chef blade henchman
Rep with a thousand one trenchmen
We all wearin' sweats, Gillettes, and oxes, more foxes
Coolin' on top of the spots holdin' choppers
Some new Jordan 6s in the Sixes
Fly niggas fuck this, fuck that
My winners get enough that
Teflon Dons and pimps, pop models
Louis goggles and the S class blast
Don't hit the potholes
We racin', everything's laced, here's the ratio
Now bust that down, let's get more fellatio

Chandeliers on the throats, we still chef it up
We heal niggas with notes, we stay weapon up
Over the pots and stoves, we still chef it up
Through the valley of hopes we stay flexin', what?
Chandeliers on the throats, we still chef it up
We heal niggas with notes, we stay weapon up
Over the pots and stoves, we still chef it up
Through the valley of hopes we stay flexin', what?

Grass get lit in bamboo, the band new
I will be one of the elites in the streets
Stores where fours get bought we open up wars
Some swords get caught, some broads got bored
Next level, new level, it's gods against devils
Czars against rebels, we never been flipped
Army brigades with blades on, all types of niggas catch fades
In the middle of the street in the yellow line
The timin' is massive, let's run to the parade
Bangkok hammers get blazed
It's in the streets, be amazed
How young homies turn into slaves
Eat that nigga for days, what

Chandeliers on the throats, we still chef it up
We heal niggas with notes, we stay weapon up
Over the pots and stoves, we still chef it up
Through the valley of hopes we stay flexin', what?
Chandeliers on the throats, we still chef it up
We heal niggas with notes, we stay weapon up
Over the pots and stoves, we still chef it up
Through the valley of hopes we stay flexin', what?

Yeah, yeah
That's how you do that shit, man, for real, man?
That's what you doin to niggas, man?
That's how it's going down?
Ayo, let me tell you something, man
Fuck all them nig-, straight up, man
I don't even wanna say it, man
But y'all already know, man
Y'all already know the greatest man
The greatest man
We the fuckin' best, nigga, what?
Yeah, son
Tell 'em what it is son
That's right, man




The adventures
Chef, one, yeah y'all

Overall Meaning

In this song, Raekwon and Ghostface Killah use their lyrical prowess to describe their high-end lifestyle and unbridled confidence. They use clever wordplay and analogies to illustrate the opulence of their lives. The two rappers first mention their expensive clothing, with Raekwon describing himself as a jaguar, and Ghostface adding that they are all wearing sweatpants, Gillettes, and oxes. The rappers also talk about their collection of chandeliers and how they use their music to heal people. They make references to being powerful figures in the streets and being misunderstood by other people.


Moving on, the rappers allude to their confrontations with opponents on the street, describing how they clash with different factions. They liken their conflicts to a battle between gods and devils or czars and rebels. They also reference to some of their young allies who've been turned into slaves and fed to other inmates.


In conclusion, "Cutting It Up" is a celebration of wealth, power, and dominance by Raekwon and Ghostface Killah, two of rap's most prominent figures. Despite encompassing themes such as poverty, crime and drug abuse, Raekwon and Ghostface Killah are unapologetic about their chosen lifestyle and the values that come with it.


Line by Line Meaning

Flex around town with the powerful flow in the latest
I impress everyone with my latest outfits and incredible rapping skills


I'm like a jag, more spots, more courageous, I'm here
I'm like a jaguar with more spots (money) and more courage, I'm here to stay


I never left, the chef blade henchman
I've always been here, representing as the chef's right-hand man


Rep with a thousand one trenchmen
I represent the chef with an army of loyal followers


We all wearin' sweats, Gillettes, and oxes, more foxes
We all wear comfortable clothes and carry sharp knives and guns to protect ourselves


Coolin' on top of the spots holdin' choppers
We're hanging out and relaxing on top of the buildings, holding guns (choppers)


Some new Jordan 6s in the Sixes
We're wearing the latest Jordan 6 sneakers in New York City


Fly niggas fuck this, fuck that
We're cool guys who don't care about anything but having a good time


My winners get enough that
My team always wins and gets everything they want


Teflon Dons and pimps, pop models
We're powerful and wealthy, surrounded by beautiful women


Louis goggles and the S class blast
We wear expensive Louis Vuitton sunglasses and drive around in powerful cars


Don't hit the potholes
Be careful not to make mistakes


We racin', everything's laced, here's the ratio
We're in a race to success and everything we have is high quality, here's the proof


Now bust that down, let's get more fellatio
Let's relax and enjoy some sexual pleasure


Grass get lit in bamboo, the band new
We smoke weed in bamboo shoots and have the latest gadgets


I will be one of the elites in the streets
I will be one of the best in the streets


Stores where fours get bought we open up wars
When we buy things at the stores, we create competition


Some swords get caught, some broads got bored
Sometimes we get into fights and some women lose interest


Next level, new level, it's gods against devils
We're always improving and facing challenges in life


Czars against rebels, we never been flipped
We're powerful leaders, not followers


Army brigades with blades on, all types of niggas catch fades
We have an army with knives, ready to fight anyone who challenges us


In the middle of the street in the yellow line
We're bold and fearless, standing in the middle of the street


The timin' is massive, let's run to the parade
It's time to make a big move and join the celebration


Bangkok hammers get blazed
Our guns from Bangkok are hot and ready


It's in the streets, be amazed
Our power and success are evident on the streets, be impressed


How young homies turn into slaves
It's sad to see young people become trapped and powerless


Eat that nigga for days, what
We're ruthless and aggressive, ready to take down anyone who challenges us


That's how you do that shit, man, for real, man?
Is this really how we operate?


That's what you doin to nigg-, man?
Is this how you treat your fellow black men?


Ayo, let me tell you something, man
Hey, listen up


Fuck all them nig-, straight up, man
Forget about those guys, seriously


I don't even wanna say it, man
I don't even want to mention it


But y'all already know, man
But you already understand


Y'all already know the greatest man
You already know we're the best


We the fuckin' best, nigga, what?
We're the best, no doubt about it


Tell 'em what it is son
Explain to them what's really happening


That's right, man
That's correct


The adventures
Our journey in life


Chef, one, yeah y'all
The chef and his team, here we are




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Che Olson, Corey Woods, Jeffrey Nuamah

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@DatHowYzer

Nice fuckin job man, I remixed this too but this was fuckin' sweet.

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