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.
Molasses Ft. Rick Ross And Ghostface Killah
Raekwon Lyrics
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(Yo, we gotta do the intro over and all that, right?) Ice H2O
(Ight, keep all that, keep all that) Keep our palace, nigga
Yeah, word up, yeah, yeah, yeah, turn me up, son
Yo, Ross, what up, my nigga? (Murderous shit) Aiyo, aiyo
Word to the gold panamaras, and to the wood grain in my labo
I go the extra mile, my flow scaffolds
When niggas catch visions of killing capos
Palestinian armor, golden rocket launcher, my aunt
She copped it from me, bought it in Rwanda
See demons scheming, niggas get live in the Beacon
I'm 'shaw' to 'shank' shit up like Morgan Freeman
Pussy getting rapper, rich nigga, one-on-one rents niggas
And incidents, my fingerprints been tore up
We sell love slinging like Siemens, the snortable Beemers
They love calling niggas names out, you screaming
Feds try to tap us and plus clap us, niggas'll grab Bust'
Throw you in the rassle, yo, clap ups
Catch me at the Stephen King mansion, with four of my Branson niggas
With me, me and Britney, a dancer
Know your shit authentic by the way your hat fit on you, with it
I'm like the Blair Witch nigga in the rented
Curtains in the five-seven, chunky and short
Bagging dope up in the backseat, your packages walk
Holding my girl wedding ring, she Medellin
Name is Coretta King, live in Alpharetta and she never leave me
Flow freely this is all graffiti, the cloth I'm cut from
Is straight from a rich nigga genie
[Chorus: x2]
Yo, Scarface gangstas, criminal niggas up in the trenches
Army coats on, playing the benches
Getting paper, sly, that's the motto, intelligent goons
Inside a hundred thousand dollar whip, follow
The fucking Juan Don, yeah, Su Wu-Tang
Still gritty, leave the pretty to the females
The watch mother pearl weather seashells
Pick of the litter, have this nigga picking paper up
Twitter thug, I'm the Townline strangler
Get 'em up, banging dangerous as angel dust
Cuban Linx smoking stink in the Brink's trunk
I run with killas who snort powder, extort cowards
Ankle monitors under garments, so fuck showers
I give a fuck what you talking 'bout
Mob meetings, we them only niggas walking out
Sparking purple once a nigga done spaghetti slurping
Fly away in my new, Scabetti, surfing
[Chorus: x2]
Yo, Scarface gangstas, criminal niggas up in the trenches
Army coats on, playing the benches
Getting paper, sly, that's the motto, intelligent goons
Inside a hundred thousand dollar whip, follow
Yo, we in the back roasting marshmallows, bottles of Cru'
The dialogue is the big chain niggas is rude
Law library scholars, potatoes over the thirty eights
With bald-heads, all live wires
Eleven homes, six trust funds, came home from doing a dime
We just left Un's, straight up
And we standing over the stoves, in denim Gibaud's
Bought a Dairy Queen in Queens right next to Lowe's
IMAX Theaters, Astoria Waldorf
Philip Drummer suite, pretty young thing sucking my balls off
Bubble baths, hash, zooted up, eyes closed
Silk drawers, fronting in my key lime pie Wall-o's
And I still got a half a key indeed, Frank Lucas shit
Hidden in coffins, flying over seas
And if you ever try to ruin my night
I'm a make sure my best pawn put like three in your kite
Shot caller, laying in big laws
Rock of Gibraltar, my pinky joint, killer like Orca
Daytime hawk, a nasty street author
Me, Rae and Rick, Uzi'd out in the Porsche's
Case we gotta Warner bro, like Malcolm-Jamal
I'm a Falcon, Seven Mike Vick with the ball
Cause I can hut-one, hut-two, disrespect, I hunt you down
Ain't a muthafuckin' crew we can't run through
[Chorus: x2]
Army shit, nigga
Camouflage, guerrilla shit, nigga
You know what it is, man
Yo, Lex, talk, yeah
Where ya man at? Let's go
Stay together, my nigga
In Raekwon's song "Molasses" featuring Rick Ross and Ghostface Killah, the three rappers deliver clever wordplay and vivid storytelling over a gritty beat produced by Scram Jones. The song opens with a brief exchange before Raekwon takes the lead, referencing his love for luxury cars, weapons, and his family heritage. He raps about "selling love like Siemens," a reference to the German multinational corporation. He also name drops Palestinian armor and golden rocket launchers that his aunt bought in Rwanda.
In the second verse, Ghostface Killah references the Scarface movie, describes himself as the "Townline strangler," and raps about his dealings with fellow mobsters. He also mentions roasting marshmallows while drinking Cristal champagne and hanging out with people who have multiple homes and trust funds. Rick Ross contributes a verse in which he talks about his wealth and status as a "shot caller" who can take down any crew.
Overall, the song is filled with vivid imagery and boasts from the three rappers, demonstrating their lyrical skill and confidence.
Line by Line Meaning
Yo, legend, what's good, legend, what's going on?
Greetings, my respected peer. How are you today?
Word to the gold panamaras, and to the wood grain in my labo
I acknowledge and pay tribute to my wealth and opulence, as reflected in my golden Panamera car and wood grain studio
Crew cuts, the older niggas, the same rumors, just the same goons
I observe that even as we grow older, the same rumors and types of people still exist in our community
See demons scheming, niggas get live in the Beacon
I notice that individuals with malevolent intentions are plotting, while others are energized at the Beacon
Pussy getting rapper, rich nigga, one-on-one rents niggas
I criticize rappers who attract women by flaunting their wealth and status, and who rent friends for social clout
Feds try to tap us and plus clap us, niggas'll grab Bust'
If the government attempts to surveil or attack us, people in our circle will be prepared to fight back with firearms
Catch me at the Stephen King mansion, with four of my Branson niggas
You may find me and my four peers at the lavish Stephen King estate
Holding my girl wedding ring, she Medellin
As a symbol of loyalty, I am safeguarding and cherishing my partner's wedding ring, as she comes from the Colombian city of Medellin
Flow freely this is all graffiti, the cloth I'm cut from
My musical expression is uninhibited and spontaneous, as it is derived from the heritage and upbringing of my life experiences
Yo, Scarface gangstas, criminal niggas up in the trenches
I address and acknowledge gangsters and criminals who are surviving harsh conditions
The fucking Juan Don, yeah, Su Wu-Tang
I am the infamous Juan Don, representing the violent Su Wu-Tang group
Cuban Linx smoking stink in the Brink's trunk
I am smoking Cuban cigars while carrying out an illegal operation with a Brink's truck
And we standing over the stoves, in denim Gibaud's
We are cooking and preparing illicit substances while wearing high-end denim Gibaud pants
Bubble baths, hash, zooted up, eyes closed
I am taking a relaxing bubble bath while smoking hash and feeling intoxicated
And if you ever try to ruin my night
If someone attempts to disrupt my evening or peace of mind
I'm a make sure my best pawn put like three in your kite
I will take drastic measures to ensure that my trusted associate shoots you three times in the chest
Rock of Gibraltar, my pinky joint, killer like Orca
My pinky ring is as sturdy as the Rock of Gibraltar and I have a deadly reputation like the killer whale Orca
Army shit, nigga
My lifestyle is comparable to that of a soldier or army personnel
Camouflage, guerrilla shit, nigga
I participate in activities using camouflage gear like a guerrilla warrior
Stay together, my nigga
Let us remain united and loyal to one another
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Dennis D Coles, V Brown, William Leonard Roberts
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