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.
The Streets
Raekwon Lyrics
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None of that fronting shit, neithers, nigga, it's broad day (immediatly, nigga)
(What the fuck nigga talking bout?) Word up, the store is over there,
Nigga, let's go
(Have I ever fronted on you nigga? Yo, you grab the three from him,
You grab the heatholders)
Yeah, we got the big jewelry in the window (you grab the watches, nigga)
You seen that shit? You seen that other shit? (You better come out and
Right, good good, that's me right there, aiyo you, everybody come out
All you gotta do is just come with the bricks, son
I got a big brick in the muthafucking little bag, nigga
Take that, just smash the shit out
Bout four-five niggas gon' spit it
Move! Let's go. police, come on son! They right down the block, nigga
Ya'll got that? You check the train station, one son (Good!)
All of our fathers is bank robbers, holding techs
Eighths of heroin, shooting in the steps
In the 60's, niggas was poor, check the revelation
Now we rock six fifties in the snow
AK's, AR's, wire jaws, say ours
Wirecell frames in the rain, Marvin Gaye on
Goose bubbles on, stuck in the huddle, trynna transform
Every gram action to a sandstorm
Fly through my block you live, make a bitch stop
Have your shit cocked, yo, niggas might dive on you
All we wear is Filas, Guess, suede fronts, beehives
Bally sneakers, big jewels, Levi's
Back to slinging every 45 minutes
G's fleeing, fiends is in the building OD'ing
The drugs is in the ground, burners on the side of our legs
It's gonna happen so you know we low keying
Yeah, can't sell in here, yup, I said it
Yeah, can't tell in here, they won't credit niggas
Just a lifestyle, the holders with the drugs is dreaded
Just a typical day to get wiped out
Broad day jungle, living with the rodents
The goons'll run through, blow a bag and hunt you
Always flaky, calluses hands my mans
Come through the avenue, Swiss cheese patrants
Blood that flood the hall, every head'll drop
Jump in the Maybach, switch the station
These rap niggas is wash, hang 'em on the pole, no head
Pajama top, handcuff with a gosha
We realer than the Spanglers Rep Posse squad that's dangerous
Take it back to the Lee's and Wranglers
Take what we want, explain this
Famous for my kitchen knives, reigns and the fifths are stainless
Gun down your trooper, grenade your coupe up
Plain and simple niggas is poo-putt
Fuck with my crew, what? Either you shot or you cut
Real nigga to real nigga, man, you know how we get down, man
Back to slinging every 45 minutes
G's fleeing, fiends is in the building OD'ing
The drugs is in the ground, burners on the side of our legs
It's gonna happen so you know we low keying
Yeah, can't sell in here, yup, I said it
Yeah, can't tell in here, they won't credit niggas
Just a lifestyle, the holders with the drugs is dreaded
Just a typical day to get wiped out
The lyrics of the song "The Streets" by Raekwon narrate the harsh reality of growing up in the streets of America. The lyrics talk about how the streets have been plagued by drugs, guns, and violence. The song starts with Raekwon and his crew planning a robbery in broad daylight. They carry out the heist and flee the scene, avoiding the police.
The lyrics paint a picture of a world where fathers are bank robbers, and heroin is sold on the steps of buildings. The vivid imagery of the song describes AKs, ARs, wirecell frames, and Bally sneakers. Raekwon talks about how the drugs are always in the ground and how they have burners on the side of their legs. He also touches upon the fact that the life in the streets of America is an everyday struggle, to make ends meet and avoid getting caught.
The song depicts the harsh reality of living in the streets, where the young men need to keep their heads down and avoid attracting attention. It describes a world where the drugs are constantly flowing, and the violence is ever-present. The song gives insight into the life of a criminal and how they live, breathe and conduct their day-to-day affairs.
Line by Line Meaning
Aiyo, ya'll ready right? (professionals) Aight
Let's get straight to business, everyone is prepared and serious.
None of that fronting shit, neithers, nigga, it's broad day (immediately, nigga)
No holding back or pretending, it's daylight and we need to act fast.
(What the fuck nigga talking bout?) Word up, the store is over there, Nigga, let's go
Someone is confused or questioning the plan, but the singer reminds them where the store is located and urges them to move forward.
(Have I ever fronted on you nigga? Yo, you grab the three from him, You grab the heatholders) Yeah, we got the big jewelry in the window (you grab the watches, nigga) You seen that shit? You seen that other shit? (You better come out and Do something, nigga) Right, good good, that's me right there, aiyo you, everybody come out All you gotta do is just come with the bricks, son I got a big brick in the muthafucking little bag, nigga Take that, just smash the shit out Bout four-five niggas gon' spit it Move! Let's go. police, come on son! They right down the block, nigga Ya'll got that? You check the train station, one son (Good!)
The artist reassures his accomplices that he has never let them down before, assigns them specific roles in the heist, identifies the valuable items in the store, and orders his team to quickly grab the stolen goods before police arrive.
All of our fathers is bank robbers, holding techs Eighths of heroin, shooting in the steps In the 60's, niggas was poor, check the revelation Now we rock six fifties in the snow AK's, AR's, wire jaws, say ours Wirecell frames in the rain, Marvin Gaye on Goose bubbles on, stuck in the huddle, trynna transform Every gram action to a sandstorm Fly through my block you live, make a bitch stop Have your shit cocked, yo, niggas might dive on you All we wear is Filas, Guess, suede fronts, beehives Bally sneakers, big jewels, Levi's
The artist reflects on his family history of criminal activity and a time when poverty was more widespread, but now they use advanced weaponry and designer clothing to elevate their status. They also mention being able to turn every drug sale into a quick profit and how they intimidate others with their tough image.
Back to slinging every 45 minutes G's fleeing, fiends is in the building OD'ing The drugs is in the ground, burners on the side of our legs It's gonna happen so you know we low keying Yeah, can't sell in here, yup, I said it Yeah, can't tell in here, they won't credit niggas Just a lifestyle, the holders with the drugs is dreaded Just a typical day to get wiped out
The singer returns to the dangerous life of selling drugs on the street, with desperate customers overdosing and guns hidden nearby. They remind themselves to keep a low profile and avoid drawing attention, knowing that being caught could end in tragedy.
Broad day jungle, living with the rodents The goons'll run through, blow a bag and hunt you Always flaky, calluses hands my mans Come through the avenue, Swiss cheese patrants Blood that flood the hall, every head'll drop Jump in the Maybach, switch the station These rap niggas is wash, hang 'em on the pole, no head Pajama top, handcuff with a gosha We realer than the Spanglers Rep Posse squad that's dangerous Take it back to the Lee's and Wranglers Take what we want, explain this Famous for my kitchen knives, reigns and the fifths are stainless Gun down your trooper, grenade your coupe up Plain and simple niggas is poo-putt Fuck with my crew, what? Either you shot or you cut Real nigga to real nigga, man, you know how we get down, man
The singer describes their neighborhood as a dangerous place, where criminals will threaten and attack anyone they want. They reference their reputation for using knives and firearms to take what they want and praise their own toughness. They also insult rival rappers who claim to be hard but don't live up to that image.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: COREY WOODS
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