Verbal Intercourse
Raekwon featuring Ghost Face Killer A/K/A Tony Starks and Nas A/K/A Nas Escobar Lyrics
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No tricks, no tricks y'all (ayy, yo, Rae)
Check it out y'all
It's the science (fly wonderful)
Yeah, y'all
Tony Starks and, um, Lex Diamonds
Tony Starks, my nigga Nas
Cream, my whole team is eatin' off this good shit
Good shit, nigga (I guess we celbratin')
Word to the wise
Keep your eyes open and your wallet in your front pocket
All types of shit, yo, son
These kids mad, teach 'em how to rhyme (yo, you know my story right?)
Yeah, baby (show those crabs how to rhyme)
RZA, Chef, the Ghost and Nas, nigga is the prophet
It's only like five percent out of a hundred
RZA, Chef, the Ghost and Nas, nigga is the prophet
Do it to 'em, baby
Yo, through the lights, cameras and action, glamour, glitters and gold
I unfold the scroll, plant seeds to stampede the globe
When I'm deceased, by then the beast arise like yeast
To conquer peace, leavin' savages to roam in the streets
Live on the run, police payin' me to give in my gun
Trick my wisdom with the system that imprisoned my son
Smoke a gold leaf, I hold heat, nonchalantly
I'm raunchy, the things I do is real, it never haunts me while
Funny style niggas roll in the pile
Rooster heads profile on a bus to Riker's Isle
Holdin' weed inside they pussy with they minds on the pretty things in life
Props is a true thug's wife
It's like a cycle, niggas come home, some'll go in
Do a bullet, come back, do the same shit again
From the womb to the tomb, presume the unpredictable
Guns salute life, rapidly, that's the ritual
Perhaps bullets bust niggas discuss mad money
True lies and white guys, we can see it through the eyes
Catch the most on tape, kilos disintegrate
Pyrex pots, we break, fiends lickin' plates
In the building niggas buildin', like little children, starin'
Them older niggas ain't carin'
Sirens circlin', fiends are lurkin' in your baggage
Oh, one's gone now, what? Smack him in his cabbage
In the woodwork, crack sales bubble like Woolworth's
In the projects, richest niggas rockin' all the real worth
Police questionin', rooftop cats invested in
Tradin' in they Lexuses, GS's, sendin' messages
Two and two makes four, Cristal's crazily pour
Gun wars, my crew feel 'em like swords
With the green leathers, hundred pound snakes and cakes
Fiends found in lakes, jealously Jakes we shake
What I strive for is what I live for
Infatuated by material things in this wild life of war
Like somewhere over the rainbow, I see a big pot of gold
Future stacks so I hold
Thousands of cracks bagged up inside the shoebox
Don't keep jack in my lab, don't wanna see 2Pac
Got two spots, a new lot, flooded with rocks
Shoot-outs makin' me hot, crooked cops Bad Tony and the ball drop
In denial, I'm bangin' niggas for slot time
Hurry up, duke, I'm next on line
And what the fuck is you lookin' at?
By the way young blood, hit me off with that Green Bay hat
Watch your back inside the hall, new niggas slide through
Like doors, yo, you're starin' in the mess hall
Your adrenaline runs, cigarette niggas be swindlin'
New jacks surrenderin', come home not rememberin'
Made bail with different size kicks on, a white dress shirt
Lookin' gay in the yard, and you got hurt
Flashbacks, of the day room, mop wringer style
Your faggot-ass got bashed tryna turn the dial
You told your boo you was wilin'
Once you heard Wu, out of the blue, your family's from Shaolin
High class cooks, throw on vests out of phone books
Infirmary niggas are screamin', "I got juxed"
Sharpened toothbrushes, one-ninety mixed with baby oil and shit
Your man's in the kitchen stashin' ice picks
Well I'ma end this with a big red cherry on top
Me, Nas and Rae got the best product on the block
Cream my whole team is eatin' off this good shit
(Word up, throw your hands up)
Good shit, nigga, next time don't overlook shit
(Cock back the MAC, say whatever your Hawaiin style)
Keep your eyes open and your wallet in the front pocket
(Exoticness, fly shit)
RZA, Chef, the Ghost and Nas, nigga is the prophet
(Floatin' on the 95 in the wind)
The lyrics to Raekwon feat. Ghostface Killah & Nas' song "Verbal Intercourse" explore the gritty reality of life on the streets, the dangers of materialistic desire, and the cyclical nature of violence and crime. The song features intricate rhymes from all three rappers about their experiences with police, drug dealing, and the constant threat of violence in their neighborhoods. The song's opening lines caution against deceptive people and encourage listeners to stay vigilant while the rest of the lyrics paint a vivid picture of the harsh realities of life in urban America.
Nas' verse explores themes of power dynamics and the intersection between crime and capitalism, touching on topics such as police harassment, wealth disparity in the projects, and the desire for material wealth. Ghostface's verse delves into the violence and danger of drug culture, discussing things like crack sales in the projects and jailhouse politics. Finally, Raekwon's verse covers the ways in which criminal behavior and the drug trade become normalized as he reflects on his experiences on the streets.
Overall, "Verbal Intercourse" is a powerful and thought-provoking song that remains relevant today as a commentary on the ongoing cycle of poverty and violence in urban communities.
Line by Line Meaning
No tricks, no tricks, baby (yeah)
No deception, no deception, baby (expressing a desire for honesty and sincerity)
No tricks, no tricks y'all (ayy, yo, Rae)
No deception, no deception y'all (calling out to Raekwon)
Check it out y'all
Pay attention to this, everyone
It's the science (fly wonderful)
It's the knowledge and understanding of the world (beautifully remarkable)
Yeah, y'all
Yeah, everyone
Tony Starks and, um, Lex Diamonds
Referring to themselves as Tony Starks (Raekwon) and Lex Diamonds (Ghostface Killah)
Tony Starks, my nigga Nas
Referring to Nas as their friend and ally
Cream, my whole team is eatin' off this good shit
Wealth, my entire team is benefiting from this prosperous situation
Word up
Agreement, affirmation
Good shit, nigga (I guess we celbratin')
Great stuff, friend (I suppose we are celebrating)
Word to the wise
Advice for those who are knowledgeable
Keep your eyes open and your wallet in your front pocket
Stay attentive and cautious of potential dangers and fraud, particularly related to finances
All types of shit, yo, son
Various circumstances and experiences, my friend
These kids mad, teach 'em how to rhyme (yo, you know my story right?)
These young individuals are angry, educate them on the art of rapping (hey, you are familiar with my background, right?)
Yeah, baby (show those crabs how to rhyme)
Yes, my dear (demonstrate to those inferior individuals how to rap with skill)
RZA, Chef, the Ghost and Nas, nigga is the prophet
Referring to themselves, RZA, Raekwon (Chef), Ghostface Killah, and Nas, as influential individuals who possess great wisdom and insight
It's only like five percent out of a hundred
There is only a small percentage of people who truly understand and possess this knowledge
Do it to 'em, baby
Impress and succeed, my dear
Yo, through the lights, cameras and action, glamour, glitters and gold
Amidst the fame, attention, and material wealth
I unfold the scroll, plant seeds to stampede the globe
I reveal valuable knowledge and ideas that will spread rapidly across the world
When I'm deceased, by then the beast arise like yeast
Once I have passed away, my influence and impact will grow exponentially
To conquer peace, leavin' savages to roam in the streets
Aiming to achieve peace, while allowing those who thrive on chaos to continue their destructive actions
Live on the run, police payin' me to give in my gun
Living in constant evasion, law enforcement bribing me to surrender my weapon
Trick my wisdom with the system that imprisoned my son
Deceive and manipulate my intelligence using the system that incarcerated my child
Smoke a gold leaf, I hold heat, nonchalantly
Inhaling a high-quality cigar, I possess a firearm with calm confidence
I'm raunchy, the things I do is real, it never haunts me while
I am bold and uninhibited, my actions are authentic, they never haunt me
Funny style niggas roll in the pile
Inauthentic individuals join forces
Rooster heads profile on a bus to Riker's Isle
Cocky individuals with criminal tendencies heading to Riker's Island prison
Holdin' weed inside they pussy with they minds on the pretty things in life
Concealing drugs in their bodies, while being preoccupied with material possessions
Props is a true thug's wife
Respect and admiration is essential to a gangster's lifestyle
It's like a cycle, niggas come home, some'll go in
It's a repetitive pattern, some individuals are released from prison, while others are incarcerated
Do a bullet, come back, do the same shit again
Engage in violent activities, return from prison, and repeat the same actions
From the womb to the tomb, presume the unpredictable
From birth until death, anticipate the uncertain
Guns salute life, rapidly, that's the ritual
Firearms pay tribute to life, swiftly and forcefully, that's the customary practice
Perhaps bullets bust niggas discuss mad money
Possibly bullets destroy individuals, while they are engrossed in discussions about wealth
True lies and white guys, we can see it through the eyes
Deceptive truths and deceitful individuals, we can perceive it with clear insight
Catch the most on tape, kilos disintegrate
Capture the majority of evidence on video, large quantities of drugs collapse and disappear
Pyrex pots, we break, fiends lickin' plates
We smash Pyrex cooking pots, drug addicts eagerly consume every last bit
In the building niggas buildin', like little children, starin'
Inside the structure, individuals are constructing and creating, like curious children observing attentively
Them older niggas ain't carin'
The older individuals are indifferent and unconcerned
Sirens circlin', fiends are lurkin' in your baggage
Police sirens encircling, drug addicts are lurking and searching through your belongings
Oh, one's gone now, what? Smack him in his cabbage
Oh, one person has been eliminated, so what? Strike him forcefully in his head
In the woodwork, crack sales bubble like Woolworth's
In hidden or unexpected places, the selling of crack cocaine thrives vigorously, similar to the prosperity of Woolworth's stores
In the projects, richest niggas rockin' all the real worth
In the housing projects, the wealthiest individuals possess and display genuine value and significance
Police questionin', rooftop cats invested in
Police interrogating, individuals on rooftops are involved and invested in illegal activities
Tradin' in they Lexuses, GS's, sendin' messages
Exchanging their luxurious Lexus cars for GS vehicles, communicating and signaling important information
Two and two makes four, Cristal's crazily pour
Basic arithmetic, two plus two equals four; excessively pouring expensive Cristal champagne
Gun wars, my crew feel 'em like swords
Engaging in violent conflicts, my group experiences them as intensely and personally as a sword fight
With the green leathers, hundred pound snakes and cakes
Dressed in luxurious green attire, possessing large quantities of drugs and money
Fiends found in lakes, jealously Jakes we shake
Drug addicts discovered in bodies of water, evading and escaping envious undercover police officers
What I strive for is what I live for
My purpose and motivation in life is the very thing I pursue and strive towards
Infatuated by material things in this wild life of war
Captivated by material possessions in this chaotic and tumultuous existence
Like somewhere over the rainbow, I see a big pot of gold
Similar to the concept of a treasure at the end of a rainbow, I envision a significant amount of wealth
Future stacks so I hold
Prosperity in the future, so I retain and protect my resources
Thousands of cracks bagged up inside the shoebox
Numerous packets of drugs packaged and stored inside a shoebox
Don't keep jack in my lab, don't wanna see 2Pac
I don't keep any stolen goods in my residence, as I don't wish to attract the attention of law enforcement
Got two spots, a new lot, flooded with rocks
I possess two locations, a new area, filled with a large supply of drugs
Shoot-outs makin' me hot, crooked cops Bad Tony and the ball drop
Engaging in gun battles increases my notoriety, corrupt police officers named Bad Tony and the conclusion of illegal activities
In denial, I'm bangin' niggas for slot time
Refusing to acknowledge the truth, I am violently attacking individuals for their assigned time in prison
Hurry up, duke, I'm next on line
Move quickly, my friend, it's my turn next
And what the fuck is you lookin' at?
What are you staring at, with disrespect?
By the way young blood, hit me off with that Green Bay hat
By the way, young friend, give me that Green Bay hat as a favor
Watch your back inside the hall, new niggas slide through
Be cautious and aware of your surroundings in the prison hallway, newcomers are passing by
Like doors, yo, you're starin' in the mess hall
Similar to staring at doors, you're disrespectfully observing individuals during mealtime in the prison cafeteria
Your adrenaline runs, cigarette niggas be swindlin'
Your excitement and nervousness increase, while manipulative individuals exploit and deceive others
New jacks surrenderin', come home not rememberin'
Inexperienced individuals giving up and losing themselves, returning home with no recollection
Made bail with different size kicks on, a white dress shirt
Released from jail with various mismatched shoes, wearing a white dress shirt
Lookin' gay in the yard, and you got hurt
Appearing foolish in the prison yard, and you were physically harmed
Flashbacks, of the day room, mop wringer style
Recalling memories of the communal area, using a mop wringer to squeeze out water
Your faggot-ass got bashed tryna turn the dial
Your derogatory self was beaten when attempting to change the television channel
You told your boo you was wilin'
You informed your romantic partner that you were misbehaving
Once you heard Wu, out of the blue, your family's from Shaolin
Upon hearing Wu-Tang Clan unexpectedly, you discovered that your family originated from Shaolin (Staten Island)
High class cooks, throw on vests out of phone books
Skilled individuals who cook drugs, wearing protective vests made from phone books
Infirmary niggas are screamin', I got juxed
Individuals in the clinic are yelling, I was robbed
Sharpened toothbrushes, one-ninety mixed with baby oil and shit
Modified toothbrushes with sharp edges, weighing one hundred and ninety pounds, combined with baby oil and other substances
Your man's in the kitchen stashin' ice picks
Your associate is hiding ice picks in the kitchen
Well I'ma end this with a big red cherry on top
Now I will conclude this with a significant and final statement
Me, Nas and Rae got the best product on the block
Myself, Nas, and Raekwon possess the highest-quality drugs available in this neighborhood
Cream my whole team is eatin' off this good shit
Wealth, my entire team is benefiting from this prosperous situation
(Word up, throw your hands up)
(Agreement, raise your hands in celebration)
Good shit, nigga, next time don't overlook shit
Great stuff, friend, in the future don't underestimate anything
(Cock back the MAC, say whatever your Hawaiin style)
(Prepare the firearm, express yourself fearlessly in your unique style)
Keep your eyes open and your wallet in the front pocket
Stay attentive and cautious of potential dangers and fraud, particularly related to finances
(Exoticness, fly shit)
(Uniqueness, impressive things)
RZA, Chef, the Ghost and Nas, nigga is the prophet
Referring to themselves, RZA, Raekwon (Chef), Ghostface Killah, and Nas, as influential individuals who possess great wisdom and insight
(Floatin' on the 95 in the wind)
(Traveling on the Interstate 95, feeling the breeze)
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Corey Woods, David Porter, Robert F. Diggs, Ronnie Williams
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@RedEyedVillain
Nobody is vibing. Too worried about recording. Smh. Sad. The 90's was a vibe... this right here is dead space. 💯
@pascal83
Exactly, what a death crowd.
@thefreakyrobber9571
And they the bums who buy up all the tickets
@mhansen9255
Would give EVERYTHING to experience this …!!!!
@IFMRAW
The whole show was epic!!!
@blackgaming3012
What is the music
@KDShaolinMenace
Bringing NY to FL what a rush
@olivierchaffard6157
Feu 🔥 🔥 🔥
@AmeerMuhammad-jl9ho
30 year later
@blackgaming3012
What is the music