Radiant Jewels
Wu-Tang Clan Lyrics


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Chef... let's do it...

Criminal kingpins, gangstas and cheap friends
Actors, vixens, niggas put your kicks in
Blood money when we hawking, awkward gun that go around curves
Bullets braze niggas with coffin, yo
Watch how to rhyme with hammers, I got two mens
That don't speak English, shooting game's bananas
Down in Spain, my bangles, clusty, checking my swings
Trillians on, yo, cuffing my jeans
Broad day, yo, body another, my microphone is like
Blow 'caine, one, pull the trees, you love us, yo
So killers be cool, pimps, read rules
When a grown man is rapping, it's Ill Street Blues
Striving, nigga, with one side
Don't go against totally rent shit, nigga, baby gonna die
Yeah, bank robbers armored up, gear like the boys in Heat
DeNiro told one soul to keep quiet

Aiyo, word to mother
Y'all niggas better bring ya selfs son, word

When Pun was packing a mack in back of the Acura
I was dealing in them buildings, it wasn't no cameras
The witness savages, snitching was hazardous, now it isin't
Shit is embarrassing, fuck a flow, this is a lyrical aquaduct
Sink or swim for what I'm hearing you bagging up
Lyte like the MC, I'm 'paper thin', you tripping
I'm taking trips, your eyes don't lie, take a glimpse
Into my life, you see me blazing clips, with the green to make it rich
With a team that'll scrape the Knicks, and a v that's crazy quick
I came to wear my Yankee fitted, represent for greatness
It's lyrical elevation, causing mental stimulation
If I'm getting too deep, I give you a minute to take in
My jewels radiant, like a view of the Caymans
And thinking you seeing me, who you playing with?
Cor, Mega, raw forever
Fell back, pause, fell off? Never

P! Shaolin, what up?

Aiyo, listen giraffe neck niggas, I blast techs
Alejandro, came through with the Mexican Aztecs
Rap smack niggas on a whole different aspect
Homey, owe me dough, that's how we fucked up his last check
Three train Saratoga, train stop, nigga been
Metro part with the plan, make major figures
Foul flagrant, two shots, give me the ball back
You got shot, get off my ball sack
You not hot, give me a call back, niggas is all wack
Super doopa stupid, get drugs and I fall back
P, ain't a problem that the God can't handle
I set it off First Blood, Sean John Rambo
Whoooo, as you can see, I'm focused
Boot Camp for life, fuck the G.I. Joe shit




Boot Camp is an Army, better yet a Navy
Marine Air Force Ones, nigga, the shit's crazy, don't play me

Overall Meaning

The Wu-Tang Clan's song Radiant Jewels, featuring Raekwon Cormega and Sean Price, is a track discussing the darker side of life, including criminal activity, gang violence, and the dangers of the rap industry. The song emphasizes the importance of staying true to oneself (as Megs raps: β€œFell back, pause, fell off? Never”), dealing with situations as they come, and being aware of the consequences of one's actions (as Raekwon raps about the hazards of snitching).


The lyrics of the song describe the various individuals one may encounter in life, including criminal kingpins, gangsters, actors, and vixens. However, the song warns against trusting these individuals too quickly, as they may turn on you in a moment's notice. Instead, the song highlights the importance of having a solid team (as Cormega raps about his crew scraping Knicks and driving a V that's crazy quick).


Overall, Radiant Jewels is a track that provides a glimpse into the harsh realities of life while emphasizing the importance of being true to oneself and having a good support system. The rap verse rhymes, diction, and flow are seamlessly crafted to convey a message that remains timeless to this day.


Line by Line Meaning

Chef... let's do it...
Let's get started...


Criminal kingpins, gangstas and cheap friends
We're surrounded by dangerous people and fake friends


Actors, vixens, niggas put your kicks in
Celebrities and women, take off your expensive shoes


Blood money when we hawking, awkward gun that go around curves
We earn a lot of money from illegal activities and use guns that have a curved trajectory


Bullets braze niggas with coffin, yo
Our bullets touch our targets and lead them to their coffins


Watch how to rhyme with hammers, I got two mens
Listen to me rap with aggression and force, as I have two men with guns beside me


That don't speak English, shooting game's bananas
My associates who don't speak English are skilled with guns


Down in Spain, my bangles, clusty, checking my swings
In Spain, my bracelets are sparkling, and I'm checking my powerful swings


Trillians on, yo, cuffing my jeans
I'm dripping in expensive jewelry and cuffing my jeans to show them off


Broad day, yo, body another, my microphone is like
I'm not afraid to commit murder in broad daylight, and my microphone is powerful like a gun


Blow 'caine, one, pull the trees, you love us, yo
We're smoking cocaine and marijuana, and you love us for our criminality


So killers be cool, pimps, read rules
We're warning murderers to stay calm, and pimps to follow our rules


When a grown man is rapping, it's Ill Street Blues
When a mature man raps, he's talking about real problems on Ill Street


Striving, nigga, with one side
I'm hustling hard, with only one way to go


Don't go against totally rent shit, nigga, baby gonna die
Don't mess with our lucrative business or you'll risk death


Yeah, bank robbers armored up, gear like the boys in Heat
We're well-prepared bank robbers, with equipment similar to those in the movie Heat


DeNiro told one soul to keep quiet
Robert DeNiro instructed someone to keep quiet in the movie, and we follow his example


Aiyo, word to mother
I'm telling the truth


Y'all niggas better bring ya selfs son, word
You better come prepared, for real


When Pun was packing a mack in back of the Acura
When rapper Big Pun had a gun in the back of his Acura car


I was dealing in them buildings, it wasn't no cameras
I was selling drugs in buildings without any surveillance cameras


The witness savages, snitching was hazardous, now it isin't
The witnesses were acting like savages, but now snitching is common


Shit is embarrassing, fuck a flow, this is a lyrical aquaduct
It's shameful how rappers focus on their flow, when it's really about the substance of the lyrics


Sink or swim for what I'm hearing you bagging up
You're risking success or failure with what I'm hearing you're trying to sell


Lyte like the MC, I'm 'paper thin', you tripping
Like the rapper MC Lyte, my rhymes are thin but powerful, and you're wrong if you don't think so


I'm taking trips, your eyes don't lie, take a glimpse
I'm traveling and getting rich, and you can see it with your own eyes


Into my life, you see me blazing clips, with the green to make it rich
You see me shooting my guns and making money


With a team that'll scrape the Knicks, and a v that's crazy quick
I have a team ready to defeat the New York Knicks basketball team, and a car that's very fast


I came to wear my Yankee fitted, represent for greatness
I'm wearing my Yankees baseball cap to represent for greatness


It's lyrical elevation, causing mental stimulation
My lyrics are elevating listeners and stimulating their minds


If I'm getting too deep, I give you a minute to take in
If my lyrics are too complex, take a minute to understand them


My jewels radiant, like a view of the Caymans
My jewelry is shining brightly, like a view of the Cayman Islands


And thinking you seeing me, who you playing with?
Are you really trying to step to me? Who do you think you are?


Cor, Mega, raw forever
Rappers Cormega and Raekwon will always be raw and authentic


Fell back, pause, fell off? Never
I never fell off or lost my edge


P! Shaolin, what up?
Shoutout to the rapper Sean Price from Shaolin (Staten Island)


Aiyo, listen giraffe neck niggas, I blast techs
I'm calling out tall and skinny people, and warning them that I have guns


Alejandro, came through with the Mexican Aztecs
My associate Alejandro came with a group of tough Mexican gang members


Rap smack niggas on a whole different aspect
I rap with a unique style and energy that no one can match


Homey, owe me dough, that's how we fucked up his last check
Someone owed me money, and that's why we took all their earnings from their last paycheck


Three train Saratoga, train stop, nigga been
We hang out at the Saratoga train station, where everyone knows us


Metro part with the plan, make major figures
We have a plan to make a lot of money in the metropolitan area


Foul flagrant, two shots, give me the ball back
I'm playing basketball aggressively, taking two shots and demanding the ball back


You got shot, get off my ball sack
You missed your shot, stop bothering me


You not hot, give me a call back, niggas is all wack
You're not good enough, call me when you're better, because everyone else is also bad


Super doopa stupid, get drugs and I fall back
It's foolish to do drugs, and I don't do them often


P, ain't a problem that the God can't handle
I'm confident that I can handle any problem, as I am a divine being


I set it off First Blood, Sean John Rambo
I cause trouble like in the movie First Blood, and I dress like Sean John and Rambo


Whoooo, as you can see, I'm focused
I'm fully committed, and as you can tell, I'm focused


Boot Camp for life, fuck the G.I. Joe shit
I'm loyal to the Boot Camp rap collective, and I don't care about G.I. Joe toys


Boot Camp is an Army, better yet a Navy
Boot Camp is like a military group, and maybe even more powerful and elite like a Navy


Marine Air Force Ones, nigga, the shit's crazy, don't play me
I have a powerful and rare pair of shoes, so don't underestimate me




Lyrics Β© Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: BOB PERRY, BORAHM LEE, COREY WOODS, CORY MCKAY, GINTAS JANUSONIS, JOSH WERNER, SEAN PRICE, WESLEY MINGUS

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Comments from YouTube:

JML897

"Fuck a flow, this is a lyrical aqueduct"...awesome

DillaDawg88

πŸ‘ŒπŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯ smooth voice of cormega fits perfect to this rhyme

Joshua Adair

Best track on the album. Everyone delivered. Chef opened the door Cormega did his thing and Sean Price demolished it

LEGALHUSTLE00

"when pun was packing the mack in the back the acura i was dealing in the building there wasn't no camera's the witness savages snitching was hazardess" Top 5 Cormega fell off never

matthew pickett

See we need more real music like this.

Michael Weyhrach

This shit goes hard..... Still knockin in 2020

Darkyy84

Gotta love Cormega on this one. Lyrical aquaduct, no doubt. One of my favs tracks of this year. Also, Royce has some ill shit on his Street Hop, check Dinner Time with Busta (sick flow) or Mine in thiz.

Caio #Rexpeito

the beat is awesome

Caio #Rexpeito

awesome beats with awesome rhymes.;

Uncle Roly

"Alejandro" is PF Cuttin, from Blahzay Blahzay. He produced alot of Sean Price's music. Sean would always shout him out this way.

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