Love is the Message
feat. Raekwon the Chef


Remind me Tuesday I gotta go handle my business

Know what I'm saying?

Straight up

(Love is love)

Yo, don't play with them shits up in here

Them shits is dangerous

Verse 1: Raekwon

Hey yo

Hey yo

Hits Sally

Timbaland grand finale

Damn imagine bringing back Alam skin bally's

Glass of this

Leather dick down status

That's crabbage

Can't see the real so you average

Drip cammo

Who carry Van Damme ammo

Nike Airs Uptown put the Benz van yo

Chilling with niggas who real

Who respect real

Big us get your wig touched crib rushed

Record and command

Slam jams for my mans

Puff trees

Tuck these rugers in your lands


Bent out of shape mend it

Represent Spin been through it god

Hold the Mac splendid

Time Balotti rap version of the black Gotti

Rob me God'll act ungodly

What never been done before

It's real son you gum it out

Run it in the gun store

Verse 2: Cappadonna

Everyday all day

Fat like Bob Rockaway

Dipped in the latest spot me right away

Wu Tang executive new Donna Jay

Darts in your area that's how I play

Nobody else shouldn't really have a say

When it come down to this Shaolin, USA

Represent fully give me your air space

Razor Sharp label keep coming out the face

Make room as I step up to the plate

RZA create sounds of earthquakes

Make no mistake kid y'all just faking

Cross-over cats that love to eat bacon

WTC rush like Regan

Crush your little song while you on your knees begging

Interlude: Raekwon

Who? That nigga right there?

Son he trust me watch this shit right here