Released on September 8, 2009

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[Intro: Raekwon]

"Come here, pussy

Prosthetic heart-ass nigga, yo

Where them Levi's at, man, that I left on your bunk, nigga?

Don't stand on the side of this bunk no more, man, for real

You see them Rae and Ghost flicks over there, nigga?"

"Yo, son, don't take no more flicks!"

"Don't touch them shits, nigga

Word up, I'ma break both chains on ya ass, nigga"

[Intro 2: Ghostface Killah & Bundy]

"Ayo, Bundy, make sure you crack Cell No. 5 fifteen minutes early"

"Yeah, yo, I got you, you want some of these donuts?"

"Nah, I'm good, just make sure you handle my man right. One!"

[Verse 1: Raekwon & Ghostface Killah]

We up at Three Mart, blowing little dust to lift the branch up

The watch he had was Bulgari, golden

Spanish kid let him hold it

He said he hit him with three cartons of menthols

The kid let him roll with it

The face had snow in it, the bass in his voice

Now, he's acting like he ain't rich and poor in it

Crock pots are steaming, Jasmine rice and Jack Mack

With cornflake batter, it's cold in here

10:45, we lock in, pull out the headphones

Jump in the bunk, the tunes is knocking

Knowing all my goons is clocking

Two C.O.'s is on the catwalk—"Yo, Spoons, what's popping?"

"Yo, it ain't nothing, baby, you cool?"

"Yeah, I'm getting that rest

You know that G.E.D. shit with the school?"

"True, guess that's what it do

But on the low, I got two big GemStars I'm sliding to you

Matter-fact, they gon' hide in your food

All you do is push the grits out the way

Then you get up and move

Go to sleep, nigga, go 'head and rest

I'ma finish my count, I'ma set you out later, my dude; one!"


[Hook: Raekwon]

Mop-wringer magic, mess hall murder's the best

Come through the yard, getting fed lead burgers (Yo)

Testing anything with bling, fresh sneakers

We the best teachers, true, watch me move in the clink

[Verse 2: Raekwon & Ghostface Killah]

Six A.M., the cells unlock

Horn the child, I'm half-sleep, yo, hearing the pots

I see the same ice grills

Bum niggas talking to me with cold in they eye

I can't finish my meal

Under the grits, two pieces of steel

Then Spoon had left; we got guns though, we trying to chill

Big Will walked in—him and Seville

With blood in they eyes, early bird, like they ready to kill


[Hook: Raekwon]

Mop-wringer magic, mess hall murder's the best

Come through the yard, getting fed lead burgers

Testing anything with bling, fresh sneakers, we the best teachers

True, watch me move in the clink

Mop-wringer magic, mess hall murder's the best

Come through the yard, getting fed lead burgers

Testing anything with bling, fresh sneakers, we the best teachers

True, watch me move in the clink