(Sometimes I feel    like a motherless child)
(Yo yo guzzling forties  let's get it on fella  no doubt)
The wiley Wu-Tang comes back  Iron Man strikes back
(Lou Diamonds  Tony Starks) Raid your whole empire

No doubt
Raekwon the Chef  AKA Lou Diamonds
Rich man  poor man  read the headlines
Nigga getting murdered for spot and bigger dimes
Jobs and drug wars  living by gun law
Jail cats come home and want to take yours
As the young one  growing up broke me and my people
As the self  huh  I guess we all in the same boat
Think it  plus drinking that 90-proof
Playing on the roof saying we need a next man to shoot
(Sometimes I feel  like a motherless child   )

Ghostface Killer  AKA Tony Starks
Yo  I know a rich kid  who got hit for three bricks
Showing off his 850 plus  what a nice whip
Young blood guzzling forties hussled in a rain
Old Earth  shooting dope in her veins
He never had it all  the kid loved basketball
Had a favourite song  "I Miss You" written by Aaron Hall
Now back to the original neighbourhood criminals
Clocking dollars  by the hour like his digital
Styrofoam silencers  he rolled around with the
Wildest niggaz peeling caps known as the Islanders
From Staten  where crazy clips be clapping
Slept in his principal spreads  threads made of satin
Labelled as the cow he had crazy beef
Seen him at the flicks  he pulled out on Duke  Hez and Latief
But he f**ked up  he should of kept it real and went for kill
Cuz if he don't  these niggaz with black barrels will
But  shit will never calm down  one day downtown
He dropped an ounce off money had slept like a nightgown
He rolled up in the Albee Square  relax like he lived in there
Two kids was beaming him  them niggaz from the movie theatre
One had all Guess on  looking like he had a vest on
The other felly pell tucked with a firearm
Moving slow  baseball hats  crazy down low
Word life God  this bull kag nigga gotta go
Oh shit  Bookhead  just bought a 5  G headed King Tudpea
About the size of Little Maurice
We got to get up baby  no cousin  count to ten
I'm running in my first instance is to return em  the time is now
Warfare and pull delf
Remember me  the nigga from the UA and you pulled out
Don't move don't even flinch
Fix em up  drop the head  don't want to get blood in the tut
He burped  I shot him  bitch screamed out I'm robbing him
Had to hit him ten more times make sure I got him
Told the owner lay on the floor  shake the comedy
Randy came out whacked out with a half a shotty
I laughed  grab the King Tut head and the cash
Then he shot my man in the ass and broke mega glass
Damn  had to go out with a blast
I shot my way up out of the Albee fast
(Sometimes I feel  like a motherless child)
Oh shit  what the f**k
This shit is horrible