No Apologies - Planet Asia, Raekwon

This is that fly shit

Ladies and Gentlemen

Durag Dynasty

Champion belt holders, dolo did it

Without a hand out I’d still remain Polo printed

Speakin' of the golden era, God, you know we was part of that

My old flicks is like Abyssinian artifacts

A bunch of warnings we gave you but yet and still

You ride with 85ers and actin' like you’re out of your mind

That’s a Uncle Thomas behavior and furthermore my niggas ain’t rollin'

So if you see us then y’all niggas should slide

I roll wit' maniacs, brainiacs, mainly wit' gats

Ayo Daddy-O, tell Shallah to meet me in Iraq

I part raw back, they got Gucci dashikis and all that

Right now I’m in the Philippines drunk rockin' a straw hat

Be back to the block soon, top noon

Runnin' wit' top goons, that’s the type of shit that I’m talkin' 'bout

The tour is coming soon, for now we in the streets

Eating off land, prepare to go to war with a platoon, nigga

Little brother what’s the science?

You could

Come to the yard, I got you, we hood

Do whatever, light up the woods

We major fly niggas, garments is nothin'

Press a button, watch me light somethin'

I’m holdin' you back like you good

Grill cheese, egg, sixes waitin' for the sevens, you heard

Word to my mother, this is legend, a star home made barber

Touch the top, leave the edges shredded

Then it’s laid out, fresh blow 'caine rhymes is ready

Know you glow, try to stay on point like swords

Don’t ever underestimate the competition, this is important

I’m your brother, do it my way, the don way

Yves Saint-Laurent way, gimme your palm

The fire warm, Rae

Ayo Cotton Club, coco leaf

Age of the scared criminal

I’m never where the po-po creep

On the low plottin' the jux

The big shit only though

The homies know, they analyze

Watchin' me cook

This is my playhouse

Create a feature talent that’s top rated

My shit bang in your head like gettin' your crop braided

Yeah like seven in a solid square

To only hustle we solemnly swear

With no apologies