All I Got Is You, Pt. 2 (feat. Big Bub) - Raekwon

What dey gives you blood? Three months man Whatchu doin' in here anyway? You oughta be home with your momma How old are you boy? Thirteen Thirteen? Damn, the bastards must be runnin' outta niggaz to arrest Yeah, oh yeah, this goes out to all the families That went through the struggle Yeah, from the heart It was from the heart, everything was real All that I got is you And I'm so thankful I made it through Yo, dwellin' in the past, flashbacks when I was young Whoever thought that I'd have a baby girl and three sons I'm goin' through this difficult stage, I find it hard to believe Why my old Earth had so many seeds But she's an old woman and due to me, I respect that I saw life for what it's really worth and took a step back Family ain't family no more, we used to play ball Eggs after school, eat grits 'cause we was poor Grab the pliers for the channel, fix the hanger on the TV Rockin' each others pants to school wasn't easy We survived winters, snotty nosed with no coats We kept it real, but the older brother still had jokes Sadly, daddy left me at the age of six I didn't know nuttin' but mommy neatly packed his shit She cried, and grandma held the family down I guess mommy wasn't strong enough, she just went down Check it, fifteen of us in a three bedroom apartment Roaches everywhere, cousins and aunts was there Four in the bed, two at the foot, two at the head I didn't like to sleep with Jon Jon, he peed the bed Seven o'clock, pluckin' roaches out the cereal box Some shared the same spoon, watchin' Saturday cartoons Sugar water was our thing, every meal was no thrill In the summer, free lunch held us down like steel And there was days, I had to go to Tex house with a note Stating, "Gloria can I borrow some food I'm dead broke" So embarrasin', I couldn't stand to knock on they door My friends might be laughin', I spent stamps in stores Mommy, where's the toilet paper, use the newspaper Look Ms. Rose gave us a couch, she's the neighbor Things was deep, my whole youth was sharper than cleats Two brothers with muscular dystrophy, it killed me But I remember this, mom's would lick her finger tips To wipe the cold out my eye before school wit her spit Case worker had her runnin' back to face to face I caught a case, housin' tried to throw us out of our place Sometimes I look up at the stars and analyze the sky And ask myself was I meant to be here, why? Yeah, yo All that I got is you And I'm so thankful I made it through All that I got is you And I'm so thankful I made it through All that I got is you And I'm so thankful I made it through All that I got is you And I'm so thankful I made it through Word up mommy, I love you Word up It was all you, word, you brought me in like this I sit and think about all the times we did without, yeah I always said I wouldn't cry when I saw tears in your eyes I understand that daddy's not here now But some way or somehow, I will always be around, yeah All things that I did from this to them Oh, from drugs to being there Being down and out and I love you always Yeah, you say you see the universe Which consists of the sun, moon and star And them planets, that exist in my space Like man woman and child, you understand? We got to keep it real, and what reality And reality will keep it real with us I remember them good ol' days Because see, that's the child I was What made me the man I am today See 'cause if you forget where you come from, heheh You're never gonna make it where you're goin', aheh Because you lost the reality of yourself So, take one stroll through your mind And see what you will find And you'll see a whole universe all over again And again and again and again and again Heheheh, yeah, heheheheh, aha, heheheh

You say you want Diamonds on a ring of gold You say you want Your story to remain untold But all the promises we make From the cradle to the grave When all I want is you You say you'll give me A highway with no-one on it Treasure, just to look upon it All the riches in the night You say you'll give me Eyes in the moon of blindness A river in a time of dryness A harbour in the tempest But all the promises we make From the cradle to the grave When all I want is you You say you want Your love to work out right To last with me through the night You say you want Diamonds on a ring of gold Your story to remain untold Your love not to grow cold All the promises we break From the cradle to the grave When all I want is you You All I want is you All I want is you All I want is you

All that I've got is you All that I've got is you All that I've said is true All that I've got is you Fuck the neighbors, turn the music up Who could give a fuck what they think? Also I love you more than every single sheet of Rizla I've licked Fuck the neighbors, turn the music up I love you more than all the bottles I've seen the bottom of With your hand in my hand Bottoms up All that I've got is you All that I've got is you Don't know what you do Don't know what you do Don't know what you do to me Don't know what you do Don't know what you do Don't know what you do to me (Hahaha, um) (Oh my god, I can't believe that) (That was really heartbreaking) (Don't know what you do) (Don't know what you do) (Don't know what you do) (Don't know what you do) (Don't know what you do) (Don't know what you do) Still winter, the only warmth in running, together You, full color, howling life into a dead moon The ghosts born on our lips, whirling together in lantern light This is not the end of the world This is not the end of the world (Do to me) This is invitation to dance (Do to me) (Don't know what you do to me) (Don't know what you do to me) All that I've got is you It's just like, ah, it's just so nice All that I've got is you Well done you, and well done all of us And well done, just, the whole universe

Man: Yo What up D? Huh? You bought that from Tower Records? What's that, let me see that bag Get the f**k off, get the f**k off it Come here man, what the f**k I...(banging) Like that nigga, give me that man You dead on this purple tape nigga you dead on that F**k outta here (gun cock) Raekwon: Niggas think I can't sell five million? Ya'll niggas is mad Ya'll must not know the work I put in on this For real, that's for real for real (ha ha) Represent, flick it up all day nigga, Immobilarity Ya'll know my work, this category is raw (Raekwon) Aiyo slash your position Verbal mike physician Blow lines like chimes in the kitchen God should vega, straight up stomp that fake out What, he biting everything, biting his nuts We slang like champions Caught me in the outlet in Hamptons Style it out Throwin four thousand out Swimsuit mammal get high Float flammable Drop off in a Benz boat lampable Rear like hittin a deer Playin Cuban Linx movin in the chair, he got a ear No question all brolic guerillas stand up Whoever large throw a hand up Throw a grand up Let's like multiply Con-nect both sides, big shit low rides, ga-lide Everybody bump once Yo Chef gonna throw ya'll niggas free lunch Hit the L twice, need it once Track be yelling like a whore Like a swelling on a sore Or this rap Magellion on your jaw I'm a night freak, Boating on the weekends, ten a week Flows spray it like Clinique Rich unique, bitch you weak Contact Reek, we callin up Leek Yo he famous like Ali feet, yo mystical Rap Larry Davis with a pistol And dis you You a student, f**kin wit a principal Chorus(x2) Rollin like ten at a time Begin, love revolves around a thin line Go against this, send mine Lace you chase you down Let a hundred rounds race you Now you went from brolic to a facial (Raekwon) Yo, ayo glass tree house Yo, Fiendin like f**k in a green house Rush and cut, chain cream out Blow steam out Rare like guccis in ears Goose bears Skied up, loving all my deustch years Coat for broadway Hundred and 39th all day Got my chick rollin call her Parle' 20th century max like jail penitentiary Nikki Barnes gon' lynch me What, fruit flavored nikes Benz 2000 the hype piece Send half my love out to white peeps Wu-Tang emblem, success, make a nigga tremble Nine of us stand, nine resemble Filling out tax reports Look live up in Guess shorts Bitches got love and support Yo, leather jacket, yellow Leather hat, mack it real mellow New York state of mind, crime Othello Wild zoo of bitches, burrow that's Staten Yo we actin, Wud up we do that crack thing captain Still camaflouge jackets Mad rackets Out yo we cap shit, picture that nigga mashin Chorus(x2) (Raekwon) Yo, aiyo blowin more reason For a season, wud up shortie jaw season Baltimore hall bleeding Take money, remember that? dun gottori? son Dripped out in Bahamas all bummy Gain you out patriot Portrait of my love mad shit Now we with things, the long gray shit Luke bitches in Barook Cute big, fat bitches with Luke Lex you need boots that switches Flights over Iraq Ironing my hat out, and 'lax Connecting with diplomat cats Harlem hustle connect, Iceberg varsity check Rimmin well ice drool off my dick Abe Lincoln president suites, lay eventually Pinch me, I bought head from Monica Lewinsky Arrest that hoodlum Strong arm that the white gooden Faggot nigga frontin, knew he wouldn't Flexible impact rhymin professional We staked out eatin all side vegetables Prosperity rhymes, lines Casians and Asians Let's blaze niggas with the shine Chorus(x2) Raekwon: Yea word up, that's right ha ha Ya'll be loving my shit, yea all the real niggas Stand up, hey yo let me speak, let me speak Yo this a new year right here It's the 2 with the 3 zeros, here me? It's gonna get technical for real Let's play the game right It's jus a friendly game of baseball Ha feel me? Hey yo Santanna, yo Bring that suitcase in here kid Let's count that, where it came from? Where it came from? Rollin like ten at a time...

[Intro: Raekwon the Chef] (Can it be that it was all so simple then) KnowhatI'msayin, take you on this lyrical high real quick Nineteen ninety three exoticness KnowhatI'msayin, let's get technical Where's your bone at, get up on that shit aight Yo! [Verse One:] Started off on the island, AK Shaolin Niggaz whylin, gun shots thrown the phone dialin Back in the days of eight now, makin a tape now Rae gotta get a plate now Ignorant and mad young, wanted to be the one Till I got (BAM! BAM!) thrown one Yeah, my pops was a fiend since sixteen Shootin' that (that's that shit!) in his blood stream That's the life of a crimey, real live crimey If niggas know the half is behind me Day one, yo, growin all up in the ghetto Now I'm a weed fiend, jettin the Palmetto In Medina, yo no doubt the God got crazy clout Pushin the big joint from down South So if you're filthy stacked up Betta watch ya back and duck Cause these fiends they got it cracked up Now my man from up north, now he got the law It's solid as a rock and crazy salt No jokes, I'm not playin, get his folks Desert Eagle his dick and put 'em in a yolk (AAH!) And to know for sure, I got reck and rip shop I pointed a gat at his mother's knot (Yo, Rae, don't do that shit, man! Don't do that shit!) Fuck that [Chorus] [Raekwon] Dedicated to the winners and the losers (Can it be that it was all so simple then?) [Ghost Face Killer] Dedicated to all jeeps and land cruisers (Can it be that it was all so simple then?) [Raekwon] Dedicated to the Y's, 850-I's (Can it be that it was all so simple then?) [Ghost Face Killer] Dedicated to niggas who do drive-bys (Can it be that it was all so simple then?) [Raekwon] Dedicated to the Lexus and the Ax (Can it be that it was all so simple then?) [Ghost Face Killer] Dedicated to MPV's phat! (Can it be that it was all so simple then?) [Raekwon] Nigguh, yeah, yeah! [Verse Two: Ghostface Killer] Yo! Kickin the fly cliches Doin duets with Rae and A, happens to make my day Though I'm tired of bustin off shots havin to rock knots Runnin up in spots and makin shit hot I'd rather flip shows instead of those Hangin on my living room wall My first joint, and it went gold I want to lamp, I want to be in the shade Plus the spot light Gettin my dick rubbed all night I wanna have me a phat yacht And enough land to go and plant my own sess crops But for now, it just a big dream Cause I find myself in the place where I'm last seen My thoughts must be relaxed Be able to maintain Cause times is changed and life is strange The glorious days is gone, and everybody's doin' bad Yo, mad lives is up for grabs Brothers, passin away, I gotta make wakes Receivin all types of calls from upstate Yo, I can't cope with the pressure Settlin for lesser The god left lessons on my dresser So I can bloom and blossom, find a new way Continue to make hits with Rae and A Sunshine plays a major part in the daytime [Peace to mankind Ghostface carry a black nine, nigga Word up It's on like that] (Can it be that it was all so simple then)