Respect mine lyrics

Artist  : Fat joe 
Song : Respect mine
 
featuring  Raekwon the Chef

[Raekwon]
Yo whassup kid?  How you, yeah
Straight up and down
This is the Chef comin out of Wu-Tang Clan
Representin Shaolin, to the fullest son!
I mean I'm here right now with my nigga, Fat
Ji-doe
representin the Boogie Down, and the rest of the
tri-borough
So what we gonna do right here son
Aiyyo matter fact son, I'm tired of these niggaz
man!
Word up!

[Fat Joe]
Hey yo it's total devestation, for any MC that
poses
I paint the town red with clips and dum-dums and
bloodshed
The Fat MC, from the B-X
Vicious like a T-Rex, who slips into a three-X
Rappers fuck up, and end up, in the obituary
Don't know the meaning of real, check the
dictionary
I got no time for conversation
Makin MC's run for the border like the
immigration
A Puerto Rican villain who be dealin and illin
for nothin
You ain't a playa, you just BLUFFIN
Point blank, we can even do this with gats and
shanks
It's your selection
I can become President, without elections
I got mad connections, Fat Joe, the rap wizard
Brainstorms come in swarms, get lost in the
blizzard
Word to mother I take your life
Sodomize your daughter, and make a widow out your
wife
It's the relentless, nobody can check this
Fat Joe, you know The Yung and Resless respect
this
.. to all the fake MC's

[Raekwon the Chef]
Ch-chk-BLAOW!  Move from the gate now
Nigga respect mine, or anger the tec-9
Ch-chk-BLAOW!  Move from the gate now
 
Nigga respect mine, or anger the tec-9
Ch-chk-BLAOW!  Move from the gate now
Nigga respect mine, or anger the tec-9
Ch-chk-BLAOW!  Move from the gate now
Nigga respect mine, or anger the tec-9
Ch-chk-BLAOW!  Move from the gate now

[Fat Joe]
Yo who gets wrecked on the spot?  You get wrecked
on the spot
I got this whole rap shit locked
Many MC's perpetrated, and gladiated
I'm number one so yo they hate it
Listen here suckers, you don't wanna meet the
chuckers
It's the same motherfucker who said fuck the
ruckus
Back in ninety-three, when everything was fine
and dandy
I was the nigga puttin razors in your kids candy
Mad connivin, it don't get any worser
Best reverse them thoughts DISPERSE
Even if you get loud and curse
you don't put any fear in my heart
Don't even start, you get torn apart
Fat Joe, livin the life
Yo I get trife, and do a number on that ass
with the butcher knife - slice after slice, yea
Causin more destructional horror, than the
AntiChrist
Niggaz know the motherfuckin time
Joe represents B-Lawn, respect mine

[Raekwon the Chef]
Nigga respect mine, or anger the tec-9
Ch-chk-BLAOW!  Move from the gate now
Nigga respect mine, or anger the tec-9
Ch-chk-BLAOW!  Move from the gate now
Nigga respect mine, or anger the tec-9
Ch-chk-BLAOW!  Move from the gate now
Nigga respect mine, or anger the tec-9
Ch-chk-BLAOW!  Move from the gate now