Blackout

Yo, Kane, let's get 'em I'm talking blackout Putting [?], tapout [?] [?] Yeah, relentless Murderous intentions The henchmen's garments is all black Caught up in my smells Smell exotic [?] trees Black love's bullet's will fly when the 9's squeezed [?] Robbing the whole globe Black polo, hooded, with Gucci wheels with a nice grip So when the blood hit the floor, I won't slip Dynamic with my dial-up, [?] Crack your cranium like crab does if you cross me Raging bull [?] Mr. Kane is so raunchy Death rose [?] through lethal injection Execute him and chop up his body in sections Clean cut butcher knives X they're eyes out Nail 'em to a billboard Let 'em dry out Let me a show you a crime [?] blowing your minds out If you ain't ready [?] then sign out Nickel plated 40's are blowing your spine out Old school Caddies [?], come take a line out Stingin' [?] for they're jewels in they're stash house Snatch a [?] by his butterfly Sing him a lullaby Closed casket, make sure his mother cry You [?] tunes are suicidal And now we ain't homies The bullets are homicidal Get ready for the [?], just call it my arrival Bash him with a disco ball, it's the 70's Drop a set of the Daily News so they remember these [?], ruthless killers Watch me thrill ya Guarded killers, we won't die [?], me and cats is gonna fry [?] Wanna swim with the sharks Be my guest, go take a dive The name of the game is Blood Sport You won't make it out alive I see what you trying for so give it up We terrorize [?] Kane and Ghost, lit it up --- Blackout - Raekwon and Ghostface Killah