Wu-tang Clan - Can it be All so Simple - Текст песни

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 

 
 Dedicated to the winners and the losers 
(Can it be that it was all so simple then?) 
 Dedicated to all jeeps and land cruisers 
(Can it be that it was all so simple then?) 
 Dedicated to the Y's, 850-I's 
(Can it be that it was all so simple then?) 
 Dedicated to niggas who do drive-bys 
(Can it be that it was all so simple then?) 
 Dedicated to the Lexus and the Ax 
(Can it be that it was all so simple then?) 
 Dedicated to MPV's phat! 
(Can it be that it was all so simple then?) 
 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]