Respect Mine
Fat Joe Song Lyrics

(Raekwon)Yo whassup kid?  How you, yeahStraight up and downThis is the Chef comin out of Wu-Tang ClanRepresentin Shaolin, to the fullest son!I mean I'm here right now with my nigga, Fat Ji-doerepresentin the Boogie Down, and the rest of the tri-boroughSo what we gonna do right here sonAiyyo matter fact son, I'm tired of these niggaz man!Word up!(Fat Joe)Hey yo it's total devestation, for any MC that posesI paint the town red with clips and dum-dums and bloodshedThe Fat MC, from the B-XVicious like a T-Rex, who slips into a three-XRappers fuck up, and end up, in the obituaryDon't know the meaning of real, check the dictionaryI got no time for conversationMakin MC's run for the border like the immigrationA Puerto Rican villain who be dealin and illin for nothinYou ain't a playa, you just BLUFFINPoint blank, we can even do this with gats and shanksIt's your selectionI can become President, without electionsI got mad connections, Fat Joe, the rap wizardBrainstorms come in swarms, get lost in the blizzardWord to mother I take your lifeSodomize your daughter, and make a widow out your wifeIt's the relentless, nobody can check thisFat 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 nowNigga respect mine, or anger the tec-9Ch-chk-BLAOW!  Move from the gate nowNigga respect mine, or anger the tec-9Ch-chk-BLAOW!  Move from the gate nowNigga respect mine, or anger the tec-9Ch-chk-BLAOW!  Move from the gate nowNigga respect mine, or anger the tec-9Ch-chk-BLAOW!  Move from the gate now(Fat Joe)Yo who gets wrecked on the spot?  You get wrecked on the spotI got this whole rap shit lockedMany MC's perpetrated, and gladiatedI'm number one so yo they hate itListen here suckers, you don't wanna meet the chuckersIt's the same motherfucker who said fuck the ruckusBack in ninety-three, when everything was fine and dandyI was the nigga puttin razors in your kids candyMad connivin, it don't get any worserBest reverse them thoughts DISPERSEEven if you get loud and curseyou don't put any fear in my heartDon't even start, you get torn apartFat Joe, livin the lifeYo I get trife, and do a number on that asswith the butcher knife - slice after slice, yeaCausin more destructional horror, than the AntiChristNiggaz know the motherfuckin timeJoe represents B-Lawn, respect mine(Raekwon the Chef)Nigga respect mine, or anger the tec-9Ch-chk-BLAOW!  Move from the gate nowNigga respect mine, or anger the tec-9Ch-chk-BLAOW!  Move from the gate nowNigga respect mine, or anger the tec-9Ch-chk-BLAOW!  Move from the gate nowNigga respect mine, or anger the tec-9Ch-chk-BLAOW!  Move from the gate now