Wrekonize

Smif-N-Wessun - “Wrekonize”
[Emcee(s): Tek and Steele]
[Producer(s): Baby Paul]
[Sample 1 (Bass): New York Port Authority - “Home On A Rainy Day” (0:00)]
[Sample 2 (Multiple Elements): The Emotions - “Blind Alley” (0:03)]
[Sample 3 (Drums): Iron Butterfly - “Get Out of My Life, Woman” (0:00)]
[Hook/Additional Vocals: Rock]

[Intro: Steele and Tek]
Let’s go, baby. Yeah, yeah (Yeah), for the 90 Now (90 Now). All heads realize (Wrekonize). Real heads on the rise (Wrekonize, my brother). Boot Camp coming through (Yeah). 1, 2, 3 (Boot Camp Clik in the 90s). 3, 2, 1. Represent, my son. Show ‘em how it’s done. Yeah!

[Verse 1: Tek]
What up? I heard that you got a little prob’ with
The way that we roll and the heads we done robbed
Sticking and flicking the bangers, throwing them out to your neck
Another beat-down inflicted by that nigga Tek
And for you backstabbers, yeah, I got a sharp dagger
And a left hook that’ll cause your jaw bone to shatter
Who’s skilled enough to come test the weeded two
Titans from Bucktown that’ll burn through your crew?
I got a vibe from the session in the back. When niggas
Is strapped underground, puffing meth and kicking raps
Smif-N-Wessun coming with ‘nough buds and skunk
Fake the funk and get found dead in a trunk

[Hook: Steele and Tek]
All heads realize, wrekonize
Real heads on the rise, wrekonize. You better wrekonize
All heads realize, wrekonize
Real heads on the rise, wrekonize. You better wrekonize
All heads realize, wrekonize
Real heads on the rise, wrekonize. You better wrekonize
All heads realize, wrekonize
Real heads on the rise, wrekonize. You better wrekonize

[Verse 2: Steele and Tek]
Back again, make room for the boom
Puffing the lye, getting high to a Beatminerz tune
Stroke my gat ‘cause where I lives at’s a lot of rats
Cool champagne is my brain, so I don’t sweat that
Instead, I mack with a Tek and a Dog, my man
Ruckus and Rock. Ayyo, Rippa, what up, ock?

[Verse 3: Tek]
The deal’s going down like this: run off at
The mouth, watch your lips and my boots do a French kiss
Putting an end to those who tend to get me aggravated
I’m tired of counting dues and adding up the years we waited
Be on the lookout for these mad blunts smoking
Keep your girl away from me ‘cause I won’t hesitate to stroke it

[Hook: Steele and Tek]
All heads realize, wrekonize
Real heads on the rise, wrekonize. You better wrekonize
All heads realize, wrekonize
Real heads on the rise, wrekonize. You better wrekonize
All heads realize, wrekonize
Real heads on the rise, wrekonize. You better wrekonize
All heads realize, wrekonize
Real heads on the rise, wrekonize. You better wrekonize

[Verse 4: Steele]
I’m feeling the rush from the cannabis
Plant, but I can’t lamp ‘cause niggas get me amped
Talking this and that, but my rap format’s fat
And I slap cats that commence to stab backs
Never could I ever agree on cutting loose
A lot of my troops that I rolled with for eons
Be on your tippy-top or you’ll quickly drop by them
Crooked cops or the local cock-blockers on your block
I watch my back when for delf
Some say the buzz, but I say the fuzz bad for my health
Huh! Critics could get banged like Riddick Bowe
First, I get lifted with my Clik before ripping a show
So I say what I mean
Mean what I say, do what I do, and me not play
Say, “En garde,” for punks who play hard. Don’t be
Surprised I’m pulling your card. You better wrekonize

[Hook: Steele and Tek]
All heads realize, wrekonize
Real heads on the rise, wrekonize. You better wrekonize
All heads realize, wrekonize
Real heads on the rise, wrekonize. You better wrekonize
All heads realize, wrekonize
Real heads on the rise, wrekonize. You better wrekonize
All heads realize, wrekonize
Smif-N-Wessun on the rise. You better wrekonize, nigga!