This CLASSIC cut from the LEGENDARY OB4CL.....
Raekwon KILLT all of his verses by demonstrating superior lyricism, flawless rhyme schemes, vivid storytelling, and winning concepts of morality, street life, and ambition.
And THAT lush yet hard-hitting production by RZA 
There was never a song in the 90s that captured the NY golden mafioso/street life era of rap as brilliantly, vividly and unapologetically as "Incarcerated Scarfaces." Not "Shook Ones" or "Survival of the Fittest" by Mobb Deep. Not "Everyday Struggle" or "Machine Gun Funk" by Notorious B.I.G. Not "Can't Knock the Hustle" or "Can I Live" by Jay-Z. Not even "The World Is Yours," "NY State of Mind" or "Life's A bytch" by Nas.
Peep the Chef's lyrics:
"Me and the RZA connect, blow a fuse, you lose
Half-ass crews get demolished and bruised
Fake be frontin, hourglass heads nikkaz be wantin
Shuttin down your slot; time for pumpin
Poisonous sting which thumps up and act chumps
Raise a heavy generator
But yo, guess who's the black Trump?"
"Chef'll shine like marble, rhyme remarkable
Real nikkaz raise up, spend your money, argue
But this time is for the uninvited
Go head and rhyme to it, big nikka mics is gettin fired
Morphine chicks be burnin like chlorine
nikkaz recognize from here to Baltimore to Fort Greene
But hold up, Moet be tastin like throw-up
My mob roll up, dripped to death whips rolled up
Ya never had no wins, slidin in these dens wit Timbs
Wit Mac-10's and broke friends
Ya got guns, got guns too, what up son, do
you wanna battle for cash and see who's Sun Tzu?"
"nikkas, yo they be foldin' like envelopes under pressure
Like Lou Farigno on coke
Yo, Africans denyin nikkaz up in yellow cabs
Musty like funk, wavin they arms, the Arabs
Sit back, coolin like Kahlua's on rocks
On the crack spots, rubberband wrapped on my knots
You bytches who fukk dreds on Sudafeds
p*ssy's hurtin, they did it for a yard for the Feds
Word up cousin, nikka, I seen it
Like a 27-inch Zenith - believe it!"
No song from any NY rapper is touching this one.
This song needs to be celebrated. It's the jewel that stands out in a bag of jewels that is OB4CL.
Raekwon may just be the most underrated (and under-appreciated) NY rapper ever.
Raekwon KILLT all of his verses by demonstrating superior lyricism, flawless rhyme schemes, vivid storytelling, and winning concepts of morality, street life, and ambition.
And THAT lush yet hard-hitting production by RZA There was never a song in the 90s that captured the NY golden mafioso/street life era of rap as brilliantly, vividly and unapologetically as "Incarcerated Scarfaces." Not "Shook Ones" or "Survival of the Fittest" by Mobb Deep. Not "Everyday Struggle" or "Machine Gun Funk" by Notorious B.I.G. Not "Can't Knock the Hustle" or "Can I Live" by Jay-Z. Not even "The World Is Yours," "NY State of Mind" or "Life's A bytch" by Nas.
Peep the Chef's lyrics:
"Me and the RZA connect, blow a fuse, you lose
Half-ass crews get demolished and bruised
Fake be frontin, hourglass heads nikkaz be wantin
Shuttin down your slot; time for pumpin
Poisonous sting which thumps up and act chumps
Raise a heavy generator
But yo, guess who's the black Trump?"
"Chef'll shine like marble, rhyme remarkable
Real nikkaz raise up, spend your money, argue
But this time is for the uninvited
Go head and rhyme to it, big nikka mics is gettin fired
Morphine chicks be burnin like chlorine
nikkaz recognize from here to Baltimore to Fort Greene
But hold up, Moet be tastin like throw-up
My mob roll up, dripped to death whips rolled up
Ya never had no wins, slidin in these dens wit Timbs
Wit Mac-10's and broke friends
Ya got guns, got guns too, what up son, do
you wanna battle for cash and see who's Sun Tzu?"
"nikkas, yo they be foldin' like envelopes under pressure
Like Lou Farigno on coke
Yo, Africans denyin nikkaz up in yellow cabs
Musty like funk, wavin they arms, the Arabs
Sit back, coolin like Kahlua's on rocks
On the crack spots, rubberband wrapped on my knots
You bytches who fukk dreds on Sudafeds
p*ssy's hurtin, they did it for a yard for the Feds
Word up cousin, nikka, I seen it
Like a 27-inch Zenith - believe it!"
No song from any NY rapper is touching this one.
This song needs to be celebrated. It's the jewel that stands out in a bag of jewels that is OB4CL.
Raekwon may just be the most underrated (and under-appreciated) NY rapper ever.
