I your heart is PZA-pumping, the beat is GZA-jumping The crowd get off my style, they want something The herds start stomping, the promoters that be sue for Cash Rule but the courts they give 'em nothing Your soundman came with the feedback like we that Security's shining like where the weed at? Stay in your place, see you guys blowing in your face And it's to stop it once we came to drop it
Who enough to challenge this deadly reportation Of keeping in a hopeless situation No comparison, if you put the darts side by One will out the other like friend next to brother Try to take as the battle comes to a closion That structure that supported your rap started Your whole chest and your caved in They completely gave in, just sparks and brave men
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Raindrops keep on your head So heavy that it's tearing you're wearing Ain't caring, so hearing what I said I'm sure it stick like a stamp you don't lick Or a snare with no kick, so you know it be Like the hand-made works of a The 64 squares make 'em use a
Kept a fine point with the lead, then it's On the paper then cancer it would rapidly spread This is addictive but can't live without it At times you shout it 'The Wu, be about it' A following with the die-hard supportedly The loyalty came from the songs that accordingly I couldn't be more wrong if I the format Did something different the most explored rap
Did ya say Record execs wanna push the way back And hold out on my They didn't pay Producers want points He play that, yo did they say that?
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elevation always correct errors That's the fire till my Clansmen starts to spread Spin your wig like we DJ'ing, he ain't playing My songs set a trap, catch 'em Now we stuck but he's overwhelmed by what he across Not to play it is a terrible loss at cost? wait like never before for the ball to drop At the gate up for a tape to cop
I still run into students my first joint Wrote a essay off the second LP to a point a rhyme is a terrible thing to waste Gimmicks and radio, the God don't But I your wackness, it shows in your flows Immaturenesses, all of your hoes, closed Most of your strength is in the of your clothes That you endorse in every rhyme like Garbeson robes
Did ya say execs wanna push the album way back And out on my advance didn't pay that Producers want seven He didn't play that, yo did they say
Yo, did he say Record execs wanna push the album way And hold on my advance They didn't pay Producers seven points He didn't that, yo did he say that? Yo, did he say