When the MCs came to live out the name and to Some had to snort to act insane before Pete rocked it on Now on with the plane to spark the brain with the building to be born Yo RZA the track with the what to cut
Fake get flipped In mic I swing swords and cut clowns Shit is too swift to bite you record and write it I like the blood on a murder scene, like a syringe On some out shit, to insert a fiend But it was your op the shop art Catch a swollen heart from not rolling I put mad pressure, on phony rhymes that get hurt Shit's played like zodiac signs on That's minimum, and feminine like My minimum stacks a verse on a gamble is felt once the cards are dealt With the impact of roundhouse kicks black belts That attack, the mic-fones like or typhoon I represent from to high noon I don't waste ink, I think I drop bombs more faster than you blink Cause rhyme thoughts travel at a speed Clouds of smoke, of natural blends of under one circumstance that's if I'm blunted Turn that up, my clan in the front want it
When the MCs came to out the name and to perform Some had to snort cocaine to act insane Pete rocked it on Now on with the mental plane to spark the brain with the to be born Yo RZA the track with the what to cut
I'm on a mission niggas say is impossible But when I swing my swords they all I be the dropper, the heartbeat stopper Child educator, head amputator Cause styles are old like Mark 5 sneakers Lyrics are weak like clock speakers Don't even stop in my station and While plan failed, get derailed like Amtrak What the for? Down by law, I make law I be justice, I that ass two to four the clock, that state pen time check it With the pens I be sticking but you stick to crime Came with the Wu, slid off on the DL I'm low-key seashells, I rock these bells Now aboard, it's Medina bound Enter the chamber, and it's a whole sound It's a wide entrance, small exit a funnel So deep it's picked up on radios in Niggas are how the shit begin Get vaccinated, my logo is in your skin