Intro: RZA,
Yo Older cats Yo Whassup Rae? going on Son? Whattup Yeah, I ain't see y'all cats in a long it, yo Y'all better be on that too Older cats max young godz who got the guns son? Out of Big Willie niggaz best to run Y'all the little y'all the coming up Or get stung by the bee stinga from the slums son? Yo son Of the young Shaolin Monks, will get done You the first man, you go son
One: Shyheim
I'm mobb deep, in cherry Cherokees I be on some thug shit, wild through New York City guns rockin jew-els that shine like sun Stapleton is where I'm And been down for years stayed on point like (yeah, word up) 'cause the jealous motherfuckers want to end my I feared, the ghetto is hell, but I learned ta Keep my mouth shut and pack a burner And squeeze, if I get front on my nine will have my enemies, trees Niggaz that they live 'cause they puff a little lye Pack a bullshit, twenty-five, nah don't think kill us
Chorus: RZA, Rae
Older cats mack, roll with young godz that got the You right that kid Out of town Big Willie niggaz to run Now yo y'all keep everything moving you know Or get stung by the killer bee from the slums The beat is sounding like Trek Of the young Shaolin Monks, heads, with the tongue So yo, youknowhatI'msayin
Two: Madman
Yo, deep in the of the Atlantic, here comes the killa falcon I then swing with the force of mountains Brain cells is to be bi-debatable When I think hazardous to your ozone layer A pre-meditated killer plan so kill the Mayor, my causes to hush, then I rush, like Manchus who jewels and collect, Cash Rules with heavy jewels I live by and cut veins Burning into flames Between my anger, I lock every chamber Hillside strangeler, a nigga a mask like Lone Ranger Rap poetic is into the brain athletic Build off of rhymin I'm determined, I raise a like Hitler done Germans and the Allied commander, my enemies is catching on camera They seek death, I begin to them (calm down kid take your time) By giving stitches, bear witness as I hang with Jehovah's
RZA
Older max with young godz that got the guns Out of town Big Willie niggaz to run Or get stung, by the killa bee stinga the slums From the young Monks, taking heads with the tongue
Verse Three:
Yo, yo, is manslaughter, so what you wanna do Last year, you ran for the border with your I flip, stacks, all the, time I rhyme is my sign, and can't stand swine When I dine, the automatic Got niggaz steppin, in the opposite My jurisdiction, is off grounds to you My proposition, you go round for round Straight up and down, I broke the sound Scarier, than a tight skirt wrapped a transvestite The grammar, hype, check your stacks Or you'll be with a broke back Niggaz talk about rollin deep up in here The way you roll is if you in a wheelchair
Raekwon, RZA
Older... Yo, y'all calm man calm down calm down Yeah, and yo Now yo, I wanna y'all Y'all up under the restrictions of the Wu Aiyyo Rae, you got Sin Madman, the Rugged Child So just take your time and handle life as it Motherfuckin Rubbabandz, the young godz comin Cause the real gonna know what they gotta do Showin and provin youknowhatI'msayin? Shaolin
Four: Killa Sin
Yo, may all the bullshit cease, increase the war the peace Make shit hot like rockin socks at Jones Beach in the summer, number one run for cover Keep em steppin with more Lethal Weapons Danny Gloves I cock back, action packed raps and niggaz trade for prats people react, to RZA sharp tracks Another day nother body dropped you better keep your shottie for actin snotty Hobbes karate chops 'cause live, forever and a day you better pray for better ways to get when my Beretta spray We play with commercialism The hardcore rhythm give em more hell than an My terrordome be a poem let it be known I'm chrome and rollin phatter than eleven bones My crew's than that AIDS shit While others get played quick, cause we be making through the grave sift My right hand man, myself and the Gun and mic stands reverses help me see my first a grand And to my one love power crazy real for all carbon copy niggaz lurkin in the rap deal
RZA
Older cats max, the young godz yo they got the Out of town Big Willie niggaz to run Or get stung by the killa bee stinga from the Come the young Shaolin Monks, taking heads the tongue
Older cats max, young godz got the Out of niggaz best to run Yo, cats mack, the young godz, check it out Yo, older mack, the young godz, they got the guns Out of town Big niggaz best to run Or get stung by the killa bee stinga the slum From the Shaolin Monks, takin heads with the tongue the slum comes the young Shaolin Monks, takin heads with the tongue Older mack, but young godz got the guns Out of town Big Willie best to run Or get Killa bee from the slum, come the young Shaolin Monks heads with the tongue cats max, but young godz they got the guns Out of town Big Willie niggaz to run Aiyyo it Older cats max but young godz they got the Out of town Big niggaz best to run Or get stung by the killa bee stinga from the the young Shaolin Monks taking heads with the tongue Young Shaolin Monks taking heads the tongue Older cats max but young got the guns Out of town Big niggaz best to run Or get stung...