Audio[verse 1: u-god]when i’m locked down i use tim’s as my shower slippersi’m in the background mingling with the powder flippersin the basement, hard-body power liftersi crush sour, ? see how i lift her?universal dart, i stay scientificthe kid with the golden arms, iron fistedstay asiatic, so cinematicnoise in the attic, bang out with the automaticsit’s hood politics that bring the hunger backi’m straight choppin’ wood, call me the lumberjackcheck the catalog, put out a hundred packswatch for drug sniffin’ dogs, they comin’ from the backi’m straight thunder clap, the funky drummer’s backit’s pure dopium, give him a heart attacki stay stackin’ plaques, like ancient artifactsjoe namath in the game, i’m the quarterback
[verse 2: ghostface]eight balls of coke, blunt to the greenerypounds in the trunk get you a concrete sceneryhandmade ox’ll get you dumped in the mess hallsnitch niggas run to c.o.’s to confess allthis is street knowledge, nah said screw collegelike a speech from the gza, sharp like the rzadon’t run with the scissor, nigga the truth is atruth is i’m a drop a few jewels in the boothused to move crack, stuff it inside a tennis ballthrow it when they rushin’ the block, trust no copsdrivin’ around with two mitts in my sockscook coke gon’ get you in more trouble than moneydon’t crawl through dust juice, the pigs is hungryyou think they ain’t watchin’?they watchin’ while you uptown coppin’back home, while you’re cookin’ and choppin’they schemin’ the block, waitin’ to get it poppin’
[verse 3: gza]he had a sword and an axe with cutsunder a road that was woven from silver and gold, waxed it uphis army was so great to quarrantyhis crops & livestock boost the economymany would travel by boat to see ‘emhis image is doing most schools and colosseuma merchant, hustle those silk and velvetsportrait illuminated when the torch is well-litpicture so beautiful paintingthat one thought would it would breathe or movecause it would leave a mood or energyyou see his wife cracked his yogamade herbal enhancements that have saved the soldiersguard them treasures, and the chambers, halls and vaultswell-prepared for all assault, heavy guarded villagearmed with the sharpest weapons designed to pierce and cause blood spillage
[verse 4: masta killa]from a young team, a murder team, inspired by crimesee allah just granted permission for my positionso now i’m writin’ rhymes, escapin’ this repetitive cycleslingin’ dimes, losin’ time, i’m doin’ hard timeteachin’ y’all mathematically, come seethe epitome of what you wanna be – emceemy semi-auto gun ran a ? at the sound clashmic touched, dance mashed up, pounds of the bestgreen glass, bottles of don, i sip the liquour slowflow so devastating when i go solowhen i’m dolo, pretty gun i’m holdin’head swollen of the solid gold, so iron mic po’beat your face like you stole something, trust meliving life royalty, all wise and healthywelcome to the best of me, from knowledge to infinitynever stopping my projectory, i’m galactic
[verse 5: cappadonna]yo, peace to all of the gods and all of the earthswe been buildin’ like this ever since the first day of birththe more i start to build, the better i feelkeep ignorant niggas from me, use dummies for shieldyou know i guard bodies son, you just garbage and real snotty? your head, ? still stuck in the lobbythis the first ? born, son i’m blessed with mad lessonsconquer crazy devils, my mind as a weaponyou can’t fast with me and avoid the swineyou degenerate emcee, i’m the best of mankindallahu akbar stay jews and real starsi’m down with the rza, got help with the widow’s sonpop off on you, you ain’t nothin’ to be – dun dun?, holy water, visinedesignated wordplay, god respect my (dings?)shine on little stars and respect the queen
[verse 6: inspectah deck]new york giant, call me deck umenyiorafresh with the water connect, two and a quarterdeal with the dealer, don’t trust the transportermy job is done once i get it to the border? coke game is ? needles andhypedermic needle to ? for dos veinesoverdose ya, you know the product is rural? rightlines take you there like i wrote it with off-whitegot him bent up, hands lookin’ like a tin cupsorry no cosignment get your ends upmove from the gate now, he on his way, straight to jake nowi’m on the hush, but my weight loudgot the shakes now, how they want it? badfive or six heads chippin’ in for a bagi got the works, like a burger deluxeget your fix while i’m servin’ it up, word to us
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