Genius/GZA Lyrics
Genius/GZA Lyrics
"Labels Lyrics"
Reunited Lyrics
An incestuous relationship between mother and son As last rites were read I had tell such a void A loving mother, my life-giver and lover She went away when she slashed her own wrists The relationship with me was too much to bear I watched her buried, her funeral, my heartbreak As last rites were read I left
An incestuous relationship between mother and son As last rites were read I had tell such a void A loving mother, my life-giver and lover She went away when she slashed her own wrists The relationship with me was too much to bear I watched her buried, her funeral, my heartbreak As last rites were read I left
Intro: RZA
Lot of people, you know what I'm sayin, they be gettin misinformed
thinkin everything is everything, that you could just get yourself
a little deal, whatever, youknowhatI'msayin you gonna get on you
gonna get rich. And all these labels be trying to lure us in like
spiders, into the web, knowhatI'msaying. So sometimes people gotta
come out and speak up, and let people understand, that you know you
gotta read the label you gotta read the label if you don't read the
label you might get poisoned...
Lyrics: Genius
TOMMY ain't my motherfuckin' BOY
When he fake moves on a nigga you employ
Well I'll
This Present Darkness Lyrics
Drive-by shootings fill fear in the hearts of the city A shortage of life No warriors to fight the thugs who rule with no pity The leaders say it will all end But why do they constantly lose? Because the one thing they fail to mention is they are part of it too A constant search for cover A search fo
EMIRGE off ya set, now ya know God damnDrive-by shootings fill fear in the hearts of the city A shortage of life No warriors to fight the thugs who rule with no pity The leaders say it will all end But why do they constantly lose? Because the one thing they fail to mention is they are part of it too A constant search for cover A search fo
I show LIVIN LARGE niggaz how to flip a DEF JAM
And RUFF up the motherfuckin' HOUSE
Cause I smother you COLD CHILLIN' mother fuckers are still WARNER BROTHERS
I'm RUTHLESS my clan don't have to act wild
That shit is JIVE, an old SLEEPING BAG/PROFILE
This soft comedian rap shit ain't the rough witty
On the reel to reel it wasn't from a TUFF CITY
Niggas be game, thinking that they lyrical surgeons
They know their mics are formed at VIRGIN
And if you ain't boned a mic you couldn't hurt a bee
That's like going to Venus driving a MERCURY
The CAPITOL of this rugged slang, is WU-TANG
Wi
Little Savage Lyrics
instrumental
tty Unpredictable Talent And Natural Gameinstrumental
I DEATH ROW an MC with mic cables
The EPIC is at a RUSH ASSOCIATED LABELS
From EASTWEST to ATCO, I bring it to a NEXT PLATEAU
But I keep it phat though
Yo, I'm hittin' batters up with the WILD PITCH style
I even show an UPTOWN/MCA style
Who thought he saw me on 4TH & BROADWAY
But I was out on the ISLAND, bombing MC's all day
My PRIORITY is that I'm FIRST PRIORITY
I bone the secret out a bitch in a sorority
So look out for A&M, the abbot and the master
Breakin' down your PENDULUM
As I fiend MC's out with a blow that'll numb the
a-ppendix, I'm holdin more more weight t
Matinee Lyrics
You take your white finger Slide the nail under the top and bottom buttons of my blazer Relax the fraying wool, slacken ties And I'm not to look at you in the shoe, but the eyes, find the eyes Find me and follow me through corridors, refectories and files You must follow, leave this academic factory You'
han COLUMBIAYou take your white finger Slide the nail under the top and bottom buttons of my blazer Relax the fraying wool, slacken ties And I'm not to look at you in the shoe, but the eyes, find the eyes Find me and follow me through corridors, refectories and files You must follow, leave this academic factory You'
Index INTERSCOPE, we RCA. clan
That's comin' with a plan to free a
slave of a mental death MC don't panic
Throw that A&R nigga off the boat in the ATLANTIC
Now who's the BAD BOY character, not from ARISTA
But firin' weapons released on GEFFEN
So duck as I struck with the soul of MOTOWN
While CENTRAL BROADCASTING SYSTEMS are slowed down
You're Dirty, like that Bastard
It's gettin drastic
Read the label and say it loud
Another Wu banger
Thirty-six chambers, to your area
Yeah, the RZA, phat tracks on a disc
Rza razor rza razor sharp
Another Wu-Tang production kid, comin at ya