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  • 作词 : Ansari, Grice
    [GZA] An M
    C stepped to me, lying about one
    Kid that rolled with him who died in the outcome
    Thinking he could get with me, gain victory
    When the season's all on his beef was hickory
    The situation at hand still remained critical
    The check analytical, reaction was pitiful
    He pushed his pawn up, yo that's a wrong move
    A hog move, some rap cat on dog food
    Microphone competition we devour
    You pull plugs but take no source of power
    Cause then in
    MCing, the contours of the land
    Intricate architects that's linked to a plan
    The W U hyphen
    T A N G My rap flow automatic and never empty
    Don't tempt me, quick to bust off another
    Flee in that direction you could get it from my brother
    At least then you know that you up against
    G-O-D So when we throw those grenades you better be
    Ready, not iced out and petty
    Netfall couldn't match one oil drop from
    Getty That's ran by the icon who just left
    Exxon And spilled oil so he could cash checks on
    The strength cause local ****** be hating
    But the sound still travels from state to state and
    No dress code, boot, hats and all metal
    Strictly hip hop underground and all ghetto
    So catch it, throw it on your plate and scratch it
    Mix that [****], y'all ****** can't do [****] [Chorus 2X: Governor Two's]
    Stick it up like it's a highway robbery
    True gangstas we run
    New York City
    We come fi takeover the industry
    Cause you know them have fi too 'fraid of we [GZA]
    How come so much rap [****] sound so similar
    Is it confusing for you to remember the
    Originator, paint sprayer, crafts innovators
    Quick close ups of the artform's lightsabers
    From tapes to decks, beats with raps, streets with gats
    Speaking of tracks,
    I've ran plenty laps
    The crates were packed,
    Farms were
    Phat Thieves would chat to stab my back, detect many traps
    Hazardous enterprise, the youths energized
    Not seeing the truth till it's in your eyes
    Burning, you learning to power your rhyme
    Exert maximum damage in minimum time
    Road L's are lit, my spears start to hit
    Strange translation of words of wit
    Through the cable transmit' and once the shoe fit
    Unlock the secret of prophecies and that's it
    Stay submerged deep as we cruise the seas
    Beneath the
    Surface just like
    Adidas and
    Lee's Or a croke head that used to walked the length
    From Brooklyn to get a beat on 43rd and 10th
    And that's just a short trip to flip without a whip
    Tried to shop this most extravagant gift
    To a cat who wasn't hemped and never opened doors
    Till he accidently seen it on the shelves of stores
    That's more frightning than strikes of lightning
    Tearing up the storm in your average college dorm
    So think about it when you trying to flow
    When you wanna step to us
    I think you should know
  • 作词 : Ansari, Grice
    [GZA] An M
    C stepped to me, lying about one
    Kid that rolled with him who died in the outcome
    Thinking he could get with me, gain victory
    When the season's all on his beef was hickory
    The situation at hand still remained critical
    The check analytical, reaction was pitiful
    He pushed his pawn up, yo that's a wrong move
    A hog move, some rap cat on dog food
    Microphone competition we devour
    You pull plugs but take no source of power
    Cause then in
    MCing, the contours of the land
    Intricate architects that's linked to a plan
    The W U hyphen
    T A N G My rap flow automatic and never empty
    Don't tempt me, quick to bust off another
    Flee in that direction you could get it from my brother
    At least then you know that you up against
    G-O-D So when we throw those grenades you better be
    Ready, not iced out and petty
    Netfall couldn't match one oil drop from
    Getty That's ran by the icon who just left
    Exxon And spilled oil so he could cash checks on
    The strength cause local ****** be hating
    But the sound still travels from state to state and
    No dress code, boot, hats and all metal
    Strictly hip hop underground and all ghetto
    So catch it, throw it on your plate and scratch it
    Mix that [****], y'all ****** can't do [****] [Chorus 2X: Governor Two's]
    Stick it up like it's a highway robbery
    True gangstas we run
    New York City
    We come fi takeover the industry
    Cause you know them have fi too 'fraid of we [GZA]
    How come so much rap [****] sound so similar
    Is it confusing for you to remember the
    Originator, paint sprayer, crafts innovators
    Quick close ups of the artform's lightsabers
    From tapes to decks, beats with raps, streets with gats
    Speaking of tracks,
    I've ran plenty laps
    The crates were packed,
    Farms were
    Phat Thieves would chat to stab my back, detect many traps
    Hazardous enterprise, the youths energized
    Not seeing the truth till it's in your eyes
    Burning, you learning to power your rhyme
    Exert maximum damage in minimum time
    Road L's are lit, my spears start to hit
    Strange translation of words of wit
    Through the cable transmit' and once the shoe fit
    Unlock the secret of prophecies and that's it
    Stay submerged deep as we cruise the seas
    Beneath the
    Surface just like
    Adidas and
    Lee's Or a croke head that used to walked the length
    From Brooklyn to get a beat on 43rd and 10th
    And that's just a short trip to flip without a whip
    Tried to shop this most extravagant gift
    To a cat who wasn't hemped and never opened doors
    Till he accidently seen it on the shelves of stores
    That's more frightning than strikes of lightning
    Tearing up the storm in your average college dorm
    So think about it when you trying to flow
    When you wanna step to us
    I think you should know