Winter Warz - Ghostface Killah/God.mp3

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[00:00.396] It's on
[00:01.823] Where your sparkle at kid?
[00:03.564] (RZArector)
[00:05.029]
[00:05.596] Yes the shit is raw coming at your door
[00:07.962] Start to scream out loud, "Wu-Tang's back for more"
[00:10.532] Yes the hour's four, I told you before
[00:12.745] Prepare for mic fights (and plus the cold war)
[00:15.220]
[00:15.471] This rhyme you digest through the RZA console
[00:17.821] Ask why I slam Nine Diagram pole
[00:20.171] Raekwon dropped the bomb, Hunchback Notre Dame
[00:22.655] Golden Arms is bronze Buddha palm hit Qu'ran
[00:25.103] It blows extreme, mainstream be the theme, supreme team
[00:28.307] America's Cream Team, redeemed
[00:30.068] Vidal Sassoon, chrome tones hear the moans of Al Capone
[00:33.342] Gun POW to the dome and split the bone
[00:35.936] Wig blown off the ledge by the alleged
[00:38.118] Full-fledged, sledge RZA edge
[00:39.782] One dose of my feroc' handheld trigger cuts
[00:42.267] Acapella spitting shell paralyse if you get touched
[00:44.759] And critical mic cords, hanging like umbilical
[00:47.381] Cords, **** swords, five star general
[00:49.833] Raw be the quote rap style sore throat
[00:52.053] Through the fully operational, hand held tote, mhm
[00:54.709] Yes the shit is raw coming at your door
[00:56.882] Start to scream out loud, "Wu-Tang's back for more"
[00:59.301]
[00:59.515] A hundred thousand times one, snatch up my styles get done
[01:01.928] I hold a title, and here's how my belt was won, check it
[01:04.532] Slick majestic, broke mics are left infected
[01:06.880] Germs start to spread through your crew through lack of effort
[01:09.291] You asked for it, shot up the jams like syringes
[01:11.787] My technique alone blows doors straight off the hinges
[01:14.153] Masked Avenger, I appear to blow your ear like wind
[01:17.018] With a freestyle, sharper than the Indian spear
[01:19.438] So sit back and let the king explore
[01:21.177] Describe me, the kid's nice and he holds swords
[01:23.983] And his name, black attack's the nerve like migraines
[01:26.421] With more gains than beggars on trains, livid sharp pains
[01:29.094] Poisonous Rebel like Deck, you can't destroy this
[01:31.518] You get ambushed, skate, try to avoid this
[01:33.919] Side effects of hot raps and hot tracks
[01:36.160] A duffel bag full of guns son, dipped in black
[01:38.657] My culture, glides and attacks you like a vulture
[01:41.117] Ghostface in Madison Square is on your poster
[01:43.733]
[01:43.815] Yes the shit is raw coming at your door
[01:45.800] You start to scream out loud, "Wu-Tang's back for more"
[01:48.484] Yes the hour's four, I told you before
[01:50.709] Prepare for mic fights (and plus the cold war)
[01:53.097]
[01:53.393] Be on the lookout for this mass murderous suspect
[01:55.857] That fills more body bags than apartments in projects
[01:58.470] And as far as the coroners know
[02:00.428] The autopsy show it was a Shaolin blow
[02:03.057] Put on by my family brought to the academy
[02:05.681] Of the Wu and learnt how to
[02:07.497]****ing up your anatomy steadily, calm and deadly
[02:10.531] Spatter-head lyrics I lick through your transmit
[02:12.956] MCs submit to the will as I kill your
[02:15.532] Juvenile freestyle, civilize the mental
[02:18.016] Devils worship this like an icon
[02:19.909] Bear-hugging mics with the grips of a python
[02:22.101]
[02:22.733] Yes the shit is raw coming at your door
[02:25.005] Start to scream out loud, "Wu-Tang's back for more"
[02:27.454]
[02:27.689] You heard other raps before but kept waiting
[02:29.937] For the Son of Song, I keep dancehalls strong
[02:32.442] Beats never worthy of my cause, I prolong
[02:35.184] Extravaganza, time sits still
[02:37.466] No propaganda, be wary of the skill
[02:39.721] As I bring forth the music, make love to your eardrum
[02:42.303] Dedicated to rap nigga, beware of the fearsome
[02:44.838] Lebanon Don, Malcolm X beat threat
[02:47.133] CD massacre, murder to cassette
[02:49.641] I blow the shop up, you ain't seen nothing yet
[02:51.986] One man ran, tryna get away from it
[02:54.502] Put your bifocal on, watch me a-cometh
[02:57.164] Into your chamber like Freddy enter dream
[02:59.498] Discombumberate your technique and your scheme
[03:01.890] Four course applause, like a black dat to dat
[03:04.427] You're stuck on stupid like I'm stuck on the map
[03:06.769] Nowhere to go except next show bro
[03:09.224]Entertaining mother****ers can't stop O
[03:11.659] In battling, you don't want me to start tattling
[03:14.076] All up on the stage 'cause y'all snakes keep rattling
[03:16.826]Bitches, you ain't got nothing on the rich
[03:19.029] Every other day my whole dress code switch
[03:21.514] So just in case you wanna clock me like Sherry
[03:24.024]All y'all crab bitches ain't got to worry
[03:26.340] Can't get a nigga like Don dime a dozen
[03:28.853] Even if I'm smoked out I can't be scoped out
[03:31.374] I'm too ill, I represent Park Hill
[03:33.724] See my face on the twenty dollar bill
[03:36.188] Cash it in, and get ten dollars back
[03:38.681] The fat LP with Cappachino on the wax
[03:41.039] Pass it in your thing, put valve up to twelve
[03:43.586] Put all the other LPs back on the shelf
[03:45.875] And smoke a blunt and dial 9-1-7
[03:48.515] 1-6-0-4-9-3-11
[03:50.919]And you could get long dick, hip-hop affection
[03:53.482] I damage any MC who step in my direction
[03:55.921]I'm Staten Island best son, **** what you heard
[03:58.251] Niggas still talking that shit is absurd
[04:00.700] My repertoire, is U.S.S.R
[04:03.059] P.L.O. style got thrown out the car
[04:05.603] And ran over by the Method Man Jeep
[04:08.055] Divine can't define my style is so deep
[04:10.480]Like nigga, my low cut fade stay bushy
[04:12.895] Like a porcupine, I part backs like a spine
[04:15.432] Gut you like a blunt and reconstruct your design
[04:17.756] I know you want to diss me, but I can read your mind
[04:20.223] 'Cause you weak in the knees like SWV
[04:22.683] Tryna get a title like Wu Killa Bee
[04:25.103] Kid change your habit, you know I'm friends with the Abbott
[04:27.678] Me and RZA rhyme name printed in the tablet
[04:30.195] Under vets, we paid our debts for mad years
[04:32.529] Hibernate the sound and now we out like bears
[04:35.030] In Born Power, born physically, power speaking
[04:37.430] The truth in the song be the pro-black teaching

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