THE W

(GZA (RZA)) I grew up around block parties ready to rock Behind the rope nigga with my rhymes on cock The verse shot first nigga who had shit to pop A bad weather blow the feathers off a hundred flocks With 70% goose, 30 ducked, get stuck And each li

[ghostface killah] Technique is ill son, watch how I spill one Peace to biggie, tupac, big l and big pun Havoc on the streets of staten, snitches House niggaz children watch as they produce the same pattern Somebody raped our women, murdered our babi

[RZA] Wait, hold up, chill, what's that son? Damn.. nigga got fucked, shit, huh?! By his back, watch nigga run Seven the center of your eight point sun Hold tight grip on the +God-U..Now+ you best be careful! Can't dodge two (??) aimed at your domepi

[Junior Reid] Run'din from fires of the city, and tee blood Blood, blood, blood.. blood You two ta both from EE-hee-ma, ah ya both from Jahnker You ta both from fire outside You both from To-ah-ee One blood, one blood, one blood [RZA] I was rollin, s