Hip Hop Fury

歌詞

Rza: You crunchy chump crabs get crumbled up like crack rock fuck wit the Wu we bustin ya whole snot box Throw ya right ear and ya bitch up in a zip lock Spazzola to ya fury form of hip hop Hell Razah: Here's something to advertise, promote it keep the fan satisfied Load data for the disc drive, ghetto citywide Leave em paralyzed, they stolen every word I provide Without no clearence, I nurture this track like Amish parents Got requests from retail stores, for my appearence First we target it, then they market it, to kill ya artist wit The hungry shark, contra hit, whoevers starting shit Got as many rap soldiers for how much this record ships Fuck them niggaz you record with, I make them forfit Send a bomb rap fed ex inside ya office, Son we build and deliver, came to build with the Gza check the chorus from the Rza, the real album spitta Me and my street team be holding congress meetings Audio visual video treatments internationally speaking Got managers scared to shop you, ready to drop you It's the comming of the newest hip hop christ to pop you Try the BDS and soundskins from war fans Ya whole roster can't take on, one Sun of Man Get ya street team, get ya sickest out, put ya posters up Boost ya bucket up, still Razah gonna fuck it up! Rza: You crunchy chump crabs get crumbled up like crack rock fuck wit the Wu we bustin ya whole snot box Throw ya right ear and ya bitch up in a zip lock Spazzola to ya fury form of hip hop Gza: Industrialize niggaz change soon as ya get in Throw em on a auction block, CEOs bidding Highest price paid, for those wack rhymes made It's overrated, cut off, never reinstated I be fruitful, and multiply with marvelous tales Feed the hungry MCs who be starving as hell I laid the first verse and quenched a dry ass niggaz thirst Who drank my wisdom up like water, till his stomach burst Full tank, with the premium quality raps Mickey mouse niggaz get caught on the trap Ya cottonelle kids from scottsdale, ya cleanex Looking like rockwell wearing V-Necks Ya learn from this earn from this Niggaz getting tossed and turned for this and burned for this Extort from a thousands degrees of live MCs I melt ya niggaz down to the size of fleas Timbo King: The microphonus, collect the bonus, aiyo we on this House niggaz verse the homeless Ten to one, Tim's the one Royal famous, the verbal painless The dark gallery, million dollar pictures Import from poor to riches, leanin on doors We move across the broklyn bridge doing 60 Illegal driving, from dusk to red dawn The Gza/Genius, Wu-tang we live long Dreddy Kruger: True indeed, I hook tracks like my seed Persona, wack MCs do me notta King solomon the great came to evaporate the fake Yeah you, you know your power-U Ya reconize the voice, it's that nigga from the Wu Every dart I spit gets mastered and promoted Ya just been demoted, cause ya sweet and sugar coated, ya folded Ya style is half stale and half molded, so mold it Rza: You crunchy chump crabs get crumbled up like crack rock fuck wit the Wu we bustin ya whole snot box Throw ya right ear and ya bitch up in a zip lock Spazzola to ya fury form of hip hop