Publicity
GZA/Genius Lyrics


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Who be first to catch this Beat Down?

My rap pages be The Source

Ego trip remain victory and no loss

Rap sheet show you details of wars in streets
Where the most live, catch vibe and blaze heat

Double XL kings who rush through, got right on

Quick to stress ya, sound crew to get a mic on

Math lets the plates spin, consecutive hits, promoters' face grin

The dawn catch fist, keep the paper direct wire

See them jake be tire, unlike the story

That Echoes out with chronic liars

Like those who feast on hogs, eat murder dogs

A village voice kid with his heart and soul calm

Killa bees produce the honey, that fortify the platinum

Plus the DJ claws fiend to scratch them

Thus street team takes shots of criticism

Promotional vehicles wiffin' wit' mad rhythm

With the lockout of one of our source sports

We spice the stand and launch the stage on the ball court

During the first half, number one draft

Rap lords, swing swords, slam microphone, shatter billboards

Forty-eight in sight, after inhalin' the herb

Vision impaired, when the silhouette emerged

One nut out the clan

Get your whole click banned from radio, PD's cut your raps man

Forcin' me to move on from one world to another

On the gulf, from the fuel Jet to hover

Take cover wit the radical, Urban Latino

No Hip-Hop connection wit' us and Janet Reno

I do an interview and they aim to trace my essence

To know more than is necessary blunts your weapon

My group's nova, remain unsober

And serve high times wit' king cobras

I shoulder low-post MC's, your whole style la feast?

Second to get your word up, then the troops unleash

Creative low fling, to the grand opening

Wit my ray gun scoping, you're hoping

Uniforms be fridged when they walk the Black Beat

in the heat, of razors exposin' fresh meat

In bedrock and gambling, Rolling Stone, out of zone

Where they can't monitor my 'xact poem

Collide wit' the Tiger Beat, rappin' raga





Ebony eyes, folks see the saga

Overall Meaning

The song "Publicity" by GZA/Genius is a commentary on the rap industry and the way it operates. The opening lines, "Who be first to catch this beat down? My rap pages be the source, ego trip remain victory and no loss," suggest that GZA is the one in control, dictating the rhythm and pace of the song. He also boasts about his superior raps that are the basis of the song.


The lyrics continue to touch on the violence that often accompanies rap music, with GZA referencing wars in the streets and the need to catch the vibe and blaze heat. He also notes the power of rap music to create hits and promoters' eagerness to capitalize on them. GZA then pivots to the industry's fixation on money and power, contrasting it with his own calm soul.


The song touches on several other topics, including the Wu-Tang Clan's unique approach to music production, the role of DJs, the criticisms leveled at street teams, and the impact of censorship on rap music. Throughout, GZA maintains a sense of control and confidence, positioning himself as a leader in the rap world.


Line by Line Meaning

Who be first to catch this beat down?
Who will be the first to challenge me on this sick beat?


My rap pages be the source, ego trip remain victory and no loss
My rap lyrics are the inspiration for others to follow, my confidence in my abilities keeps me ahead of my competition.


Rap sheet show you details of wars in streets
My lyrics are a detailed account of the violence and conflict experienced in the inner city.


Where the most live, catch vibe and blaze heat
Where the majority struggle to survive, my music is a reflection of their experiences and emotions.


Double XL kings who rush through, got right on
Proud and confident in their skills, successful rappers keep pushing forward.


Quick to stress ya, sound crew to get a mic on
Demanding and intimidating, they make sure their voice is heard.


Math lets the plates spin
DJ skills are a form of art and expression.


Consecutive hits, promoters' face grin, the dawn catch fist
A series of successes makes the rap artist the darling of promoters, and a true champion of the industry.


Keep the paper direct wire, see them Jake be tire
Money talks directly to the authorities, ensuring that they keep their distance.


Unlike the story that echoes out with chronic liars
The real stories of violence and struggle are not told by those who make up false tales.


Like those who feast on hogs, eat murder dogs
Those who commit heinous acts of violence cannot be trusted.


A village voice kid with his heart and soul calm
A young rapper with a quiet intensity and heartfelt emotion.


Killa bees produce the honey, that fortify the platinum
The Wu-Tang Clan creates success, wealth, and power through their artistic talent.


Plus the DJ claws fiend to scratch them
The DJ is an integral part of the team, tirelessly perfecting their craft.


Thus street team takes shots of criticism
Rappers have to weather public criticism and scrutiny, but they keep pushing forward.


Promotional vehicles wiffin' wit mad rhythm
The promotional machine of the rap industry never stops, using music to sell music.


With the lockout of one of our source sports
A reference to the NBA lockout, which had a personal impact on the artist.


We spice the stand and launch the stage on the ball court
The artists take action to provoke change, and use their platform to make a statement.


During the first half, number one draft
The first half of the rap game is dominated by the best rappers, just like in basketball.


Rap Lords, swing swords, slam microphone, shatter billboards
The best rappers are true warriors, creating wildly successful music that shatters records and expectations.


Forty-eight in sight, after inhaling' the herb
The aftermath of drug use can have negative consequences.


Vision impaired, when the silhouette emerged
Drugs can blur reality, making it difficult to discern the truth.


One nut out the clan, get your whole click banned
One rogue member can ruin the success of the entire group.


From radio, PD's cut your raps man
Radio stations and other music industry gatekeepers can make or break an artist's career.


Forcin' me to move on from one world to another
The rap artist has to adapt to new challenges and obstacles as they arise.


On the gulf, from the fuel jet to hover
Traveling on the water, observing the world from a unique vantage point.


Take cover wit the radical, Urban Latino
Working with open-minded and progressive artists who can help to achieve success in a constantly changing world.


No hip-hop connection wit us and Janet Reno
The artist wants to distance themselves from misunderstanding or misrepresentation by those in power.


I do an interview and they aim to trace my essence
The media scrutinizes the artist, searching for clues to help understand their methods and success.


To know more than is necessary blunts your weapon
The less that people know about the artist, the more powerful their music becomes.


My group's nova, remain unsober
The Wu-Tang Clan is always innovating and creating new music, while remaining true to their iconic style.


And serve high times wit king cobras
Enjoying the most powerful and potent of experiences.


I shoulder low post MC's, your whole style la feast
I easily overcome even the most talented rappers.


Second to get your word up, then the troops unleash
The artist patiently waits their turn, then unleashes an unstoppable flood of lyrics and energy.


Creative low fling, to the grand opening
The artist is always pushing the boundaries of what is possible, even in the most routine situations.


Wit my ray gun scoping, you're hoping
Confident and in control, the artist seems almost superhuman.


Uniforms be fridged when they walk the black beat
The police are cold and unfeeling as they patrol dangerous and crime-ridden neighborhoods.


In the heat, of razors exposin' fresh meat
There is constant danger and violence on the streets.


In bedrock and gambling, rolling stone, out of zone
The rap artist is constantly on the move, never staying in one place for long.


Where they can't monitor my 'xact poem
The artist wants to remain free to create, away from external scrutiny or control.


Collide wit the tiger beat, rapping raga, ebony eyes, folks see the saga
A diverse and multicultural artist, the intersection of different worlds and perspectives is what makes the artist unique and interesting.




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Who be first to catch this Beat Down?
My RapPages be The Source
Ego Trip remain victory, and no loss
Rap Sheet show you Details of wars in streets
Where the most live, catch Vibe and Blaze heat
Double XL kings who rush through, got Right On
Quick to Stress ya, sound crew to get a mic on
Math lets the plates Spin
Consecutive hits, promoters' face grin
The dawn catch fist, keep the paper direct wire, see MJ retire
Unlike the story that echoes out from chronic liars
Like those who feast on hogs, eat Murder Dogs
A Village Voice kid with his heart and soul calm
Killa bees produce the honey, that fortify the platinum
Plus the DJ claws fiend to scratch them
Thus street team take shots at criticism
Promotional vehicles wiffin wit mad rhythm
With the lockout of one of our Source Sports
We spice the stand and launch the stage on the ball court
During the first half, number one draft
Rap lords, swing swords, slam microphone, shatter Billboards
Forty-eight in sight, after inhalin the herb
Vision impaired, when the silhouette emerged
One nut out the Clan
Get your whole click banned from radio
PD's cut your raps man
Forcin me to move on from one world to another
On the gulf, from the fuel Jet to hover
Take cover wit the radical, Urban Latino
No Hip-Hop Connection wit Us and Janet Reno
I do an interview and they aim to trace my Essence
To know more than is necessary blunts your weapon
My group's Nova, remain unsober
And serve High Times wit king cobras
I shoulder low-post MC's, your whole style? lafeast?
Second to get your Word Up, then the troops unleash
Creative? low fling?, to the grand opening
Wit my ray gun scoping, you're hoping
Uniforms be fridged when they walk the Black Beat
In the heat, of razors exposin fresh meat
In Bedrock and Gambling - Rolling Stone, out of zone
Where they can't monitor my 'xact poem
Collide wit the Tiger Beat, rappin raga
Ebony eyes, folks see the saga



All comments from YouTube:

Josh Appetite

I will never, ever forget the first time I heard this song. It was one of the most amazing things I've ever heard

Rico

same.. and it still gives me goosebumps in 2021

The Plague

I heard it in a skate video best stuff ever

Michel Lemire

@The Plague grind session?

Michel Lemire

Before i heard this song ive disliked hip hop... due to Fifty Cent and Shawna Paul(even if he is more dancehall lol)

Jason

@Michel Lemire don't put Sean Paul in that smh

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Stof Robson

Can't believe I have never heard this song before. Like a gift from the past

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BigMahkmood

I'm gonna be 50 and still bumping this album. long live the Wu

yeepee dooo

man, u know what great music is

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