When it comes to thought provoking, street-bred raw lyricism, the Wu-Tang Clan's fountain of wisdom, GZA takes his job very seriously. The way he crafts his double-edged rhyme flow mirrors the skill and precise technique of one who works with fine ceramics. GZA's metaphoric and multi-layered lyrics are often touted by critics as his rap name implies; genius.
Born in Brooklyn, NY and raised in every borough of New York City, The GZA's workmanship can be found three albums deep with classics dating back to 1991 including the albums Words From The Genius, the gold-selling Liquid Swords and Beneath The Surface. Before his days of microphone notoriety, GZA found himself, during the early ages of rap music, travelling throughout New York City sharpening his rap skills in scattered rhyme battles. "I've studied rap in every borough," the GZA says proudly. "I've been rhyming before a lot of these cats out here were born. We've [Wu Tang Clan] always drank, ate and slept hip-hop. I love it." On his latest blockbuster album Legend Of The Liquid Sword, The GZA makes reference to his hip- hop foundation on the reflective Fam (Members Only) "I grew up around B-Boys, DJs, MCs, through rap, never thinking in ways of TV," the Genius raps. "It was strictly all about magnificent rhyme clout."
During GZA's travels, he encountered other rap veterans that recognized his promise and helped to nurture his talent. "I watched a lot of people come up that are big now," Genius says earnestly. "I used to make demo tapes with cats that rocked with Russell Simmons and people like that. The history goes so far back; I've always been really focused on writing dope rhymes."
The GZA's dream of perfection has been realized once again on his fourth album to date. Legend Of The Liquid Sword not only regains the powerful momentum started by the last three releases, it adds to the Genius' verbal legacy with uncompromising integrity. Heat-seeking darts like the introspective, Auto Bio where GZA breaks down the elements of his life that created the man he is and the crime thriller Luminal.
What has always set The GZA apart from the ordinary is his ability to create complex images with simple context. In the same way it's said that a picture is worth a thousand words, Genius assembles his words to create thousands of vivid pictures. "I don't like to just be simple," he explains. "Even though some of my stuff can seem simple at times, I like to write in a way that when you listen to it over and over again, you hear something new and it requires you to think." Legend Of The Liquid Sword does just that. Whether the listener gets captured by the vocal acrobatics of Santi White (who has written songs for Res) on GZA's Stay In Line or the authentic old school soul production on the masterpiece Animal Planet, Genius weaves satisfying brain food through his lyrics. In his phenomenally cerebral use of metaphors, The Genius flawlessly equates human city dwellers to animals in the jungle onAnimal Planet , which was produced by rhythm doctor Bink (who has produced heavyweight joints for Fat Joe, Nate Dogg, Mr. Cheeks and Faith Evans). With beats by fellow Wu Tang brother RZA, Jaz-O (Jay-Z's Reasonable Doubt album), DJ Muggs (who has produced for Cypress Hill, Mobb Deep), Wu producer Mathematics (Ol' Dirty Bastard, Method Man, Sunz of Man), Arabian Knight and other sonic masterminds, GZA's talents come across even heavier. On the adrenaline raising Hip Hop call to arms, Knock, Knock (the album's shining debut single), The GZA asks on the chorus, "knock, knock, who the f*** is banging at my door, is it abstract, commercial or hardcore?" In his signature way of ill rhyme construction, GZA further defines the parameters of whatrap music should be.
Don't call GZA's comeback just a comeback, it's a return of an entirely revolutionary thought process. "When we did Back In The Game on the Wu-Tang Iron Flag album, I did a verse about gambling," he explains solidly. "I didn't want to be 'back in the game' or 'back on the block,' that's typical. I made it all metaphorical." It's those same metaphors that makes the Genius' liquid sword a living legend in it's own time.
Name: GZA/Genius
Real Name: Gary Grice
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wu banga 101
GZA/Genius Lyrics
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I move with the speed and strength of ants
Identical in form with the Beez they swarm
Hold up the cold current appear warm
My first verbal brawl, started on some yes yes y'all
To the beat y'all, break your windshield, your jeep stall
Mr. Traffic, dumbin' shit, from ecclesiastic
Cashier, holding out, fine, cut off the plastic
Carved out, in the giant landscape, of broken rocks
Whether heard in herb spots, jukebox or malt shops
Uncut live, drop eighty-five, in one shot
Spotlight hits the metal mic, majority stare
Heard the Wu snare, while my iris cut down the glare
Walk a road the great length you find too long to measure
My Clan a make me rhyme like D. Banner under pressure
No surprise, double disc touched five
Those elements, kept environments colonized
With the high flying death-defying flow like the Rebel
Right there, but you're one light year, from my level
Uh-huh, yeah, yo, check it, yo
Bottles goin' off in the church, we broke the wine
Slapped the pastor, didn't know Pop had asthma
He pulled out his blue bible, change fell out his coat
Three condoms, two dice, one bag of dope
Ooh! Rev ain't right, his church ain't right
Deacon is a pimp, tell by his eyes
Mrs. Parks said, "Brother Starks, meet you at the numbers spot
Heard you got red tops out, and I want a lot"
Shirley fainted dead on the spot
Two ushers slipped eighty dollars right out the pot
Oh shit!
Egyptian, brown skin brown suede Timbs
Masquerading X-rated throw blades, all occasions
Round nozzle touchdown, Häagen-Dazs gobbles White House
Gucci flag on the roof, call us rock groups
Mere intelligent, buy Nieman Marc' it out
No doubt, all we saw he bought, Lori mom's all blow
Was simple, blamp instrumentals run camps the stamps get you
The way we lamp, fans come and get you
Play, fullback strapped like a fuck, war at
The black, Carlo Gambino's stash house in Hackensack
Pack capsules, Green Bay 'em lay 'em down like wax do
It's all actual we build, like Crash Crew
Coconut, incense, one sentence, hey yo
Control the holy flinch hit this, new whips
Roman numerals, sun splash them niggas like, Tango and Cash
Alcatraz cats roll out fast
Wu thousand nothing but hardcore
We trying to get land riches and more
Ghost put me on to it
We just do it, floss or whatever
Take care of the business, there's too many roughnecks
Give two of these to Flex, tell him it's real rap like Ghost
Had to beat niggas with toast
Clubs V.I. clientele we lay it down flat
Poot out on y'all kid, now where your mans at?
Faking the real like, "Damn I can't stand Cappa'"
Then my wardrobe flooded the next chapter
Y'all heard about us like we heard about you
Bless the mic with reality, hit you with the virtue
Calm down not tryin' to hurt you, burst through
That shit, fatter than all y'all niggas outfits
We the glitch like Y2K
Catch the ball when it drop, guns pop, y'all have a nice day
"Doctor Kanabuta, Iron Man, he is invincible
His remarkable armor is supreme!"
Yo
Sometimes I'm liable to spazz and break fool
Grab my gun, select one, snatch son
Put the barrel by his face, blast one by his eardrum
Piss run, you drop thinking you shot
Screaming like a bitch, kicks to your face
Shots to the body that shake like the bass
I'm Ghostfaced up, military style down
'Nough ammunitions of rounds across the chest
Skip to the intro, rap through po'
Smashed a fresh ball of wax Caesar
Flashy penthouse that overlooks the vista
Wally Moc' have tie, swimming trunks
Three chunks of ice sit in Johnny Walker for advice
Catch the moment, fundraiser at will, work with the homeless
Polish diamond edge, Flintstone shit, sealed in a comb pick
Carefully, swing the B seven series Christmas lights
Too bright Ghost is coming y'all fix the mirrors
Relax like pudding, confidence strangle my man couldn't
Exile he no longer in the hood
Bless the kid that max the most
Me I turn a wedding into hoax
Roses tied to bombs on posts
On commercial breaks, piss in the apple juice
Rasta nigga rock the big do's
Jiffy Pop it's only chant Wu
The song "Wu Banga 101" by GZA/Genius features lyrics that showcase the artist's skills and experiences. The lyrics talk about different topics ranging from music, drugs, religion, to violence. GZA/Genius introduces himself with the first lines stating his advanced skills and technicalities in music, comparing himself to ants due to his fast pace and strength. He then talks about his first rap battle, which was started with the famous catchphrase "yes yes y'all." The artist also mentions the Wu-Tang Clan, referring to them as a monument in hip-hop, stating that their music can be heard in various locations, while also aiming to inspire others with his rebellious flow. The song also introduces a new style of rapping and incorporates different instruments, making it stand out.
The lyrics in "Wu Banga 101" showcase GZA/Genius's deep understanding of the hip-hop culture, where he mentions various objects and scenarios that are commonly associated with the genre, such as ecclesiastical attire, malt shops, and jukeboxes. The song also highlights GZA/Genius's poetic nature, with lines such as "Walk a road the great length you find too long to measure, My Clan a make me rhyme like D. Banner under pressure." The artist uses metaphorical language to talk about his struggles and references popular culture to create an innovative style of rapping. The lyrics, therefore, show GZA/Genius's expertise in music, his passion for the genre, and his creative mind.
Line by Line Meaning
Yo, too advanced, Digi' stance, made the CD enhanced
I am incredibly skilled and innovative, my style is cutting-edge and I have elevated this CD to a new level
I move with the speed and strength of ants
I am agile and powerful, like an army of ants
Identical in form with the Beez they swarm
My crew and I are united and organized, like a swarm of bees
Hold up the cold current appear warm
We may seem calm and collected, but there's a hidden intensity beneath the surface
My first verbal brawl, started on some yes yes y'all
I began my career with a lively rap battle
To the beat y'all, break your windshield, your jeep stall
I rap aggressively and with such force that it can shatter windows and disable vehicles
Mr. Traffic, dumbin' shit, from ecclesiastic
I am like a skilled conductor, controlling the flow of traffic and delivering impactful lyrics
Cashier, holding out, fine, cut off the plastic
I am metaphorically handing out money, excluding anything fake or artificial
See the logo? A monument in hip-hop
The Wu-Tang Clan's symbol is a significant and iconic representation in the world of hip-hop
Carved out, in the giant landscape, of broken rocks
We have established our presence in the rough and challenging environment of the music industry
Whether heard in herb spots, jukebox or malt shops
Our music is enjoyed and played in various establishments and settings
Uncut live, drop eighty-five, in one shot
I perform live, delivering a raw and impressive performance in a single take
Spotlight hits the metal mic, majority stare
As I step into the spotlight and grab the microphone, most people are captivated and fixated on me
Heard the Wu snare, while my iris cut down the glare
As the distinctive sound of the Wu-Tang Clan's snare drum fills the air, my eyes focus and eliminate any distractions
Walk a road the great length you find too long to measure
I have embarked on a journey that is so significant and impactful that its true extent cannot be easily quantified
My Clan a make me rhyme like D. Banner under pressure
The members of my Wu-Tang Clan push me to rap with such power and intensity, like the Incredible Hulk under pressure
No surprise, double disc touched five
It's not surprising that my double album achieved significant commercial success, reaching the top five on the charts
Those elements, kept environments colonized
Our unique musical elements and style have allowed us to dominate and influence various musical environments
With the high flying death-defying flow like the Rebel
My flow is daring and dangerous, like a rebel taking risks
Right there, but you're one light year, from my level
Even though you may be close by, you are light-years away from reaching my level of skill and talent
Bottles goin' off in the church, we broke the wine
There is chaos and disturbance in the church, as we disrupt the traditional and conservative atmosphere
Slapped the pastor, didn't know Pop had asthma
I impulsively hit the pastor, unaware that he has asthma
He pulled out his blue bible, change fell out his coat
The pastor reveals his true nature by unexpectedly dropping illicit items from his coat
Three condoms, two dice, one bag of dope
Among the items that fell out of the pastor's coat were condoms, dice, and drugs, revealing his sinful and hypocritical behavior
Rev ain't right, his church ain't right
The reverend is corrupt and immoral, and his church reflects his wrongdoing
Deacon is a pimp, tell by his eyes
The deacon is involved in exploitative behavior, evident through his deceptive gaze
Mrs. Parks said, 'Brother Starks, meet you at the numbers spot
Mrs. Parks, a character with a shady reputation, arranges to meet Brother Starks at a location associated with illegal gambling
Heard you got red tops out, and I want a lot'
Mrs. Parks has heard that Brother Starks is selling drugs and wants to buy a large quantity
Shirley fainted dead on the spot
Shirley, shocked by the revelations and morally corrupt situation, collapses immediately
Two ushers slipped eighty dollars right out the pot
Two church ushers discreetly stole eighty dollars from the collection plate
Egyptian, brown skin brown suede Timbs
I have a strong and culturally rich identity, symbolized by my Egyptian heritage and choice of footwear
Masquerading X-rated throw blades, all occasions
I conceal my true intentions and skills, particularly in combat, by posing as someone of explicit nature. I use throwing knives for various purposes
Round nozzle touchdown, Häagen-Dazs gobbles White House
I handle a round-shaped gun with precision, while also referencing a brand of ice cream devouring the White House, symbolizing my power and influence
Gucci flag on the roof, call us rock groups
We are like successful rock bands, proudly displaying a Gucci flag on our rooftop
Mere intelligent, buy Nieman Marc' it out
I am not just intelligent, but also wealthy enough to shop at high-end luxury stores like Nieman Marcus
No doubt, all we saw he bought, Lori mom's all blow
Lori's mother is aware that all the extravagant purchases we made were made with drug money
Was simple, blamp instrumentals run camps the stamps get you
The process was straightforward - we simply used impactful instrumentals to establish our dominance and gain respect
The way we lamp, fans come and get you
The way we shine and radiate our talent, fans are drawn to us and passionately support us
Play, fullback strapped like a fuck, war at
I play a prominent and assertive role, fully prepared for conflict and ready to engage in warfare
The black, Carlo Gambino's stash house in Hackensack
In the criminal underworld, I am deeply involved, even having ties to infamous mobster Carlo Gambino's secret storage location in Hackensack
Pack capsules, Green Bay 'em lay 'em down like wax do
I pack drugs, distribute them like the Green Bay Packers lay down their opponents, effortlessly and with precision
It's all actual we build, like Crash Crew
Everything we do is real and authentic, just like the legendary hip-hop group Crash Crew
Coconut, incense, one sentence, hey yo
My style is diverse and captivating, like the combination of coconut and incense. I can express powerful messages in a single sentence
Control the holy flinch hit this, new whips
I have the ability to command the attention and awe of even the most devout individuals, and I can obtain luxurious cars at will
Roman numerals, sun splash them niggas like, Tango and Cash
Using Roman numerals, I effortlessly outshine and outperform other individuals, just like the characters Tango and Cash in the film of the same name
Alcatraz cats roll out fast
My crew, akin to escapees from Alcatraz, make a swift and impressive departure
Wu thousand nothing but hardcore
The Wu-Tang Clan represents intense and uncompromising hardcore rap
We trying to get land riches and more
Our goal is to acquire wealth, property, and other valuable assets
Ghost put me on to it
Ghostface Killah introduced me to this lucrative opportunity or idea
We just do it, floss or whatever
We take action and excel, whether it involves showing off or any other endeavor
Take care of the business, there's too many roughnecks
We prioritize handling our responsibilities because there are too many tough and aggressive individuals causing trouble
Give two of these to Flex, tell him it's real rap like Ghost
I give two rap verses to DJ Funkmaster Flex as a demonstration of authentic and raw rap, similar to Ghostface Killah's style
Had to beat niggas with toast
I had to physically confront and harm individuals, using a gun (referred to as 'toast')
Clubs V.I. clientele we lay it down flat
When we enter exclusive clubs, we bring high-profile customers and effortlessly dominate the scene
Poot out on y'all kid, now where your mans at?
We will ruthlessly and unexpectedly expose your weaknesses, leaving you vulnerable and questioning the loyalty of your associates
Faking the real like, 'Damn I can't stand Cappa'
Individuals who pretend to be genuine cannot tolerate the authenticity and talent of Cappadonna, one of our members
Then my wardrobe flooded the next chapter
My impeccable sense of style and fashion completely overshadowed the previous trend, setting the stage for a new era
Y'all heard about us like we heard about you
We have gained widespread recognition and reputation, just as we are aware of the existence and reputation of others in the industry
Bless the mic with reality, hit you with the virtue
I bring authenticity and truth to my music, hitting listeners with powerful and morally upright messages
Calm down not tryin' to hurt you, burst through
I want you to relax and not feel threatened, but I will still break through and make an impact
That shit, fatter than all y'all niggas outfits
My skills and presence are more impressive and influential than anything you could wear or portray
We the glitch like Y2K
We cause disruptions and chaos similar to the anticipated Y2K computer glitch
Catch the ball when it drop, guns pop, y'all have a nice day
When the opportunity presents itself, we seize it and engage in gunfire, leaving you to face the consequences
Sometimes I'm liable to spazz and break fool
Occasionally, I become prone to losing control and acting foolishly and erratically
Grab my gun, select one, snatch son
I quickly reach for my weapon, carefully choosing one and taking control of the situation
Put the barrel by his face, blast one by his eardrum
I position the gun's barrel near the person's face and fire a shot close to their eardrum
Piss run, you drop thinking you shot
In a state of fear, you urinate and drop to the ground, mistakenly believing that you hit your target
Screaming like a bitch, kicks to your face
You cry out in a high-pitched, terrified manner as I deliver forceful kicks to your face
Shots to the body that shake like the bass
My gunshots strike your body with such power that it rattles and vibrates like the heavy bass in music
I'm Ghostfaced up, military style down
I embody the persona of Ghostface Killah, dressed and equipped in a manner reminiscent of military tactics
'Nough ammunitions of rounds across the chest
I have enough ammunition and bullets strapped across my chest, prepared for any situation
Skip to the intro, rap through po'
Let's skip to the introduction of the song and continue rapping vigorously
Smashed a fresh ball of wax Caesar
I destroyed and defeated an opponent in a battle, symbolizing it as a fresh ball of wax representing Julius Caesar
Flashy penthouse that overlooks the vista
I live in a luxurious penthouse apartment that offers a breathtaking view
Wally Moc' have tie, swimming trunks
I wear designer Italian shoes with a stylish tie, even when I go swimming
Three chunks of ice sit in Johnny Walker for advice
I have three large diamond jewelry pieces that are so valuable they can be used as a form of currency, showing off my wealth and using them as a source of guidance
Catch the moment, fundraiser at will, work with the homeless
I seize opportunities, actively participate in fundraising events, and contribute my efforts to assist the homeless
Polish diamond edge, Flintstone shit, sealed in a comb pick
I sharpen and refine my skills to a level comparable to a polished diamond, overcoming obstacles with ease, and use a comb pick to keep my appearance and style flawless
Carefully, swing the B seven series Christmas lights
In a meticulous and calculated manner, I drive a luxurious BMW 7 Series car adorned with Christmas lights that symbolize my extravagance
Too bright Ghost is coming y'all fix the mirrors
I shine brightly, representing the essence of Ghostface Killah, and those around me need to align themselves and adjust their perspectives
Relax like pudding, confidence strangle my man couldn't
I remain calm and composed, exuding confidence. My aura is so overwhelming that it suffocates and overwhelms anyone who challenges me
Exile he no longer in the hood
Exile, formerly part of the Wu-Tang Clan, has moved on from his previous neighborhood and life
Bless the kid that max the most
I acknowledge and recognize the kid who achieves the greatest success and accomplishment
Me I turn a wedding into hoax
I have the power to disrupt and turn a joyful celebration like a wedding into a chaotic and deceptive situation
Roses tied to bombs on posts
I attach roses to explosives as a symbol of beauty and destruction, planting them on posts to cause havoc
On commercial breaks, piss in the apple juice
During breaks in the entertainment industry, I engage in provocative and rebellious acts, such as urinating in apple juice
Rasta nigga rock the big do's
I, as a Rastafarian, proudly wear large dreadlocks, symbolizing my cultural and spiritual beliefs
Jiffy Pop it's only chant Wu
When the Wu-Tang Clan makes their presence known, it's like the popping sound of Jiffy Pop popcorn, a distinct and recognizable chant
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Corey Woods, Darryl Hill, Dennis Coles, Elgin E Turner, Gary E Grice, Jason S Hunter, Ronald M Bean
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Max Pearlman
Uh-huh, yeah, yo, check it, yo
Bottles goin' off in the church, we broke the wine
Slapped the pastor, didn't know Pop had asthma
He pulled out his blue bible, change fell out his coat
Three condoms, two dice, one bag of dope
Ooh! Rev ain't right, his church ain't right
Deacon is a pimp, tell by his eyes
Mrs. Parks said, "Brother Starks, meet you at the numbers spot
Heard you got red tops out, and I want a lot"
Shirley fainted dead on the spot
Two ushers slipped eighty dollars right out the pot
Oh shit!
Basically what this means...
Ghost is a problem
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Lyrics
[Verse 1: GZA]
Yo, too advanced, Digi' stance, made the CD enhanced
I move with the speed and strength of ants
Identical in form with the Bees they swarm
Hold up, the cold current appear warm
My first verbal brawl, started on some yes yes y'all
To the beat y'all, break your windshield, your jeep stall
Mr. Traffic, dumbing shit, from ecclesiastic
Cashier, holding out, fine, cut off the plastic
See the logo? A monument in Hip Hop
Carved out, in the giant landscape, of broken rocks
Whether heard in herb spots, jukebox or malt shops
Uncut live, drop eighty-five, in one shot
Spotlight hits the metal mic, majority stare
Heard the Wu snare, while my iris cut down the glare
Walk a road the great length you find too long to measure
My Clan'll make me rhyme like D. Banner under pressure
No surprise, double disc touched five
Those elements, kept environments colonized
With the high flying death-defying flow like the Rebel
Right there, but you're one light year, from my level
[Verse 2: Ghostface Killah]
Uh-huh.. yeah.. yo.. check it.. yo..
Bottles going off in the church, we broke the wine
Slapped the pastor, didn't know Pop had asthma
He pulled out his blue bible, change fell out his coat
Three condoms, two dice, one bag of dope
Ooh! Rev. ain't right, his church ain't right
Deacon is a pimp, tell by his ice
Mrs. Parks said, "Brother Starks, meet you at the numbers spot
Heard you got red tops out, and I want a lot"
Shirley fainted dead on the spot
Two ushers slipped eighty dollars right out the pot
Oh shit!
[Verse 3: Raekwon]
Egyptian, brown skin brown suede Timbs
Masquerading X-rated throw blades, all occasions
Round nozzle touchdown, Haagen-Dazs goggles White House
Gucci flag on the roof, call us rock groups
Mere intelligent, buy Neiman Marcus out
No doubt, all we saw he bought, Lori mom's all blow
Was simple, blamp instrumentals run camps the stamps get you
The way we lamp, fans come and get you
Play, fullback strapped like a fuck, war at
The black, Carlo Gambino's stash house in Hackensack
Pack capsules, Green Bay 'em lay 'em down like wax do
It's all actual we build, like Crash Crew
Coconut, incense, one sentence, ayo
Control the holy flinch hit this, new whips
Roman numerals, sun splash them niggas like, Tango and Cash
Alcatraz cats roll out fast..
[Verse 4: Cappadonna]
Wu thousand nothing but hardcore
We trying to get land riches and more
Ghost put me on to it
We just do it, floss or whatever
Take care of the business, there's too many roughnecks
Give two of these to Flex, tell him it's real rap like Ghost
Had to beat niggas with toast
Cause we got clientele, we lay it down flat
Pulled out on y'all kid, now where your mans at?
Faking the real like, "Damn I can't stand Cappa'"
Then my wardrobe flooded the next chapter
Y'all heard about us like we heard about you
Bless the mic with reality, hit you with the virtue
Calm down not trying to hurt you, burst through
Fat shit, fatter than all y'all nigga’s outfits
We the glitch like Y2K
Catch the ball when it drop, guns pop, y'all have a nice day
"Doctor Kanabuta, Iron Man, he is invincible
His remarkable armor is supreme!"
[Verse 5: Masta Killa]
Yo, sometimes I'm liable to spaz and break fool
Grab my gun, select one, snatch son
Put the barrel by his face, blast one by his eardrum
Piss run, you drop thinking you're shot
Screaming like a bitch, kicks to your face
Shots to the body that shake like the bass
I'm Ghostfaced up, military style down
Nuff ammunitions of rounds across the chest
[Verse 6: Ghostface Killah]
Skip to the intro, rap through post
Smashed a fresh ball of wax Caesar
Flashy penthouse that overlooks the vista
Wally Moc' half tied, swimming trunks
Three chunks of ice sit in Johnny Walker for advice
Catch the moment, fundraiser at will, work with the homeless
Polish diamond edge, Flintstone shit, sealed in a comb pick
Carefully, swing the B seven series Christmas lights
Too bright, Ghost is coming y'all fix the mirrors
Relax like pudding, confidence strangle my man couldn't
Exile he no longer in the hood
Bless the kid that max the most
Me I turn a wedding into hoax
Roses tied to bombs on posts
On commercial breaks, piss in the apple juice
Rasta nigga rock the big do's
Jiffy Pop it's only chant Wu
Leiva Joaquin
[Verse 1: GZA]
Yo, too advanced, Digi' stance, made the CD enhanced
I move with the speed and strength of ants
Identical in form with the Bees they swarm
Hold up, the cold current appear warm
My first verbal brawl, started on some yes yes y'all
To the beat y'all, break your windshield, your jeep stall
Mr. Traffic, dumbin shit, from ecclesiastic
Cashier, holdin out, fine, cut off the plastic
See the logo? A monument in hip-hop
Carved out, in the giant landscape of broken rocks
Whether heard in herb spots, jukebox or malt shops
Uncut live, drop eighty-five, in one shot
Spotlight hits the metal mic, majority stare
Heard the Wu snare, while my iris cut down the glare
Walk a road the great length you find too long to measure
My Clan'll make me rhyme like D. Banner under pressure
No surprise, double disc touched five
Those elements kept environments colonized
With the high flying depth-defying flow like the Rebel
Right there, but you're one light year from my level
[Verse 2: Ghostface Killah]
Uh-huh.. yeah.. yo.. check it.. yo..
Bottles goin' off in the church, we broke the wine
Slapped the pastor, didn't know Pop had asthma
He pulled out his blue bible, change fell out his coat
Three condoms, two dice, one bag of dope
Oooh! Rev. ain't right, his church ain't right
Deacon is a pimp, tell by his ice
Mrs. Parks said, "Brother Starks, meet you at the numbers spot
Heard you got red tops out, and I want a lot"
Shirley fainted dead on the spot
Two ushers slipped eighty dollars right out the pot
Oh shit!
[Verse 3: Raekwon]
Egyptian, brown skin brown suede Timbs
Masqueradin X-rated throw blades, all occasions
Round nozzle touchdown, Haagen-Daas goggles White House
Gucci flag on the roof, call us rock groups
Mere intelligent, buy Neimann Marcus out
No doubt, all we saw he bought, Lori mom's all blow
Was simple, blamp instrumentals run camps the stamps get you
The way we lamp, fans come and get you
Play, fullback strapped like a fuck, war at
The black, Carlo Gambino's stash house in Hackensack
Pack capsules, Green Bay 'em lay 'em down like wax do
It's all actual we build, like Crash Crew
Coconut, incense, one sentence, aiyyo
Control the holy flinch hit this, new whips
Roman numerals, sun splash them niggas like, Tango and Cash
Alcatraz cats roll out fast..
[Verse 4: Cappadonna]
Wu thousand nuthin but hardcore
We tryin to get land riches and more
Ghost put me on to it
We just do it, floss or whatever
Take care of the business, there's too many roughnecks
Give two of these to Flex, tell him it's real rap like Ghost
Had to beat niggas with toast
'Cause we got clientele, we lay it down flat
Pulled out on y'all kid, now where your mans at?
Fakin the real like, "Damn I can't stand Cappa'"
Then my wardrobe flooded the next chapter
Y'all heard about us like we heard about you
Bless the mic with reality, hit you with the virtue
Calm down not tryin to hurt you, burst through
Fat shit, fatter than all y'all nigga’s outfits
We the glitch like Y2K
Catch the ball when it drop, guns pop, y'all have a nice day
"Doctor Kanabuta, Iron Man, he is invincible
His remarkable armor is supreme!"
[Verse 5: Masta Killa]
Yo, sometimes I'm liable to spaz and break fool
Grab my gun, select one, snatch son
Put the barrel by his face, blast one by his eardrum
Piss run, you drop the e shot
Screamin like a bitch, kicks to your face
Shots to the body that shake like the bass
I'm Ghostfaced up, military style down
Nuff ammunitions of rounds across the chest
[Verse 6: Ghostface Killah]
Skip to the intro, rap through post
Smashed a fresh ball of wax ceasar
Flashy penthouse that overlooks the vista
Wally Moc' half tied, swimmin trunks
Three chunks of ice sit in Johnny Walker for advice
Catch the moment, fundraiser at will, work with the homeless
Polish diamond edge, Flintstone shit, sealed in a comb pick
Carefully, swing the B seven series Christmas lights
Too bright Ghost is comin y'all fix the mirrors
Relax like pudding, confidence strangle my man couldn't
Exile he no longer in the hood
Bless the kid that max the most
Me I turn a wedding into hoax
Roses tied to bombs on posts
On commercial breaks, piss in the apple juice
Rasta nigga rock the big do's
Jiffy Pop it's only chant Wu
subs raps
Yo, too advanced, Digi' stance, made the CD enhanced
I move with the speed and strength of ants
Identical in form with the Beez they swarm
Hold up the cold current appear warm
My first verbal brawl, started on some yes yes y'all
To the beat y'all, break your windshield, your jeep stall
Mr. Traffic, dumbin' shit, from ecclesiastic
Cashier, holding out, fine, cut off the plastic
See the logo? A monument in hip-hop
Carved out, in the giant landscape, of broken rocks
Whether heard in herb spots, jukebox or malt shops
Uncut live, drop eighty-five, in one shot
Spotlight hits the metal mic, majority stare
Heard the Wu snare, while my iris cut down the glare
Walk a road the great length you find too long to measure
My Clan a make me rhyme like D. Banner under pressure
No surprise, double disc touched five
Those elements, kept environments colonized
With the high flying death-defying flow like the Rebel
Right there, but you're one light year, from my level
Uh-huh, yeah, yo, check it, yo
Bottles goin' off in the church, we broke the wine
Slapped the pastor, didn't know Pop had asthma
He pulled out his blue bible, change fell out his coat
Three condoms, two dice, one bag of dope
Ooh! Rev ain't right, his church ain't right
Deacon is a pimp, tell by his eyes
Mrs. Parks said, "Brother Starks, meet you at the numbers spot
Heard you got red tops out, and I want a lot"
Shirley fainted dead on the spot
Two ushers slipped eighty dollars right out the pot
Oh shit!
Egyptian, brown skin brown suede Timbs
Masquerading X-rated throw blades, all occasions
Round nozzle touchdown, Häagen-Dazs gobbles White House
Gucci flag on the roof, call us rock groups
Mere intelligent, buy Nieman Marc' it out
No doubt, all we saw he bought, Lori mom's all blow
Was simple, blamp instrumentals run camps the stamps get you
The way we lamp, fans come and get you
Play, fullback strapped like a fuck, war at
The black, Carlo Gambino's stash house in Hackensack
Pack capsules, Green Bay 'em lay 'em down like wax do
It's all actual we build, like Crash Crew
Coconut, incense, one sentence, hey yo
Control the holy flinch hit this, new whips
Roman numerals, sun splash them niggas like, Tango and Cash
Alcatraz cats roll out fast
Wu thousand nothing but hardcore
We trying to get land riches and more
Ghost put me on to it
We just do it, floss or whatever
Take care of the business, there's too many roughnecks
Give two of these to Flex, tell him it's real rap like Ghost
Had to beat niggas with toast
Clubs V.I. clientele we lay it down flat
Poot out on y'all kid, now where your mans at?
Faking the real like, "Damn I can't stand Cappa'"
Then my wardrobe flooded the next chapter
Y'all heard about us like we heard about you
Bless the mic with reality, hit you with the virtue
Calm down not tryin' to hurt you, burst through
That shit, fatter than all y'all niggas outfits
We the glitch like Y2K
Catch the ball when it drop, guns pop, y'all have a nice day
"Doctor Kanabuta, Iron Man, he is invincible
His remarkable armor is supreme!"
Yo
Sometimes I'm liable to spazz and break fool
Grab my gun, select one, snatch son
Put the barrel by his face, blast one by his eardrum
Piss run, you drop thinking you shot
Screaming like a bitch, kicks to your face
Shots to the body that shake like the bass
I'm Ghostfaced up, military style down
'Nough ammunitions of rounds across the chest
Skip to the intro, rap through po'
Smashed a fresh ball of wax Caesar
Flashy penthouse that overlooks the vista
Wally Moc' have tie, swimming trunks
Three chunks of ice sit in Johnny Walker for advice
Catch the moment, fundraiser at will, work with the homeless
Polish diamond edge, Flintstone shit, sealed in a comb pick
Carefully, swing the B seven series Christmas lights
Too bright Ghost is coming y'all fix the mirrors
Relax like pudding, confidence strangle my man couldn't
Exile he no longer in the hood
Bless the kid that max the most
Me I turn a wedding into hoax
Roses tied to bombs on posts
On commercial breaks, piss in the apple juice
Rasta nigga rock the big do's
Jiffy Pop it's only chant Wu
theFRACTALREIGN
Egyptian, brown skin brown suede Timbs
Masqueradin X-rated throw blades, all occasions
Round nozzle touchdown, Haagen-Daas goggles White House
Gucci flag on the roof, call us rock groups
Mere intelligent, buy Neimann Marcus out
No doubt, all we saw he bought, Lori mom's all blow
Was simple, blamp instrumentals run camps the Stans get you
The way we lamp fans come and get you
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RAE the GOD
mistahmst
Okay... GZA did not have to snap like that on the first verse. Because of this I always have listen to his verse at least 10 times before listening to the rest of the song another 10 times.
William Morson
Hahaha I literally just did that, he's too Advanced in his Digi stance and moves with the speed and strength of ants. And spews hotness like a volcano on coke and mentos
MexicanKungfuMaster
I just pulled back at lease five times on Spotify before I came to this comment section and figure out what people are saying about this fucking ridiculous track a.k.a. first verse.
Assumed Privacy
GZA snapped like D. Banner under pressure 😆
Richard Cochran
LOL listen bruh, don’t get it twisted everybody in the WU- is nice in their own right no doubt. But when the Gza or Deck go first it’s a wrap. Easy!
Keso718
Ghostface verse always gives me chills! This man got flows
Edski
Makes one want to try & dissect his lyrics.
Max Pearlman
Uh-huh, yeah, yo, check it, yo
Bottles goin' off in the church, we broke the wine
Slapped the pastor, didn't know Pop had asthma
He pulled out his blue bible, change fell out his coat
Three condoms, two dice, one bag of dope
Ooh! Rev ain't right, his church ain't right
Deacon is a pimp, tell by his eyes
Mrs. Parks said, "Brother Starks, meet you at the numbers spot
Heard you got red tops out, and I want a lot"
Shirley fainted dead on the spot
Two ushers slipped eighty dollars right out the pot
Oh shit!
Basically what this means...
Ghost is a problem
Gabrial Grant
@Max Pearlman facts! This is one of my favorite Ghostface versus. The first verse on Nutmeg is a close second, he went off on that one too
Justin Hernandez
It’s a retelling of Jesus flipping tables in the church and driving out the merchants