Tick Tock
RZA / Flatbush Zombies Lyrics


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RZA
Razor
Execution

The devil is a lie
You ain't broke bread 'till you taste the devil's pie
They say his laugh sounds like an angel when he cries
What better camouflage when the halo's your disguise
Them wings don't fly
Your traitor is your neighbor
At your front porch, and he's handing you your paper
Bathrobe on, but the sword's underneath
And he wanna see your blood as it pours in the street
It's the mark of the beast
The meek shall inherit the Earth
The weak shall inherit the dirt
You each should have perished at birth
Still born or aborted
Every street tax gotta come with an audit
Either your life, or your loved ones
Straight razor or a snub-gun
From the village where the thugs from
Same corner that you copping all your drugs from
He a hero, but he unsung
I'm the one

I'm the one
Ayo homie, the chambers is 36, they new and improved
Now make a move
These guns whistle, sizzle up dudes who got big mouths, no power
Run in the bank with no dollars, got the nerve to switch crews
We better than the rest of 'em, my guess is the estrogen
And all the money we got, remove like the Mexicans
A cartel, compound, a carvel, a large scale in Scarsdale
I fuck with golf now, Shala is ill
Yeah, the coke is fresh, straight out of Bermuda yo
Or chilling on a beach in Boca, cheefin' with tuna
Salads and palaces, yo, we smoke out them chalices
Passing of the balances of bread to the Island since
1984, the (?) was just more
Then we would come trough with rifles rocking Nike boots and war
A real nigga's invention that came from a henchman
Who blew up, now throw the Wu up, that's my redemption

Drug dealer, been that nigga half my life
Drug dealer, been that nigga half my life
You niggas talking, but you ain't never seen 'em
Imagine being first name basis with the kingpin

God, I was Lucifer's neighbor
You wouldn't believe some of the things these people do for this paper
Moving with the lasers under Rugers
Make a move, you make the papers, lose lose situation
Sweat or blood, you get to choose what you bathe in
The chemists cookwork
The runners; footwork
The customs took work
The soldiers put work in
On any of the motherfuckers who fucked up good work
Bosses tell 'em: 'Good work'
That's just how the hood work
Northface bubble with, eight bundles under it
Gold front upper-lip smile while I was hugging it
I lied, I wasn't Lucifer's neighbor, he who I'm fucking with
My moms threw that snow in her nose, but I would hustle it
Champ hoodie, Mongoose with the bags
Clap your stoop up, hit moms duke in her legs
That's beef, y'all ain't street
Y'all peep, write it down and try to beat
Fucking everything, neck heavy swing
Second hand swepped across that pretty breathling
And then that Nissan, Honda, Chevy thing pendling
Whatever bring fetti in, steadily I fed my whole team

Drug dealer, been that nigga half my life
Drug dealer, been that nigga half my life
You niggas talking, but you ain't never seen 'em
Imagine being first name basis with the kingpin

In this art of war, my pen stroke is Picasso
To get the picture I ain't got to paint the nostrils
You know my origins is over when
Fat black bitch singing over organs
Die for a dollar, pride you don't swallow
You say that for the one you buying red bottoms
Yeah, that's the price you gotta pay for it
All's fair in love and war, she masquerade for it
Woo! Jack-O-Lantern Push
Trick or treat (?), I earned it of the books
Now listen to me vent
When you sitting watch, it's like the tires being spent
Shots from everywhere, but they never make a dent
Knight in shining armor
Mistake me for the villain cause of my vengeance is your karma
Yeah, fear is knowing you're a goner
This is music to my soul, cause it's death before dishonor
Gone

Check!
Got the Tongue of a Pimp
Raised by a dirty preacher
That used the church money to cop a new Beamer
Got the heart of a child raised by a prostitute
That bought his momma the rubbers when a job came through
It’s the microphone Methadone
Greatest ever etched in stone
You ain’t getting pussy like your prom date had a chaperone
Popping pills got a nigga brain like a labyrinth
Called the ho on purpose
But I got the brain on accident
Nigga I’m your majesty
Show up with a bag of weed
Rolled a blunt so perfect, thought it came up out a factory
My manuscript leave a man ripped of all his dreams
The insomniac with nightmares in sixteens
I’m a wet dream, Dry sense of humor
Travel in Class like a high school rumor
No one really cares if you embarrass us with style
Cuzz when it comes to them raps you been letting us down
So tell em why your mad son
Gotta get it off your chest
Let em know how you feel son




You gotta say what you say
It don’t matter, they gonna say a nigga hating anyway

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to RZA / Flatbush Zombies's song Tick Tock portray a deep and complex message about the dangers of living in a world ruled by greed and corruption. The introductory lines reference the Bible and describe the devil as a liar, followed by the assertion that one has not truly "broken bread" until they have tasted the devil's pie. The next lines suggest that even those who are supposed to be close to us, such as neighbors, can be traitors and pose a threat. The line "It's the mark of the beast" serves to further emphasize the all-encompassing and insidious nature of evil, which can pervade every aspect of our lives.


Later in the song, the lyrics take on a more personal tone, as the artists describe their experiences as drug dealers and the associated lifestyles. They express pride in their successes, but also acknowledge the sacrifices and risks they had to take in order to achieve their goals. The last lines of the song serve as a sort of rallying cry for frustrated and marginalized individuals, encouraging listeners to express their opinions and not be deterred by those who may label them as "haters."


Overall, Tick Tock is a powerful and introspective exploration of the dark side of human nature and the realities of living in a world where power and money often take precedence over ethics and morality.


Line by Line Meaning

The devil is a lie
The notion of evil is deceitful and manipulative


You ain't broke bread 'till you taste the devil's pie
You haven't truly experienced temptation until you have succumbed to it


They say his laugh sounds like an angel when he cries
Even evil can seem innocent or appear harmless


What better camouflage when the halo's your disguise
Evil can hide behind an illusion of goodness


Them wings don't fly
The supposed good actions or intentions of evil will never truly bear fruit


Your traitor is your neighbor
Betrayal often comes from those closest to us


At your front porch, and he's handing you your paper
Betrayal can come in the form of someone who appears to be helping or providing for us


Bathrobe on, but the sword's underneath
Someone may appear harmless, but they are secretly armed or dangerous


And he wanna see your blood as it pours in the street
The traitor desires to witness our pain and suffering


It's the mark of the beast
This betrayal is associated with evil or diabolical forces


The meek shall inherit the Earth
Those who are humble and gentle will ultimately find peace and prosperity


The weak shall inherit the dirt
The vulnerable and powerless will be left with nothing


You each should have perished at birth
It is suggested that these individuals should have never been born or have met an unfortunate fate


Still born or aborted
Referring to the tragic outcomes of some lives


Every street tax gotta come with an audit
There are always consequences and scrutiny associated with illegal activities


Either your life, or your loved ones
The price to pay for involvement in criminal endeavors extends to not just oneself but also to those close


Straight razor or a snub-gun
The weapons one may face in dangerous encounters


From the village where the thugs from
Referring to the neighborhood or community where criminals originate


Same corner that you copping all your drugs from
The source of illegal substances is often found in the same area where one resides


He a hero, but he unsung
Some individuals may be considered heroes or admired figures, but their accomplishments go unnoticed or unacknowledged


Ayo homie, the chambers is 36, they new and improved
Referring to the chambers of a gun, indicating that there are many potential dangers or threats


Now make a move
Challenging someone to take action or make a decision


These guns whistle, sizzle up dudes who got big mouths, no power
The weapons will silence or eliminate those who talk bravely but lack real influence or authority


Run in the bank with no dollars, got the nerve to switch crews
Engaging in criminal activities despite being financially destitute and having the audacity to change allegiance


We better than the rest of 'em, my guess is the estrogen
Asserting superiority over others, attributing it to presumed higher levels of testosterone


And all the money we got, remove like the Mexicans
Money quickly disappears, much like the way Mexican immigrants can be deported


A cartel, compound, a carvel, a large scale in Scarsdale
Referring to organized criminal activities and operations in affluent areas


I fuck with golf now, Shala is ill
Engaging in new interests or activities, golf being an example, and acknowledging the skills of a person named Shala


Yeah, the coke is fresh, straight out of Bermuda yo
Describing the uniqueness or freshness of a particular batch of cocaine


Or chilling on a beach in Boca, cheefin' with tuna
Enjoying leisure time on a beach and smoking marijuana with someone named Tuna


Salads and palaces, yo, we smoke out them chalices
Living a luxurious lifestyle and indulging in smoking from ornate cups


Passing of the balances of bread to the Island since
Transferring large sums of money or resources to an undisclosed location


1984, the (?) was just more
Referring to a significant event or shift in circumstances in the year 1984


Then we would come through with rifles rocking Nike boots and war
Arriving with weapons and preparedness for conflict, wearing Nike boots as a symbol of readiness


A real nigga's invention that came from a henchman
An innovation or strategy that emerged from someone who served a powerful figure


Who blew up, now throw the Wu up, that's my redemption
Achieving success and now representing the Wu-Tang Clan as a form of personal redemption


Drug dealer, been that nigga half my life
Identifying as a drug dealer for a significant portion of one's existence


You niggas talking, but you ain't never seen 'em
People may discuss or boast about actions or individuals they have never truly encountered


Imagine being first name basis with the kingpin
To have a close and personal relationship with the leader or most influential figure in the criminal underworld


God, I was Lucifer's neighbor
Claiming to have a connection or association with evil or darkness


You wouldn't believe some of the things these people do for this paper
The extent to which individuals will go to acquire wealth or material possessions can be unfathomable


Moving with the lasers under Rugers
Operating with precision and caution, typically referring to firearms


Make a move, you make the papers, lose lose situation
Any action taken will result in negative consequences or attention


Sweat or blood, you get to choose what you bathe in
The choices one makes will determine the nature of their existence, either through hard work or violence


The chemists cookwork
The skilled production and manufacturing of illegal drugs


The runners; footwork
The activity and agility of those involved in the distribution of illicit substances


The customs took work
The process of smuggling drugs across borders required careful planning and effort


The soldiers put work in
The dedication and labor contributed by those involved in criminal activities


On any of the motherfuckers who fucked up good work
Punishing or seeking revenge on those who disrupted or interfered with successful criminal operations


Bosses tell 'em: 'Good work'
Acknowledging and praising the efforts or accomplishments of individuals in positions of authority


That's just how the hood work
Referring to the typical patterns and dynamics of the neighborhood or criminal environment


Northface bubble with, eight bundles under it
Wearing a Northface jacket with hidden compartments holding multiple bundles of drugs


Gold front upper-lip smile while I was hugging it
Displaying a confident or cocky demeanor while concealing illicit substances


I lied, I wasn't Lucifer's neighbor, he who I'm fucking with
Contradicting a previous statement, emphasizing allegiance or association with a powerful figure


My moms threw that snow in her nose, but I would hustle it
Although aware of his mother's drug use, the individual profited or engaged in drug deals


Champ hoodie, Mongoose with the bags
Wearing a Champion hoodie and riding a Mongoose bicycle while carrying packages of drugs


Clap your stoop up, hit moms duke in her legs
Using violence or intimidation against others, including targeting one's own mother


That's beef, y'all ain't street
This is a serious conflict, indicating that others lack the experience or knowledge of the street life


Y'all peep, write it down and try to beat
Others observe and take note of one's actions, attempting to replicate or surpass them


Fucking everything, neck heavy swing
Engaging in promiscuous activities and displaying wealth through jewelry


Second hand swepped across that pretty breathling
The touch of a second-hand or used item across a desirable or attractive person


And then that Nissan, Honda, Chevy thing pendling
Referring to different types or models of cars, suggesting the individual's diverse interactions or associations


Whatever bring fetti in, steadily I fed my whole team
By acquiring money or wealth, the individual was able to provide for and support their entire group


In this art of war, my pen stroke is Picasso
In the realm of warfare or conflict, the individual's writing skill is on par with the mastery of Picasso's art


To get the picture I ain't got to paint the nostrils
To convey a message or idea, it is not necessary to provide every detail or element


You know my origins is over when
The understanding of where I come from is complete or established


Fat black bitch singing over organs
An overweight African American woman singing while accompanied by musical instruments


Die for a dollar, pride you don't swallow
Some individuals are willing to sacrifice their lives for financial gain, but pride cannot be easily relinquished


You say that for the one you buying red bottoms
Expressing skepticism towards someone who claims to prioritize wealth or luxury goods over personal values


Yeah, that's the price you gotta pay for it
Acknowledging that acquiring certain things or achieving success often comes with a significant cost or sacrifice


All's fair in love and war, she masquerade for it
In the pursuit of love or success, individuals may present themselves deceptively or engage in manipulation


Jack-O-Lantern Push
Referring to oneself as a confident and intimidating figure


Trick or treat (?), I earned it of the books
Using ambiguous language, insinuating that the rewards or gains were acquired through illicit or unconventional means


Now listen to me vent
Pay attention to my expression of frustration or anger


When you sitting watch, it's like the tires being spent
Observing passively or inactively while time and opportunities are wasted


Shots from everywhere, but they never make a dent
Facing multiple attacks or criticisms, but remaining resilient and unaffected


Knight in shining armor
A symbol of protection, bravery, or heroism


Mistake me for the villain cause of my vengeance is your karma
Due to my actions seeking revenge, others may perceive me as the antagonist, but their suffering is a result of their own actions


Yeah, fear is knowing you're a goner
The realization of impending doom or certain death evokes fear


This is music to my soul, cause it's death before dishonor
The pursuit of loyalty or preserving one's reputation is more valuable than avoiding death or danger


Got the Tongue of a Pimp
Having a smooth and persuasive way with words


Raised by a dirty preacher
Growing up with someone who presents themselves as a religious figure but acts unethically or immorally


That used the church money to cop a new Beamer
Misappropriating funds intended for the church to purchase a luxury car


Got the heart of a child raised by a prostitute
Having a vulnerable or innocent emotional core despite being exposed to difficult or immoral circumstances


That bought his momma the rubbers when a job came through
Aiding his mother's occupation as a sex worker by providing her with necessary protection


It’s the microphone Methadone
Engaging in music or rapping as a form of therapeutic release or satisfaction


Greatest ever etched in stone
Acknowledging one's own greatness or exceptional abilities


You ain’t getting pussy like your prom date had a chaperone
Implying that someone does not have success or experience with attracting sexual partners


Popping pills got a nigga brain like a labyrinth
The use of drugs has complicated and confused one's thinking or mental state


Called the ho on purpose
Deliberately contacting a sex worker


But I got the brain on accident
Having intelligence or mental sharpness unintentionally


Nigga I’m your majesty
Asserting oneself as a powerful or important figure


Show up with a bag of weed
Arriving with a significant quantity of marijuana


Rolled a blunt so perfect, thought it came up out a factory
Preparing a marijuana joint with exceptional precision or skill, akin to a professionally manufactured product


My manuscript leave a man ripped of all his dreams
The content or message of my writings can completely shatter or dismantle a person's aspirations


The insomniac with nightmares in sixteens
Being plagued by sleeplessness and experiencing troubling or disturbing thoughts expressed through rap verses


I’m a wet dream, Dry sense of humor
Referencing as being both provocative and witty in a clever or humorous way


Travel in Class like a high school rumor
Navigating through life with a level of sophistication or exclusivity, similar to gossip in a high school setting


No one really cares if you embarrass us with style
Others are indifferent or unaffected by the way one presents themselves or behaves, even if it is embarrassing


Cuzz when it comes to them raps you been letting us down
In terms of rap music, the individual has failed to meet expectations or deliver as anticipated


So tell em why your mad son
Explain the reason for your anger or frustration to others


Gotta get it off your chest
To express or communicate something that has been bothering or weighing on one's mind


Let em know how you feel son
Share or communicate one's emotions and thoughts honestly with others


You gotta say what you say
One must be firm and assertive in expressing themselves and their beliefs


It don’t matter, they gonna say a nigga hating anyway
Regardless of what one says or does, there will always be individuals who interpret their actions negatively or accuse them of hating




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JayMerk

[Intro: Pusha T]
King Push, RZA, razor, execution

[Pusha T]
The devil is a liar, you ain't broke bread, til you taste the devil's pie
They say his laugh sounds like an angel when he cries
What better camouflage when the halo's your disguise, them wings don't fly
Your traitor is your neighbor, at your front porch
And he's handing you your paper, bathrobe on
But the swords underneath, and they wanna see your blood
As it pours in the street, it's the mark of the beast
The meek shall inherit the earth, the weak shall inherit the dirt
You each should of perished at birth, still born or aborted
Every street tax gotta come with an audit
Either your life or your loved ones, straight razor or a snub gun
From the village where the thugs from
Same corner that you copping all your drugs from
He a hero but he unsung, I'm the one

[Raekwon]
The Chambers is 36, the new and improved
Now make a move, these guns whistle, sizzle up dudes
Who got big mouths, no power, run to the bank
With no dollars, got the nerve to switch crews
We better then the rest of them, my guess is the estrogen
And all the money we got, will move like the Mexicans
And cartel, compound, and Carvel, the large scale
It's Scarsdale, I fuck with golf, now, Shallah's ill
Yeah, the coke is fresh, straight out of Bermuda, yo
I'm chilling on the beach in Boca, chica with tuna
Salads and palaces, yo, we smoke out them chalices
Passing off balances, and bread til the Island, since
Ninety eighty four, the blow is just more
Then we would come through with rifles, rocking night boots in war
A real niggas invention that came from a henchman
Who blew up, now through the Wu up, that's my redemption

[Chorus: Pusha T sample]
"Drug dealer, been that nigga half my life
Drug, drug dealer, been that nigga half my life
You niggas talking, but you ain't never them
Imagine been first name basis with the kingpin"

[Joell Ortiz]
God I was Lucifer's neighbor
You wouldn't believe some of the things these people do for this paper
Moving with lasers and the rugers, make a move, you make the papers
Lose-lose situation, sweat up blood, you get to choose what you bath in
A chemist cook work, the runner's foot work
The customs took work, the soldiers put work in
On any one of them muthafuckas who fuck up good work
Bosses tell 'em good work, that just how the hood work
Northface bubble with eight bundles under it
Gold front upper lip smile while I was hugging it
I lied, I wasn't Lucifer's neighbor, he who I'm fucking with
My mom blew that snow in her nose, but I would hustle it
Champ hoodie, mongoose with the pads
Clap your stoup up, hit mom dukes in the legs
That's beef, nigga, ya'll ain't street niggas
Ya'll peep niggas, write it down and try to be niggas
Fucking everything, neck heavy swing
Second hand swept across that pretty break leg
In that Nissan Honda Chevy thing, peddling
Whatever bring, fetti' in, steadily I fed my whole time

[Chorus]

[Pusha T]
In this art of war, my pen stroke is Picasso
Niggas get the picture, I ain't gotta paint the nostrils
You know my origin is over, when
Fat black bitches singing over organs
Die for a dollar, pride you don't swallow
You save that for the one you buying red bottoms
Yuck, that's the price you gotta pay for it
Alls fair love and war, she masquerade for it
Woo, Jack-O-Lantern Push
Trick or treat, fucking shit, I earned it off the books
Now listen to me vent, when you sit and watch
It's like tires being spinned, shots from everywhere
But they never make a dent, knight in shining armor
Mistake me for the villain, cuz my vengeance is your karma
Yeah, fear is knowing your a goner
It's music to my soul cuz it's death before dishonor, gone

[Danny Brown]
Got the tongue of a pimp, raised by a dirty preacher
That used the church money, to cop a new beemer
Got the heart of a child, raised by a prostitute
That bought his mama the rubbers when the john came through
It's the microphone methadone, bringers of that extra stone
You ain't getting pussy like your prom date had a chaperon
Popping pills, got a nigga brain like a labyrinth
Called the ho on purpose but I got the brain on accident
Niggas, I'm your majesty, show up with a bag of weed
Roll a blunt so perfect, thought it came up out a factory
My manuscript be the man with the boldest grapes
The insomniac with nightmares in sixteens
I'm a wet dream, dry sense of humor
Travel in class like a high school rumor
No one really cares if your embarrass us with style
Cuz when it comes to them raps, you been letting us down
So tell 'em why you mad, son, gotta get it off your chest
Let 'em know how you feel, son
Ya'll gotta say what you gotta say
It don't matter, they gon' say a nigga hating, anyway



C A

[Intro: Pusha T]
King Push
RZA
Razor
Execution

[Verse 1: Pusha T]
The devil is a lie
You ain't broke bread 'till you taste the devil's pie
They say his laugh sounds like an angel when he cries
What better camouflage when the halo's your disguise
Them wings don't fly; your traitor is your neighbor
At your front porch, and he's handing you your paper
Bathrobe on, but the sword's underneath
And he wanna see your blood as it pours in the street
It's the mark of the beast
The meek shall inherit the Earth; the weak shall inherit the dirt
You each should have perished at birth, stillborn or aborted
Every street tax gotta come with an audit
Either your life, or your loved ones, straight razor or a snub-gun
From the village where the thugs from
Same corner that you copping all your drugs from
He a hero, but he unsung, I'm the one

[Verse 2: Raekwon]
Ayo homie, the chambers is 36, they new and improved
Now make a move, these guns whistle, sizzle up dudes
Who got big mouths, no power
Run in the bank with no dollars, got the nerve to switch crews
We better than the rest of 'em, my guess is the estrogen
And all the money we got, we move like the Mexicans
A cartel, compound, a carvel, a large scale in Scarsdale
I fuck with golf now, Shallah is ill
Yeah, the coke is fresh, straight out of Bermuda yo
Or chilling on a beach in Boca Chica
With tuna salads and palaces, yo, we smoke out them chalices
Passing of the balances of bread to the Island since
1984, the blow was just more
Then we would come trough with rifles rockin Nike boots and war
A real nigga's invention that came from a henchman
Who blew up, now throw the Wu up, that's my redemption

[Hook: Pusha T]
Drug dealer, been that nigga half my life
Drug dealer, been that nigga half my life
You niggas talking, but you ain't never seen 'em
Imagine being first name basis with the kingpin

[Verse 3: Joell Ortiz]
God, I was Lucifer's neighbor
You wouldn't believe some of the things these people do for this paper
Moving with lasers under Rugers
Make a move, you make the papers, lose lose situation
Sweat or blood, you get to choose what you bathe in
The chemists cookwork, the runners; footwork
The custies took work, the soldiers put work in
On any of the motherfuckers who fucked up good work
Bosses tell 'em: 'Good work,' that's just how the hood work
Northface bubble with eight bundles under it
Gold front upper-lip smile while I was hugging it
I lied, I wasn't Lucifer's neighbor, he who I'm fucking with
My moms threw that snow in her nose, but I would hustle it
Champ hoodie, Mongoose with the pegs
Clap your stoop up, hit moms duke in her legs
That's beef nigga, y'all ain't street niggas
Y'all peep niggas, write it down and try to be niggas
Fucking everything, neck heavy swing
Second-hand swept across that pretty Breitling
In that Nissan, Honda, Chevy thing peddling
Whatever bring 'fetti in, steadily I fed my whole team

[Hook: Pusha T]
Drug dealer, been that nigga half my life
Drug dealer, been that nigga half my life
You niggas talking, but you ain't never seen 'em
Imagine being first name basis with the kingpin

[Verse 4: Pusha T]
In this art of war, my pen stroke is Picasso
Niggas get the picture I ain't got to paint the nostrils
You know my origins is over when
Fat black bitches singing over organs
Die for a dollar, pride you don't swallow
You save that for the one you buying red bottoms
Yuugh! That's the price you gotta pay for it
All's fair in love and war, she masquerade for it
Woo! Jack-O-Lantern Push
Trick or treat, fuck your shit, I earned it off the books
Now listen to me vent
When you sitting watch, it's like the tires being spent
Shots from everywhere, but they never make a dent
Knight in shining armor
Mistake me for the villain cause my vengeance is your karma
Yeah, fear is knowing you're a goner
This music to my soul, cause it's death before dishonor
Gone

[Verse 5: Danny Brown]
Check! Got the tongue of a pimp, raised by a dirty preacher
That used the church money to cop a new Beamer
Got the heart of a child raised by a prostitute
That bought his momma the rubbers when a John came through
It’s the microphone methadone, greatest ever etched in stone
You ain’t getting pussy like your prom date had a chaperone
Popping pills got a nigga brain like a labyrinth
Called the ho on purpose but I got the brain on accident
Nigga I’m your majesty, show up with a bag of weed
Rolled a blunt so perfect, thought it came up out a factory
My manuscript leave a man ripped of all his dreams
The insomniac with nightmares in sixteens
I’m a wet dream, dry sense of humor
Travel in class like a high school rumor
No one really cares if you embarrass us with style
Cause when it comes to them raps you been letting us down



All comments from YouTube:

Biased God

You cannot turn Danny Brown up loud enough. They saved his verse for last for a reason. Anything this guy lays is made of gold. Most underrated rapper currently.

So There I Was

this is so true. Danny kills it always.

hikeskool

He's OK. Better than most, but a footnote compared with these titans on this track.

You're right. There's a reason he went last.

H. Bubblecrunch

@hikeskool Are you calling Joell Ortiz a titan? In what universe?

hikeskool

@H. Bubblecrunch
Push: Titan
Raekwon: Titan
Ortiz: Titan (relative to brown)

Take care 👌

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Brenden Benoit

Takes me back to 10th grade. My homie showed me this, rarely would others show me FIRE but this shit gave me goosepumps the first time. Huge Fan of all these guys individually, their all dope

Johnald Kuck

Heard this track for the first time today. Daaaamn, shit going hard! And nice to see I'm not the only appreciating Danny Brown on this. Peace y'all

necio hunt

Whoever produced this deserves an award

dat dere celltech

RZA

Joshua Dudley

The RZA

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