He has also released solo albums under the alter-ego Bobby Digital. In addition to the Wu-Tang Clan and his solo releases, RZA was also a founding member of the rap group Gravediggaz where he used the name The Rzarector.
He has made cameos in several movies including Coffee and Cigarettes, American Gangster, Gospel Hill, Life Is Hot in Cracktown, Ghost Dog, Funny People, Repo Men. About.com named him 3rd on their list of best hip hop producers of all time
Born in Brownsville, Brooklyn, New York, RZA spent time in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania as a child, where his father had a convenience store in the Hill District.[1] A young RZA also spent many years living in North Carolina with his uncle. RZA began his hip hop career in the late 1980s and early 1990s as a member of the trio Force of the Imperial Master (which subsequently became known as the All in Together Now Crew after they had a successful underground single of that name). The group consisted of future Wu-Tang members and his cousins GZA (then known as the Genius) and Ol' Dirty Bastard (then known as Ason Unique, the Specialist, and the Professor).
Once this local band dissolved, both he and the GZA attempted to kick start solo careers. With the help of GZA's friend (then owner of Jamaica Records) they both secured single deals with album options at successful labels, GZA going to Cold Chillin and RZA to Tommy Boy. GZA ultimately released the Words from the Genius album, but RZA's stint at Tommy Boy ended with only the 1991 EP Ooh I Love You Rakeem to show for it when he went to jail soon after its release. GZA's album flopped, and the two cousins became determined to conquer the hip hop industry on their own terms. Throughout most of his youth he enjoyed watching various kung-fu movies and purchasing countless albums which he would later sample in most of his music
Lab Drunk
Rza Lyrics
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Worldwide word up all y'all crab M-C's out there
Let me spark y'all like this one time
Yo I make your fragile bones rattle with babbles chrome bowls
Microphone arrows thrown strike like stone paddles
To ya head you'll be spread across the floor
And ain't headed for a bead of roses
By the fatal blow, tornado blow, battleship
Wu boats will float, torpedo, you can't stay a-float
You sink to the brink of extincted animals
While I bang on your head to the buckle like bawdy animals
Steal stinger, Killa Bee ten inches, sharper than picket fences
Quick to detect your intentions, if they're wicked
Meditate, build the house on the next dimension
My flow is co-hension, you'll be startled
Stumbled into my lab half-drunk
Honey-dipped, stinkin' blunts
Smellin' like I ran over I skunk
Wiz poppin' junk, it must be that time of the month
But fuck it, I got to spit this verse from my lung
Stumbled inside my lab half-drunk
Honey-dipped, stinkin' blunts
Smellin' like I ran over I skunk
Wiz poppin' junk, it must be that time of the month
But fuck it, I got to spit this verse, yo
Pound drop your head to the canvas
It's like you got no fuckin' manners
You be duckin' hammers, we be clutchin' banners
Touchin' amateur challengers, we try to throw off balancers
Keep a 120 brain compounder inside the canister
You can't compare to an atom of my hair
While my verbal shot be drillin' through the cave of your ear
Recochet to the ceilin', the desert eagle hemisphere
Deflect off your medula, exit off to the rear
MCin' is easier to me than breathin'
And makin' beats to me is easier than bein'
Killin' vibes is easier than seein'
I be geein', and fuck with the Wu-Tang Clan is wildin'
Bitch, than a 1000 foot hill with broke steez
Plot by rocks, wildily ghost, still needle flyin' trees
My mind sees all of the unusual energies
Tell me, have you ever felt a sunshine breeze?
Stumbled into my lab half-drunk
Honey-dipped, stinkin' blunts
Smellin' like I ran over I skunk
Wiz poppin' junk, it must be that time of the month
But fuck that, I got to get a verse from my lung
Stumbled inside my lab half-drunk
Honey-dipped, stinkin' blunts
Smellin' like I ran over I skunk
Wiz poppin' junk, it must be that time of the month
But fuck it, I got to spit it
Yo, your floweress is powerless against me
Your cowardess attack can master track alchemist raps
Rap Malcolm, my champagne staims, silver, Lex bullet 4
Millennium falcon, just to protect the Wu-Tang's sacred valium
Chased by Jake's planes, I race state's police
We slay microphone foes, the size of ro-beasts
Unpredictable pain is inflictable
Razor blade will ripple you, death blow will cripple you
1.9 level meter, son, you just skipped on my class
Is here to rap camera classes, hi-jack these bus passes
This system was symphonic, jacked with no masses
Sound systems blast-es, rhyme system was writin', well-casted
Strong as safari hunter, calm in black mongo
Un-plug the dynamic mic cord and hung you
From a towerin' speaker, I tape your ear to the tweater
My mental idea's are more severe than your heater
Innocent drive-by's, 85'ers shoot try to over throw us
They love us like babies, once they get to know us
Your floweress is powerless against me
Stumbled into my lab half-drunk
Honey-dipped, stinkin' blunts
Smellin' like I ran over I skunk
Wiz poppin' junk, it must be that time of the month
But fuck that, I got to get a verse from my lung
Stumbled into my lab half-drunk
Honey-dipped, stinkin' blunts
Smellin' like I ran over I skunk
Wiz poppin' junk, it must be that time of the month
But fuck that, I got to get the verse out my lung
The song "Lab Drunk" by RZA is an aggressive rap about his lyrical prowess and Wu-Tang Clan's dominance in the rap game. He claims to have the ability to demolish his rivals with his words, describing his words as "microphone arrows thrown [that] strike like stone paddles to ya head." He compares his flow to a "tornado blow, battleship," and warns that Wu-Tang boats will float and torpedo his enemies, who will sink to the brink of extinction. RZA also boasts about his ability to detect his enemies' intentions and meditate to reach new heights of creativity.
The chorus of the song is a repeated verse where RZA talks about how he stumbled into his lab half-drunk, smelling like he ran over a skunk, but nonetheless, he needs to spit this verse from his lung. The verse ends with RZA saying that the Wu-Tang Clan is wildin' and that someone would be a "bitch" not to roll with them.
The rest of the song is filled with bold lyrics that describe RZA's skills and his dedication to the Wu-Tang Clan. He goes on to say that MCing is easier than breathing, and that making beats is easier than being alive. He refers to his "120 brain compounder" inside the canister, which he uses to keep challengers off balance. RZA claims that he can kill vibes with ease and that anyone who tries to overthrow him will fail miserably. He ends the song on a strong note, saying that his mental ideas are more severe than his enemies' heaters.
Overall, "Lab Drunk" is a show of RZA's lyrical abilities and Wu-Tang Clan's superiority in the rap game. The song's intense beat and aggressive lyrics drive home the message that RZA is one of the best in the rap game, and anyone who opposes him will quickly regret it.
Line by Line Meaning
Wu Tang worldwide
The Wu Tang Clan is known all over the world.
Worldwide word up all y'all crab M-C's out there
Greetings to all the wack rappers out there.
Let me spark y'all like this one time
Let me enlighten you with my words.
Yo I make your fragile bones rattle with babbles chrome bowls
My rhymes will shake you to the core.
Microphone arrows thrown strike like stone paddles
My words hit hard like a weapon.
To ya head you'll be spread across the floor
You will be defeated and humiliated.
And ain't headed for a bead of roses
You are not going to have an easy time.
Needle threaded one jaw have said it
I am so accurate with my rhymes that people say it is like threading a needle.
By the fatal blow, tornado blow, battleship
My rhymes are so powerful they can destroy anything.
Wu boats will float, torpedo, you can't stay a-float
Even if you try to resist, the Wu-Tang Clan will destroy you.
You sink to the brink of extincted animals
You will be beaten so badly you will feel like an extinct animal.
While I bang on your head to the buckle like bawdy animals
I will beat you so badly that it will be reminiscent of animal behavior.
Steal stinger, Killa Bee ten inches, sharper than picket fences
My rhymes are sharp and hurtful.
Quick to detect your intentions, if they're wicked
I will see through any lies or deceit.
Meditate, build the house on the next dimension
I am a spiritual being and I am always growing.
My flow is co-hension, you'll be startled
My rhymes are so cohesive that it will surprise you.
Stumbled into my lab half-drunk
I was under the influence when I came up with this.
Honey-dipped, stinkin' blunts
I was smoking something sweet and pungent.
Smellin' like I ran over I skunk
I smelled so bad, like I had run over a skunk.
Wiz poppin' junk, it must be that time of the month
My rhymes are flowing abundantly like a woman's menstrual cycle.
But fuck it, I got to spit this verse from my lung
But I have to share these words with the world.
Pound drop your head to the canvas
My rhymes will knock you down and make you feel defeated.
It's like you got no fuckin' manners
You are behaving inappropriately and need to learn how to act.
You be duckin' hammers, we be clutchin' banners
You are trying to avoid confrontation while we are ready to fight for our beliefs.
Touchin' amateur challengers, we try to throw off balancers
We are defeating weak opponents and trying to disrupt their balance.
Keep a 120 brain compounder inside the canister
I have a sharp and powerful mind.
You can't compare to an atom of my hair
You are not even close to being as good as me.
While my verbal shot be drillin' through the cave of your ear
My rhymes are so piercing and powerful, they will enter your mind and stay with you forever.
Recochet to the ceilin', the desert eagle hemisphere
My rhymes will ricochet off the walls and hit you like a gun.
Deflect off your medula, exit off to the rear
My rhymes will hit you so hard they will deflect off your brain and leave you feeling defeated.
MCin' is easier to me than breathin'
Rapping comes naturally and easily to me.
And makin' beats to me is easier than bein'
Producing music is easier than trying to fit in with society and conform to their standards.
Killin' vibes is easier than seein'
It is easier to destroy a good vibe than to create one.
I be geein', and fuck with the Wu-Tang Clan is wildin'
I am part of the Wu-Tang Clan and we are always creating new and exciting content.
Bitch, than a 1000 foot hill with broke steez
I am more powerful than a giant hill with an unstable foundation.
Plot by rocks, wildily ghost, still needle flyin' trees
I will overcome any obstacle and achieve great things through determination and hard work.
My mind sees all of the unusual energies
I am able to perceive things that are not immediately apparent to others.
Tell me, have you ever felt a sunshine breeze?
Have you experienced true happiness and freedom?
But fuck that, I got to get a verse from my lung
But I have to share these words with the world.
Yo, your floweress is powerless against me
Your delicate and superficial qualities are ineffective against my strengths.
Your cowardess attack can master track alchemist raps
Your weak attempts to harm me are no match for my powerful words.
Rap Malcolm, my champagne staims, silver, Lex bullet 4
My rhymes are as strong as the words of Malcolm X, and my wealth is comparable to a luxurious car.
Millennium falcon, just to protect the Wu-Tang's sacred valium
I will do whatever it takes to protect the Wu-Tang Clan's music.
Chased by Jake's planes, I race state's police
The police are after me, but I am able to escape with ease.
We slay microphone foes, the size of ro-beasts
We are able to defeat even the largest and strongest of opponents in the rap game.
Unpredictable pain is inflictable
I am able to cause pain in unexpected ways.
Razor blade will ripple you, death blow will cripple you
I am capable of causing great harm with my words.
1.9 level meter, son, you just skipped on my class
My skills are on another level, and you cannot compare to me.
Is here to rap camera classes, hi-jack these bus passes
I am here to share my talents and take control of the music industry.
This system was symphonic, jacked with no masses
I am disrupting the music industry with my innovative ideas.
Sound systems blast-es, rhyme system was writin', well-casted
My music is powerful and well-written.
Strong as safari hunter, calm in black mongo
I am confident and powerful like a seasoned hunter.
Un-plug the dynamic mic cord and hung you
I will silence my opponents with my words and defeat them.
From a towerin' speaker, I tape your ear to the tweater
My words are so powerful, they will be etched into your mind.
My mental idea's are more severe than your heater
My thoughts and ideas are more powerful than anything you could harm me with.
Innocent drive-by's, 85'ers shoot try to over throw us
Even those who are not directly involved in the rap game are trying to harm us.
They love us like babies, once they get to know us
Once people get to know us and our music, they love and support us.
But fuck that, I got to get the verse out my lung
But I have to share these words with the world.
Lyrics Β© Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: ROBERT F. DIGGS
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Aaron Thayer
This is one of the best lyrical displays I have ever heard; decades later this blows most other "rhyming" out of the water lmao!
Cory Fernandez
Probably my favorite RZA solo and it wasn't meant for the album originally. Pure lyrical heat from the head of the Wu π
Drew ByDesign
Same man!! This was my shit!
JAMIL HOSTILE
Rza went all the way in! But heβs forever overshadowed by his production!
Drew ByDesign
One of my all time favorite Rza verses!! He freaking SLAYED
Jamie Warrior Warlord McCallum
good track so bad ass. hip hop magic. track 19 off this kick ass album, rza the wu tang clan leader is a legend. #wutangforever Β
joel cruz
"You can't compare to a atom of my hair." Rza
ILLSTATEMOBSTER
This is his best flow ever!!!! Prove me wrong!!! He had to snap like that π―πππππ WU 4-EvA π and wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu that beat is beast mode
Taika X
Whoever thumbs down...is not Human
Synod Entertainment
You can't compare to an atom of my hair
While my verbal shot be drillin' through the cave of your ear
Recochet to the ceilin', the desert eagle hemisphere
Deflect off your medula, exit off to the rear
MCin' is easier to me than breathin'
And makin' beats to me is easier than bein'