Ghostface Killah - Wu Banga 101 Lyrics
[gza]Yo, too advanced, digi' stance, made the cd enhancedI move with the speed and strength of antsIdentical in form with the beez they swarmHold up the cold current appear warmMy first verbal brawl, started on some yes yes y'allTo the beat y'all, break your windshield, your jeep stallMr. traffic, dumbin shit, from ecclesiasticCashier, holdin out, fine, cut off the plasticSee the logo? a monument in hip-hopCarved out, in the giant landscape, of broken rocksWhether heard in herb spots, jukebox or malt shopsUncut live, drop eighty-five, in one shotSpotlight hits the metal mic, majority stareHeard the wu snare, while my iris cut down the glareWalk a road the great length you find too long to measureMy clan a make me rhyme like d. banner under pressureNo surprise, double disc touched fiveThose elements, kept environments colonizedWith the high flyin death-defyin flow like the rebelRight there, but you're one light year, from my level[ghostface]Uh-huh.. yeah.. yo.. check it.. yo..Bottles goin off in the church, we broke the wineSlapped the pastor, didn't know pop had asthmaHe pulled out his blue bible, change fell out his coatThree condoms, two dice, one bag of dopeOooh! rev. ain't right, his church ain't rightDeacon is a pimp, tell by his eyesMrs. parks said, "brother starks, meet you at the numbers spotHeard you got red tops out, and i want a lot"Shirley fainted dead on the spotTwo ushers slipped eighty dollars right out the potOh shit![raekwon the chef]Egyptian, brown skin brown suede timbsMasqueradin x-rated throw blades, all occasionsRound nozzle touchdown, haagen-daas gobbles white houseGucci flag on the roof, call us rock groupsMere intelligent, buy nieman marc' it outNo doubt, all we saw he bought, lori mom's all blowWas simple, blamp instrumentals run camps the stamps get youThe way we lamp, fans come and get youPlay, fullback strapped like a *****, war atThe black, carlo gambino's stash house in hackensackPack capsules, green bay 'em lay 'em down like wax doIt's all actual we build, like crash crewCoconut, incense, one sentence, aiyyoControl the holy flinch hit this, new whipsRoman numerals, sun splash them niggaz like, tango and cashAlcatraz cats roll out fast..[cappadonna]Wu thousand nuthin but hardcoreWe tryin to get land riches and moreGhost put me on to itWe just do it, floss or whateverTake care of the business, there's too many roughnecksGive two of these to flex, tell him it's real rap like ghostHad to beat niggaz with toastClubs v.i. clientele we lay it down flatPoot 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 chapterY'all heard about us like we heard about youBless the mic with reality, hit you with the virtueCalm down not tryin to hurt you, burst throughThat shit, fatter than all y'all niggaz outfitsWe the glitch like y2kCatch 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!"[masta killa]YoSometimes i'm liable to spaz and break foolGrab my gun, select one, snatch sonPut the barrel by his face, blast one by his eardrumPiss run, you drop thinkin you shotScreamin like a *****, kicks to your faceShots to the body that shake like the bassI'm ghostfaced up, military style downNuff ammunitions of rounds across the chest[ghostface]Skip to the intro, rap through po'Smashed a fresh ball of wax ceasarFlashy penthouse that overlooks the vistaWally moc' have tie, swimmin trunksThree chunks of ice sit in johnny walker for adviceCatch the moment, fundraiser at will, work with the homelessPolish diamond edge, flintstone shit, sealed in a comb pickCarefully, swing the b seven series christmas lightsToo bright ghost is comin y'all fix the mirrorsRelax like pudding, confidence strangle my man couldn'tExile he no longer in the hoodBless the kid that max the mostMe i turn a wedding into hoaxRoses tied to bombs on postsOn commercial breaks, piss in the apple juiceRasta nigga rock the big do'sJiffy pop it's only chant wu
