[genius/gza]
Who be first to catch this beat down?
My rappages be the source
Ego trip remain victoryand no loss
Rap sheet show you details of wars in streets
Where the most livecatch vibe and blaze heat
Double xl [xxl] kings who rush throughgot right on
Quick to stress yasound crew to get a mic on
Math lets the plates spin
Consecutive hitspromoters’ face grin
The dawn catch fistkeep the paper direct wire
See them jake be tire
Unlike the story that echoes out with chronic liars
Like those who feast on hogseat murder dogs
A village voice kid with his heart and soul calm
Killa bees produce the honeythat 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 halfnumber one draft
Rap lordsswing swordsslam microphoneshatter billboards
Forty-eight in sightafter inhalin the herb
Vision impairedwhen 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 gulffrom the fuel jet to hover
Take cover wit the radicalurban 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 novaremain unsober
And serve high times wit king cobras
I shoulder low-post mc’syour whole style ? lafeast?
Second to get your word upthen the troops unleash
Creative ? low fling?to the grand opening
Wit my ray gun scopingyou’re hoping
Uniforms be fridged when they walk the black beat
In the heatof razors exposin fresh meat
In bedrock and gambling — rolling stoneout of zone
Where they can’t monitor my ’xact poem
Collide wit the tiger beatrappin raga
Ebony eyesfolks see the saga
