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We Pop (Feat. Ol’ Dirty Bastard & Division) – RZA

Lirik lagu: We Pop (Feat. Ol’ Dirty Bastard & Division)

[Hook: woman]
We pop, we brawl, gettin’ money til the day we fall
We pop, we brawl, gettin’ money til the day we fall

[RZA]
Double barrel shotgun (blaow), pop son
I told nigga, just not run
I saw him on 205th in Fordham
This dog was frozen, so my high heat thawed him (Wu!)
I blown ya, you need a blood donor
My bitch ghetto, like Florida and Laronia (girl)
Laundry mat hoes, who want clothes?
I flow checks, one followed by six o’s (six o’s)
I got hoes, in codes, in different areas
Four ton whips that’s sittin’ on interiors
The bass shake in the club like it’s earthquakin’
I cock arm, pass the bomb, like Troy Aikman (Aikman)
Play the basement like Bruce Wayne and Dick Grayson
You miserable, you get kidnapped by Kathy Bason
Thrown to the dungeon, for your spongin’
Of Wu Killa Bee, what’s your total malfunction?

[Chorus: ShaCronz & ODB (Freemurda)]
We pop, we brawl, get money til the day we fall (yeah)
My glock (my glock), my four (my four)
throw shots through your bedroom door (bedroom door)
From the P’s, to the morgue, cop Louie all the way to my drawers (New York)
We pop (pop), we brawl (brawl), get money til the way we fall

[ShaCronz]
Come on, let’s cut the crap, money
I’ve been gettin’ this rap money
Crack money, stack money, I’m tryin’ to get that Shaq money
That Mike Tyson, Michael Jordan, Michael Jack’ money
Five hundred mill’ and better, dog, yeah, now that’s money
Act funny, ya’ll make me laugh (haha)
Frontin’ like you tough, you softer than a baby’s ass
These lazy ass labels — fuck you! Pay me cash
My crazy path promoted me into a Mercedes class

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[Chorus]

[Freemurda]
Yeah.., all ya’ll can see is the back of my jersey
Blowin’ in the wind, goin’ back to Jersey
Off to Brooklyn, left you back in Jersey
I was doin’ a buck 90 like a throwback jersey
Shame on a Nigga, take it back to Dirty
Run, game on a nigga, I’ll be back in thirty
Seconds, got the world’s greatest record
And that money I’mma spend it like your greatest record
This Division, all the ladies respect it
Disrespect it and the eighty’ll check it
It ain’t hard to see how ya’ll ignorin’ the steel
Niggas that I clap, lookin’ for me still
Til they look like they came out of George Foreman grill
Thoughts are stolen on Free, must be on them crills
Plus my, team gon’ be holdin’ like forty mill’
Thoughts are rollin’ on E., must be on those pills

[Chorus]

[Hook 2X]

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Grits (Feat. Allah Real, Masta Killa) – RZA

Lirik lagu: Grits (Feat. Allah Real, Masta Killa)

[Hook: Allah Real]
When I was small
We had nothing at all
We used to eat Grits, for dinner
It was pain
almost drive a man insane
what we could find for
to survive another day
but I said nah…

[RZA]
An old killa bee once hummed me a tune
Stay up at night, don’t sleep on ya moon
Four seeds in the bed, eight seeds in the room
Afternoon cartoon, we would fight for the spoon
Old Earth in the kitchen, yell “it’s time to eat”
Across the foyer, ya hear the gather of stampeding feet
One pound box of sugar, and a stick of margarine
A hot pot of Grits got my family from starvin’
Loose with the welfare cheese, thick wit’ the gravy
used to suck it, straight out the bottle as a baby
Steamy hot meal serve less than five minutes
Big silver pot, boilin’ water, salt in it
House full of brothers and sisters, the pop’s missin’
Pillsbury box on the stove in the kitchen

[Hook]

[Masta Killa]
Young shorties in my hood started hustlin’
Packin’ bags at the neighbourhood associate
Growin’ up, not as fortunate to have that fly shit
I’m too young, no jobs’d hire me legit
You walkin’ down the street with ya gun in ya hand
Drinkin, thinkin’ of a masterplan
Your Old Earth can’t afford what ya friends got
So you roll up to the spot, with ya thing ‘pon cock
And it seems worth the takin’, stomach achin’
Morning star Reggie makin’ go good with the Grits
Now let’s take it back for real
when we used to build at ghetto big wheels
with the shoppin’ cart wheels, and wood to nail the seat on
Girls skippin’ rope in the street
the Summer heat, left the jelly prints stuck to they feet
Skelly chief, flippin’ baseball cards for keeps
Momma said it’s gettin’ late, and it’s time to come eat

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[Hook]

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Gone (Feat. James Black, Justin Nozuka & Kobra Khan) – RZA

Lirik lagu: Gone (Feat. James Black, Justin Nozuka & Kobra Khan)

[Intro: Justin Nozuka]
Gone, gone, gone, gone, gone…

[Chorus: Justin Nozuka]
Woke up this morning, hoped that
It was all a nightmare, you’re gone
Tried to get out of my bed
I couldn’t find no reason, you’re gone
It breaks my heart, cause I’ll never see you again
It breaks my heart, cause I’ll never see you again
And my heart aches, cause I’ll never see you again
You’re gone…

[RZA]
Man how I long, to see your physical form
When you left me, a part of my soul got torn
How could a body turn cold, that was once so warm
How could the spark of Allah, in your heart be gone
Who could replace the space, of Unique Ason
I know you’d rather I’d be strong, and not waste time to mourn
They say that life goes on
Especially when I see the face of your first born
When he’s rocking on stage with no shirt on
Or in the hotel lobby, getting those birds on
Through our seeds we could all reach eternity
Peace and blessings, have a safe journey
I had dreams of us laughing, drinking beer
Chasing girls, fill the world with our ideas
Then I wake up, and look up, and you’re not there
But in my third eye, I know that you’re still here
Because, through our seeds we all reach eternity
Peace and blessings, it’s just another journey

[Chorus]

[Justin Nozuka]
Looked out the window and stared at the sun
I couldn’t see the light, I couldn’t see, oh lord, you’re gone
You’re gone

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[Kobra Khan]
Aiyo, I can’t stop the thoughts coming out of my mind
In a broken place is where you’re eventually find
This pain, on both sides, can’t deny
Memories of you and I takes us back in time
Where we used to be together, no matter, the stormy weathers
I would ramble with, nothing could ever break us apart
And sometimes would get under the pressure, cause people jealous
But your memory would be here forever, kept in my heart
This is more than you’ll ever know, me and you inseparable
Never do we let it show, it’s so hot I’ll let you go
Thought it would last forever, guess I was wrong
And time goes by so fast, and now you’re gone

[Chorus: Justin Nozuka]
It breaks my heart, cause I’ll never see you again
It breaks my heart, cause I’ll never see you again
And my heart aches, cause I’ll never see you again
You’re gone…

[Justin Nozuka]
My blood pumps with anger and sorrow and liquor
Tell me how, can I live without you now that you’re gone?
You’re gone

[RZA]
Against all odds and against all squads
And against all evil trying to come against God
We stand with the iron rod, you wield the ?sword?
I use softness to conquer the heart
I’m Divine Prince Master Rakeem Allah
Earth bound, but my mind’s in the stars
Things are reborn, life always change form
Man must reform to make the heart calm
Drunkenness, leads to non-awakeness
Causing him, to look upon his father’s nakedness
When the truth is heard, there’s no forsakin it
That which is forbidden, we don’t partake in it

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[Chorus: Justin Nozuka]
It breaks my heart, cause I’ll never see you again
It breaks my heart, cause I’ll never see you again
And my heart aches, cause I’ll never see you again
You’re gone…

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Free Like ODB – RZA

Lirik lagu: Free Like ODB

The body is a vehicle for the mind
You realize that your body, is basically vacumnin that space
Into somethin from within this body
This is why the air must come in, every breath
Look at – I say look at ODB, okay
A free man for real, knahmsayin?
His his expression of freedom, his what he wanted to do
It was VERY free, one out of a million people
Could deter him, from an idea, y’knahmean?
Cause he was free to express like that, y’knahmean?

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