Young Godz (Shyheim)

Yo Older cats Yo Whassup Rae? What's going on Son? Whattup dude? Yeah I ain't see y'all cats in a long time Check it yo Y'all better be on that shit too Older cats max with young godz who got the guns KnowhatI'msayin son? Out of town Big Willie niggaz best to run Y'all the little y'all the youth coming up Or get stung by the killer bee stinga from the slums KnowhatI'msayin son? Yo son Of the young Shaolin Monks, chickenheads will get done You the first man, you go first son I'm Mobb Deep, in cherry Cherokees I forever be On some thug shit, runnin' wild through New York City Bustin' guns rockin' jew-els that shine like sun Stapleton is where I'm from And been down for years stayed on point like stairs (yeah, word up) Cause the jealous motherfuckers want to end my career I never feared, the ghetto is hell, but I learned ta Keep my mouth shut and pack a nickel-plated burner And squeeze, if I get front on my nine millimi Will have my enemies, behind trees Niggaz that think they live 'cause they puff a little lye Pack a bullshit, twenty-five, nah don't think they'll kill us Older cats mack, roll with young godz that got the guns You right about that kid Out of town Big Willie niggaz best to run Now yo y'all just keep everything moving you know Or get stung by the killer bee stinga from the slums The beat is sounding like Star Trek Of the young Shaolin Monks, taking heads, with the tongue So yo, youknowhatI'msayin son? Yo, deep in the ocean of the Atlantic, here comes the killa falcon I meditate then swing with the force of mountains Brain cells is able to be bi-debatable When I think it's hazardous to your ozone layer A premeditated killer plan so kill the Mayor, my silencer Causes niggaz to hush, then I rush, like Manchus Who guard jewels and collect, Cash Rules with heavy jewels I live by name and cut veins Burning bodies into flames Between my anger, I lock down every chamber Hillside strangler, a nigga with a mask like Lone Ranger Rap poetic is injected into the brain athletic Build off of rhymin' calisthenics I'm determined, I raise a army like Hitler done Germans And become the Allied commander, my enemies is catching on camera They seek death, I begin to torture them (calm down kid take your time) By giving butterfly stitches, bear witness As I hang with Jehovah's Witnesses Older cats max with young godz that got the guns Out of town Big Willie niggaz best to run Or get stung, by the killa bee stinga from the slums From the young Shaolin Monks, taking heads with the tongue Yo, yo, this is manslaughter, so what you want to do Last year, you ran for the border with your crew I flip, stacks, all the, time when I rhyme Libra is my sign, and can't stand swine When I dine, the automatic weapon Got niggaz steppin', in the opposite direction My jurisdiction, is off grounds to you clowns My proposition, meaning you go round for round Straight up and down, I broke the sound barrier Scarier, than a tight skirt wrapped around a transvestite The grammar, hype, nigga check your stacks Or you'll be rhyming with a broke back Niggaz talk about they rollin deep up in here The only way you roll is if you in a wheelchair Older Yo, y'all calm down man calm down calm down Yeah, and yo Now yo, youknowhatI'msayin? I want to tell y'all Y'all up under the restrictions of the Wu camp Aiyyo Rae, you got Killa Sin YouknowhatI'msayin? Madman, Shyheim the Rugged Child So just take your time and handle life as it comes Motherfuckin' Rubbabandz, the young godz comin' through Cause the real nigga gonna know what they gotta do Showin' and provin' youknowhatI'msayin? Shaolin forever Yo, may all the bullshit cease, increase the war fuck the peace Make shit hot like rockin' tube socks at Jones Beach N the summer, number one gunner run for cover Keep 'em steppin' with more Lethal Weapons than Danny Gloves I cock back, action packed raps and gats Niggaz trade mats for prats people react, to RZA sharp tracks Another day nother body dropped you better keep your shottie cocked For actin' snotty Hobbes catch karate chops Cause Wu-Tang live, forever and a day You better pray for better ways to get away when my Beretta spray We never play with commercialism The hardcore rhythm give em more hell than an exorcism My terrordome be a clever poem let it be known I'm packin' chrome and rollin phatter than eleven bones My crew's sicker than that AIDS shit While others get played quick, cause we be making hits through the grave sift My right hand man, myself and the Clan Gun and mic stands reverses help me see my first a hundred grand And to my Physical one love power crazy real For all them carbon copy niggaz lurkin' in the rap deal Older cats max, the young godz yo they got the guns Out of town Big Willie niggaz best to run Or get stung by the killa bee stinga from the slum Come the young Shaolin Monks, taking heads with the tongue Older cats max, young godz got the guns Out of town niggaz best to run Yo, older cats mack, the young godz, check it out Yo, older cats mack, the young godz, they got the guns Out of town Big Willie niggaz best to run Or get stung by the killa bee stinga from the slum From the young Shaolin Monks, takin heads with the tongue From the slum comes the young Shaolin Monks, takin' heads with the tongue Older cats mack, but young godz got the guns Out of town Big Willie niggaz best to run Or get stung Killa bee stinga from the slum, come the young Shaolin Monks taking heads with the tongue Older cats max, but young godz they got the guns Out of town Big Willie niggaz best to run Aiyyo stop it Older cats max but young godz they got the guns Out of town Big Willie niggaz best to run Or get stung by the killa bee stinga from the slum From the young Shaolin Monks taking heads with the tongue Young Shaolin Monks taking heads with the tongue Older cats max but young godz got the guns Out of town Big Willie niggaz best to run Or get stung