Cilvaringz - The Saga... lyrics

[kung fu sample:] Don't mention that We've never learned each other's style It's always the way we've done it [Intro: Cilvaringz] Back to the grain, back that sh** real loud Loud as possible, kid, the saga begins right here Shaolin Europe, bangin' that Wu sh** Check... [Cilvaringz:] Yo, son, I've went from, ambicious workshops, blocks at home To being phoned and invited by Quincy Jones to Rome I never did it for them diamond stones I'd rather expand the lives of black kids in Sierra Leone, being Robbed naked to bones, by arm makers, they homes Bombs taken and blown, so what you blinging for? You singing war, bringing forth support For the onslaught, so you can sport a karat See that's sickening, you s** mentally dude Deep and teethed by them custom Bentley's, and memberships are quick and sently You roam the earth naked if you can't sport a Fendi I'm merciless to keep it trendy, so sue me, you tabloid groupie My Little Pony, bet Pretty Toney got that brand new gold, b**h Desert eagle bracelet, bigger than most of you But still I'm like 'f** the gold', like I'm suppose to [show sample:] If society didn't care about, who you are and what you are We would all be driving Volkswagen, you know, but Society does, kind of bling-bling, quote on quote Speaks to you, like if you wearing a lot of bling And you spending a lot of money, that means you're really succesful Doing what you're doing Most the diamonds that I buy Come from, Africa [Cilvaringz:] You see, I talk what I know, I speak what is shown For the weak and the poor, I weap through the poem In this modern day Rome, G-Dub is Nero Set ablaze Arabia, supporting Ground Zero Time running, tick tock, here me yo Flex play me yo, don't ban Wu-Tang from radio It's bad enough, that brothers supress brothers Shut the world on others, who carry a different skin color And get knowledge doing it, ruin it Promote the pharaoh lifestyles, and the sabotage music And f** rap, son, it's rap, by far I check for Shady/Aftermath, Mobb Deep and Nas Salah Edin, K-West, Jigga Man, DMX Plus Missy Elliott, but that's that, for real Cuz see rap spoke on Brooklyn and spoke out on Paris But now it speaks on Navice, the streets of the masters And RZA gon' ride with my sh**, cuz we brothers And labels gon' wild out this year, come on [show sample:] The terror of being, being captured by a force like this Uh... force higher, d** and alcohol With... murderous intentions, most of been terrorfying to people Who were captured that day.. thousands of civilians Were k**ed over a course of just a few days, during this operation [Cilvaringz:] Yo, you see I came up on Eazy-E and D-R-E S-N Double-O P and and S.C.C. In '93, I'm 13 years young Rocking the LP by WTC tongues Dutch sawed in the shape of swords, boxed you Found trafficking the gods and swords, so I came through Moms always saying 'keep praying', Allah gave you A blessing for the shady of snakes You see rap lost focus, your lost opus In fact my whole team supreme, but now I'm hopeless And devil money finally came through and broke it down The nine duelist, and b**h dog soloist It pissed me off, I'm pissed off still Wu-Tang, the gift and the curse, for real Wu-Tang, ten years, forty mill That's four mil a year, more grills to k** Yo let's, save the music, for the sake of children And ease off the women and bring it back to building So why the f** won't ya'll listen?