Cilvaringz - The Weeping Tiger (feat. Raekwon & Senna) lyrics

(feat. hostface k**ah, Raekwon, RZA, Senna) [Intro: Ghostface k**ah (Raekwon) {RZA}] Yeah, what's up, aiyo, check this out, ya'll This is Cilvaringz, and this your boy Ghostface We about to pop the sh** off right, that's right, daddy Let the beat drop (what is the total population of the original nation Aiyo, here in the wilderness of North America and all over the planet Earth Daddy) {Aiyo, Ringz, set up on these n***as, d**h rate, blow his f**ing brains off!} (It's us, man, for real, live from the jungle Where everything is real, guard your steel, hold your b**h down Pay for your muthaf**ing bills, rock your hat) {All swords shall be drawn} [Cilvaringz:] Yo, straight out the iron gates of Palestine's frame of thought Slanging with a rock, stay nice with the mic pon co*k Pops put me on to pot, pot put me on to rebel shots Devil Glocks get popped, dumb-diddy-dumb I saw him school fast, how to skip the cla** While my grades kept, flying through the roof, cheating math Running back to cla** fast, went missing, f**ing teachers up Weeded up, I'm on the 12 o'clock news, screaming 'what' Rapper Cilvaringz signed deals with Wu-Tang And blows mega two grand, the show, dumb-diddy-dumb Moon to Angelow, but soon we in to fold the dough Fifty countries in the box, Amsterdam to Tokyo I guess they never wanted me to rot and get paid The same ways they got paid, working twenty two days Bloody money makes the world spin in new ways A cue'll never hit that, so that's sh** on you, say [Raekwon:] I sat around the older gods, while they build bomb n***as up Felt like Saddam tapping on my head, listen up Get your money, get brains and big n***as up Swiss look forward to millions, n***a, live sh** up I sat back in my zone, bone lit I get your throne lit, n***as I loaned, they ain't gave me sh** f** that family sh**, you don't see us It's for no reason, I'm in the crib, wifey saying 'be easy' I'm all high on my emotion, money make me wanna grab toasters Spray down Wall Street, put up posters Yelling 'f*ggot, I'm back', you can't take nothing from the kid I'm still getting money, I'm stacked Gold album for the peso, rap Julio Inglesio Sniff the eighth in your face, and stay lacey On my ear game, popping in my gear game, fear fame Rearrange your jaw, fasten now you hear trains Test an immortal, call 'em, I'm in the hallway hitting raw autumn Meet me in the lobby, n***a, see my daughter And she gon' spray for her dad, call her brother later Get that money out the wall, daddy got bagged I'm going to jail, for something real, can't do me nothing Still can't compare me to no rap n***a, f** a deal I get to hurting, n***as murking on n***as It's just a network, I come from, Ringz, now, kid reveal 'em [Chorus: Senna] Oh no, it's the Wu-Tang, they back and Oh no, Beez on the Swarm, attacking Oh no, just when the world looks back The word we speak up on the mic, we speak when it's right Oh no, homicide's won't corrupt us Oh no, and just as we shall discuss Oh no, in God and only God we trust Newest addition to the Wu-Tang k**a Bee Gang, Cilvaringz Cilvaringz, Cilvaringz, Cilvaringz... [Outro: Ghostface k**ah (Raekwon)] Yeah, that's right, like I told ya'll before This is big Ghost in effect, yo Cilvaringz You know how we get down, n***as k**ing it We Wu'd out, wallabee'd out, everything is all real Just keep that sh** up, no doubt, cuz we ain't going nowhere Cilvaringz, big Ghost in effect, I'm signing off, n***a, we out, one (Live Moroccan m**m, you know how it go...)