GZA - Third World lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah - one two, one two Aiyyo, Wu-Tang's invincible But understand the principle My man Muggs, droppin phat tracks like d** Breaker-breaker one two, breaker-breaker one two You're breakin' up - peace "We're at the crossroads, our immediate future Is the worst war man will ever know." [Verse One: Genius/GZA] Via satellite from the Wu-mansion Still branchin' off the tree that sparked any MC And the fruit that fell far was the ripest It was Cypress, let the media hype this Promotion n***as snipe this Push it like tray bags of 72 Kept n***as in suede rags Microphone psycho, who flips the mic so well Hell without bail, in jams packed like jail-cells Theres no escaping, once my blade starts scrapin' n***as flakin', wannabe MCs is shakin' My sword indeed make more n***as bleed So swift naked eye couldn't record the speed I lost ya, wit that offer; n***a that'll cost ya Feel the strings of torture Must've been the half-gal That's the sh** he drinkin', that got him thinkin' That he could trash the ship and get me sinkin' I told him, "Come back when you're sober" Drunk-a** punk, on the motherf**in' Hunt for Red October Don't even catch me when I'm blunted Rhymes start runnin' like loops on a SP-1200 Instruments the terror on warship, its corporate Visual n***as paint portraits [Verse Two: RZA] Yo, Check the mic line for wire-taps We're under attack, man your stations, take aim, proceed Fire back, all hands on deck: cadet, vets, insert ca**ettes Tracks snap heads like berets; catch web-sites like internet Chief, I detected vehicles approaching from the East Pa** the infrared binoculars, captain, so I can see Sound the alarm; call for the suicidal-kamikaze ninjas with the bombs Flashes of neon, all we saw was flying arms Anytime I come by, alumni cut short their air supply Send 'em back like George McFly I, be holdin' this; travel ground like a motorist Poisonous gas released from my track, its odorless and tasteless Like Ghost is face-less Which allowed the God to break backs, and beat a hundred cases MCs heads weave like trees, in a breeze to rhymes like these Underwater flow strike like torpedoes You get plugged more than Del Rio; played short like De Vito Split the f** up like Mike-Jack and Tito Sword cuts sharper than Concorde needles Call my second private, tell 'em write this important message to Cypress I heard Yacub's a**istant on the island was Dr. Titus And they just released a new deadly virus To infiltrate the Western States It's time to pump out more rap tapes And use the Wu-Tang symbol to communicate RZA, over and out...