Raekwon - Wu Crime lyrics

[GZA] Yo, there's a rumor, that an inmate heard Salesman hiring, a convict of murder Bodyguard, who used to do physical fitness His business, is catching to terrifying the witness In the gym is where he gained his powers Boss was the pizzeria owner that rolled flower A made man, felt good to be made Turned murderer, extremely quick to upgrade But he still baked pies, and his cake would rise Like his enemy, he watched to take dives Allies, would retaliate the least Even the score, had a thousand guns, they would calibrate He sort of loss and double crossed, moved on them Swiftly, if worlds away, sit and shuttle off Horror in the 'Ville, without the Amity Scars upon the grill of your friends family Workers utilized and brutalized Informats scrutinized and crucified Wakes firebombed, functions shot up The jakes was not alarmed to damage the product [Raekwon] Shoot his mans, grizzly stance, up in the GT, Clansman With the sword that'll blow up a van When them peoples come, blow right past, mind your business I don't know nothing, they found his ho in the trash Barbeque wings, blings for my n***as that's true kings Sit up in the crib, catch supper and screw fiends Yeah, watching me, next time, scotch me I drink Crystal liquor, I'm a version of Hitler On wax, no 'dacks, just water, a doorag on I scratch waves, saying 'n***as is trash' Yo, learn how to write, beware, I pull up, he here I should of known, I had a clone, see weird n***as'll get hurt, merked, dropped off in a new turf Trunk full of Siamese rats and gnats, yo I do it for the cats in pits, and all the b**hes with big tits Five hundred shoe game switch Shake that shake, I bake, I live in estate That k** n***as over grits and steak You might get smacked with a mack eleven, or run off the road Or shot in McDonald's for fronting with fake n***as [k**ah Priest] Aiyo, Saladin, vivid Wall Street sixteen m**ms, kufis, uzi's, the Wu is supreme Ferociously, I rank general, a world's above self Conspicious, crime make me grab the nine off the shelf The dark hallways, amazingly convenient, the Phoenix with Jane Juggling cracks or playing with ninas The law of the streets, gangsta crave the beef to feast Fiends with plates and snake wanna eat Gazed at the spectacular rapper, n***as is Dracula Rap tours, Priest the hood amba**ador Pa**ion for war, Wu-Ma**acre, threats, they never worry me Plots to my d**h, mic jack conspiracy Lyrically, I'm only afraid of my own ability Words that shape into nuclear wars, we shooting through walls Bringing down the mall, I ring around the store Planets of the Apes, bandanas on our face Hammers on our waist, cameras out in space The nickel plate, fake armor, will harm ya'll snakes