Wu-tang Clan - You'll Never Know lyrics

[Intro: RZA] One-two, one-two Mic check, one-two, one-two (You don't know, that I really love you) Yo, yo, You'll Never Know Check me out (You don't know, that I really love you) Yo, yo, yo [RZA] I love you like how birds love rose petals, k**army love full metal I love you like how the Park Hill cats love to pull metal The heat will make ya head whistle loud like a full kettle I come like the Meccan civilizin ya Roman Greco Chicago Bull bandana, I keep police scanners from fishes That try to splash me out like Daryl Hannah And blow my spot, no, I'm not the polka-dot I tote weight, sip Scotch, bust shots, smoke a lot My cousin Billy, yeah dun is silly, used to joke a lot Chased b**hes, cut cla**, got high and stayed broke a lot So when the rent was due, D would grab the identical Twin gats and put a f**in hole in your right ventricle Not sober yet, don't pose a threat, yo I hold a Tec Soda jet pack on my back blast like Boba Fett While you bickerin, this flame is still flickerin And the magnetic attraction to my wisdom keeps you listenin [Interlude: Cilvaringz] Yo, yo Choco bang that sh**! Yeah, yeah (You don't know, that I really love you) k**a Beez, European Yo, yo, shut up! [Cilvaringz] Eh-yo, my sword so sharp I split the tweeters in ya Genelacs European k**a Beez attack, chk-chk-chk I never smoked blunts, tote weight, nor bust shots But f** with me I guarantee you'll get ya neck chopped Be the haunting, dauntin, brothers won't f** With The Wu-Tang swordsman, slowly get dropped When my Shaolin sword, swing at Nasty Immigrants with pa**ports To teach Man, Woman and Child, with the sword style God, complete the presence It only takes seconds to chop a n***a head on RZA records But you a worthless effort, follow faster then leopards I can't wait to return to the f**in essence Of hip-hop, yo, my sh** chop constantly It's over when my sh** drops, son, honestly I love the RZA and the whole Wu Academy For givin me a chance to be what I wanna be (What?) But you will never know how much... (I love the gods) [RZA] Do you think this co*ked mic will jam or choke? Come on my n***a.. Listen yo.. Do you think this black mic will co*k back, jam or choke? I should stick a long silver hook down your throat And snatch out your vocals, b**h my eyes is black opal Reflectin this 2.2 kilogram Mac that smoke you Fire ignitin' Northern Lights stuffed tight in chocolate Philly Lyrics pierce through the ear like the spear of Achilles Iron body Bobby Digital suit, don't bother to shoot Quicker than Clint when I draw the six shoo' Mortal Kombat whether it's the blind or the mute Cripple, or idiot, dun, the style's ridiculous Rapid flow got you petro, my voice echo, echoes Off the Wall Street money we stash like Gordon Gekko Gecko, gecko, let go my Eggo or feel my Eagle 4,5,6 in my hand, I hold the c-lo Whether knocking out pounds, ounces or straight kilos You know how we roll, it's a k**a Bee show And I love you like the pharoah loved Joseph, the Jews love Moses Like a man bendin down on one knee before he proposes Expressed in the faith of Abraham about to slay Isaac And the patience of Daniel in the lion's den with closed eyelids You'll never know, you'll never know... (You don't know, that I really love you) (You don't know that I'm really there)