Don't erase none of that good shit in the beginnin'
Yo, spill drinks on ya, get stank on ya
Yo, yo, pinky ring shit, yo
That pink ring shit, yo
[Verse 2]
It's that pinky ring shit, the legend of masked kid
Shoot out the speakers when my guns get jurassic
Superbad, who am I? Dolemite classic
The vandal's back, hands on Angela Bassett
I handle my plastic, gunplay I mastered
No coke, dope mixed down with acid on record
Broken down and crated in seconds
Lady's choice, the golden voice still peppered
Better respect it, bitch believe
I pull rabbits out the hat, tricks up my sleeves
I air out the showroom, the shit can breathe
Fix your weave, behold my experstise
[Verse 3]
I got my Uzi back, you dudes is wack, face it the Wu is back
I got my Uzi back, you dudes is wack, face it the Wu is back
[Verse 4]
Take it back to the peoples, leanin' gettin' rec room punch
We in them authentic alley switchin' joints
Major general ****, five stars
Both arms rock when coke dropped, we read a hundred **** palms
Silencers, garbage bags of hash
For every cop we paid retired, now the **** on smash
Gash you out your burner fast
You swing down, hatin' me now, respect, get your fingers off the glass
[Verse 5]
I got my Uzi back, you dudes is wack, face it the Wu is back
I got my Uzi back, you dudes is wack, face it the Wu is back
[Verse 6]
Yo what the fuck yo? Yo what the fuck y'all comin' for?
Get the fuck away from my door
We got big guns in here, coke over there
With blue bag and E pills stashed under the chair
And there's Boss Hog black and white pit with the pink lips
Stan thought he was soft tell he big his fingers
The shit had me dyin' yo, big fat **** bleedin'
Big cat **** all season
On the beach truck, stuck with Hawaiian ice
Diamond twice the whole city thought I bought FUBU
Blew you, authentic doodoo, picture the fog iced out
18 karat rap between noodles
[Verse 7]
I got my Uzi back, you dudes is wack, face it the Wu is back
I got my Uzi back, you dudes is wack, face it the Wu is back
[Verse 8]
Up at Killa Bee headquarters, four whips just pulled up
I saw Johnny sippin' Henny from a iced out cup
Yo with the blunt, two-way vibratin' off the hip
I just three drags off the honey-dip
Now what you talkin'? You see me gold voice walkin'?
Ain't tryna hear what you dogs be barkin'
Read the headline that was blast on today's Post
Dead king, thought he could ace Ghost
Queen couldn't even jack Monk
Probably find him in Doc Doom's back trunk
I'm up at the Wu library, readin' Malcom's Any Means Necessary
[Verse 9]
John John, Bacardi straight up hold the ice
So nice like New York they had to name 'em twice
Name your price, I black out then change the lights
Give you the same advice that I gave my wife
Don't fuck with mine, clan give you lumps in nine
Let the smoke cloud clear so the sun can shine
Culture shock, for some of us that's all we got
Whether you ball or not, you can can all be shot
[Verse 10]
New York, New York legendary rhyme boss
Code name Charlie Horse, bust with blind force
I smash set it and wreck for cash credit or check
You crash-tests can't measure the threat
I dance on a **** like my names Zab Judah
Rap barracuda, three XL kahuna
Sure to get it perkin' and 'cause a disturbance
I'm thristin', feel what I feel then we can merge then
Creepin' through the states in V-8's and 12's
My weight's hell, fuck with me then brace yourself
The noble, sir I mass mogul
Known to blast vocals, and move global on you locals
[Verse 11]
This is grown man talkin', coward I'll split your head
I'm from the East where the streets run red from the bloodshed
Hit chef for the rice and peas
'Nough respect Father Eton with at ease
My brother's can't wait to squeeze the automatic
They need a wreck like a drug dealer need a addict
Floatin' on the 95, sting like a killer bee
Your hands can't hear what your eyes can't see
[Verse 12]
From dark matter to the big crunch
The vocals came in a bunch without one punch
Rare glimpse from the strictly advanced, proved unstoppable
Reputation enhanced, since the 'cause was probable
So you compare and contrast but don't blast through extreme depths
With a pen I hold fast
Watch the block thirst for one became all
Shot 'em with the long forgotten rainfall
Delivered in a vivid fashion with simplicity
The blind couldn't verify the authenticity
The rhyme came from the pressure of heat
Then it was laid out, on the ground to pave streets
[Verse 13]
I got my Uzi back, you dudes is wack, face it the Wu is back
I got my Uzi back, you dudes is wack, face it the Wu is back
Written by: Clarence Reid, Clifford Smith, Corey Woods, Elgin Turner, GRICE GARY E, Gary Grice, Ghostface Killah, Jason Hunter, Lamont Jody Hawkins, Robert Diggs, Russell Jones