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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ghostface Killah
Ghostface Killah
Vocals
GZA
GZA
Vocals
Cappadonna
Cappadonna
Vocals
Masta Killa
Masta Killa
Vocals
Raekwon
Raekwon
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Corey Woods
Corey Woods
Songwriter
Darryl Hill
Darryl Hill
Songwriter
Elgin Turner
Elgin Turner
Songwriter
Dennis Coles
Dennis Coles
Songwriter
Gary Grice
Gary Grice
Songwriter
Ronald Bean
Ronald Bean
Songwriter
Ghostface Killah
Ghostface Killah
Arranger
RZA
RZA
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mathematics
Mathematics
Producer
Jose Reynoso
Jose Reynoso
Mixing Engineer
Tony Prendatt
Tony Prendatt
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yo, too advanced, Digi' stance, made the CD enhanced
I move with the speed and strength of ants
Identical in form with the bees they swarm
Hold up the cold current appear warm
[Verse 2]
My first verbal brawl, started on some yes, yes y'all
To the beat y'all, break your windshield, your Jeep stall
Mr. Traffic, dumbin' shit, from ecclesiastic
Cashier, holding out, fine, cut off the plastic
[Verse 3]
See the logo? A monument in hip-hop
Carved out, in the giant landscape, of broken rocks
Whether heard in herb spots, jukebox or malt shops
Uncut live, drop eighty-five, in one shot
[Verse 4]
Spotlight hits the metal mic, majority stare
Heard the Wu snare, while my iris cut down the glare
Walk a road the great length you find too long to measure
My clan'll make me rhyme like D. Banner under pressure
[Verse 5]
No surprise, double disc touched five
Those elements, kept environments colonized
With the high flying death-defying flow like the Rebel
Right there, but you're one light year, from my level
[Verse 6]
Uh-huh, yeah, yo, check it, yo
Bottles goin' off in the church, we broke the wine
Slapped the pastor, didn't know pop had asthma
He pulled out his blue bible, change fell out his coat
Three condoms, two dice, one bag of dope
[Verse 7]
Ooh, Rev ain't right, his church ain't right
Deacon is a pimp, tell by his eyes
Mrs. Parks said, "Brother Starks, meet you at the numbers spot
Heard you got red tops out, and I want a lot"
Shirley fainted dead on the spot
Two ushers slipped eighty dollars right out the pot
Oh shit
[Verse 8]
Egyptian, brown skin brown suede Timbs
Masquerading X-rated throw blades, all occasions
Round nozzle touchdown, Häagen-Dazs goggles White House
Gucci flag on the roof, call us spy groups
[Verse 9]
Mere intelligent, buy Nieman Marc' it out
No doubt, all we saw he bought, Lori mom's all blow
Was simple, blamp instrumentals run camps the stamps get you
The way we lamp, fans come and get you
[Verse 10]
Play, fullback strapped like a fuck, war at
The black, Carlo Gambino's stash house in Hackensack
Pack capsules, Green Bay 'em lay 'em down like wax do
It's all actual we build, like Crash Crew
[Verse 11]
Coconut, incense, one sentence, hey yo
Control the holy flinch hit this, new whips
Roman numerals, sun splash them **** like, Tango and Cash
Alcatraz cats roll out fast
[Verse 12]
Wu thousand nothing but hardcore
We trying to get land riches and more
Ghost put me on to it
We just do it, floss or whatever
[Verse 13]
Take care of the business, there's too many roughnecks
Give two of these to Flex, tell him it's real rap like Ghost
Had to beat **** with toast
Clubs V.I. Clientele we lay it down flat
Pulled out on y'all kid, now where your mans at?
[Verse 14]
Faking the real like, damn I can't stand Cappa
Then my wardrobe flooded the next chapter
Y'all heard about us like we heard about you
Bless the mic with reality, hit you with the virtue
[Verse 15]
Calm down not tryin' to hurt you, burst through
Phat shit, phatter than all y'all **** outfits
We the glitch like Y2K
Catch the ball when it drop, guns pop, y'all have a nice day
[Verse 16]
Doctor Kanabuta, Iron Man, he is invincible
His remarkable armor is supreme
[Verse 17]
Yo
Sometimes I'm liable to spaz and break fool
Grab my gun, select one, snatch son
Put the barrel by his face, blast one by his eardrum
Piss run, you drop thinking you shot
[Verse 18]
Screaming like a bitch, kicks to your face
Shots to the body that shake like the bass
I'm Ghostfaced up, military style down
'Nough ammunitions of rounds across the chest
[Verse 19]
Skip to the intro, rap through po'
Smashed a fresh ball of wax Caesar
Flashy penthouse that overlooks the vista
Wally Mock have tie, swimming trunks
Three chunks of ice sit in Johnny Walker for advice
[Verse 20]
Catch the moment, fundraiser at will, work with the homeless
Polish diamond edge, Flintstone shit, sealed in a comb pick
Carefully, swing the B seven series Christmas lights
Too bright, Ghost is coming y'all fix the mirrors
Relax like pudding, confidence strangle my man couldn't
[Verse 21]
Exile he no longer in the hood
Bless the kid that max the most
Me, I turn a wedding into hoax
Roses tied to bombs on posts
On commercial breaks, piss in the apple juice
Rasta **** rock the big do's
Jiffy Pop it's only chant Wu
Written by: Corey Woods, Darryl Hill, Elgin Turner, G. Grice, Ghostface Killah, J. Hunter, R. Bean
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