To All my critics the cynics who want me want to go away What keeps me going why don't I quit? I'm not a looser like you a reviewer like you A liar or
My girl's ready to take control, she just blows my mind She only listens to the radio to see who's alive, yeah She wakes up scared of getting old, she
Shes got something to say to the world she wants to know if she could tie it up so it cant move, she is feeling inspired she said its too cool for its
(Krizz Kaliko) 1-9-74 was the year mommy and daddy had created a monster The funny looking kid from the suburbs, and referred as genius cause nobody wants
I'll take the blame if I ever want to For what my little brain has been through I know to say things I never meant to To seem a little sane 'cause that
There are some things that you never want to see Situations that you struggle to believe Now you're older and I am older too There are some things that
There's a kid with the golden arm He admits to the forest fire That started up from a lack of somethin' better going on This kid with the golden arm
Dream of my world I live on my world Going off my head, down to somewhere Goin' on a dance all tune In a pressure today I blew a bad man away, today
2-3-4 Dysfunction Dysfunction is a function Dysfunction Dysfunction is a function If dysfunction is a function If dysfunction is a function If dysfunction
Chorus: gza and rza I gotcha back, but you best to watch your front Cause it's the niggaz that front, they be pullin stunts I gotcha back, but you best
Intro: rza Lot of people, you know what I'm sayin, they be gettin misinformed Thinkin everything is everything, that you could just get yourself A little
[killah hills intro features rza, ol dirty bastard, and "grey ghost"] (...the skill of shaolin) Rza: yes the good life, you know *clinks glass
Bobby said, "Fuck spendin' 50 on a whip, buy a clip" Mental flip, got a thousand tracks thought on a chip Said he had mad toys to make noise You split
The amplified sample will trample The leading cancel that vacate your vessel Guide this, strenuous as an arm wrestle Move swift as light A thousand years
On a man-made lake, there's a sheet of thin ice Where unskilled skaters cut figure-eight twice That's sixteen, uncut, direct from the cold Head on a soul
Eh yo Turn my shit up son too Yo You know exactly what I'm talking about Y'know? I'm gonna crash your crew I'm gonna crash your crew I'm gonna crash
Breaker, breaker, one nine, clear the line Can you read me? Extorted your rhymes M Cs should expect the worst I stay alert and shoot first This is not
Intro: method man Aiyyo shorty, yo that's my word Oh, y'all smellin y'all piss now y'all think y'all gold Yo anybody get caught playin Over here, I'm