Young Godz Songtext

von Shyheim

[Intro: RZA, (Raekwon)]
Yo *echoes*
Older cats *echoes*
Yo *echoes*
Whassup Rae? What's going on son?
(Whattup dude?)
(Yeah, I ain't see y'all cats in a long time)
Check it, yo
(Y'all better be on that shit too)
Older cats max, the young godz they got the guns
(KnowhatI'msayin son?)
Out of town Big Willie niggaz best to run
(Y'all the little y'all the youth coming up)
Or get stung by the killer bee stinga from the slums
(KnowhatI'msayin son?)
(Yo son)
Come the young Shaolin Monks takin heads with the tongue
(You the first man, you go first son)

[Shyheim]
I Mobb Deep, in cherry Cherokees, I forever be
On some thug shit, runnin wild through New York City
Bustin guns rockin jew-els that shine like the sun
Stapleton is where I'm from
And been now for years stayed on point like spears (yeah, word up)
Cuz the jealous motherfuckers want to end my career
I never feared, the ghetto is Hell, but I learned ta
Keep my mouth shut and pack a nickel-plated burner
And squeeze, if I get front on, my nine millimi
Will have my enemies, behind trees
Niggaz they think they live cuz they puff a little lye
Pack a bullshit, twenty-five, now them think them killers

[Chorus: RZA, (Raekwon)]
Older cats mack, you know the young godz they got the guns
(You right about that kid)
Out of town Big Willie niggaz best to run
(Now yo y'all just keep everything moving you know)
Or get stung by the killer bee stinga from the slums
(The beat is sounding like Star Trek)
Comes the young Shaolin Monks, taking heads, with the tongue
(So yo, youknowhatI'msayin Son?)

[9th Prince]
Yo, deep in the ocean of the Atlantic, here comes the killa falcon
I meditate between spring waters and mountains
Brain cells is able to be biodegradable
When I think it's hazardous to your ozone layer
With pre-meditated killer plan to kill the mayor, my silencer
Causes niggaz to hush, then I rush, like Manchuz
Who guard jewels and collect, Cash Rules with heavy jewels
I live by name and cut veins, burn the bodies into flames
Restrain my anger, I lock down every chamber
Hillside strangeler, a nigga with a mask like Lone Ranger
Rap poetic is injected into the brain athletic
Build off of rhymin calisthetics
I'm determined, I raise a army like Hitler of young Germans
And become the allied commander, my enemies is captured on camera
They seek death, I begin to torture them (calm down kid take your time)
By giving butterfly stitches, bear witness
As I hang all the Jehovah's Witnesses

[Chorus w/o Raekwon]

[Rubbabandz]
Yo, yo, this is manslaughter, so what you wanna do?
Last year, you ran for the border with your crew
I flip, stacks, all the, time when I rhyme
Libra is my sign, and can't stand swine
When I dine, the automatic weapon
Got niggaz steppin, in the opposite direction
My jurisdiction, is off grounds to you clowns
My proposition, me and you go round for round
Straight up and down, I broke the sound barrier
Scarier, than a tight skirt wrapped around a transvestite
The grammar, hype, nigga check your stats
Or you'll be rhyming with a broke back
Niggaz talk about they rollin deep up in here
The only way you roll is if you in a wheelchair

[Interlude: RZA, (Raekwon)]
Older...
(Yo, y'all calm down man calm down calm down)
Yeah, and yo
(Now yo, youknowhatI'msayin?)
I wanna tell y'all
(Y'all up under the restrictions of the Wu camp)
Aiyyo Rae, we got Killa Sin
YouknowhatI'msayin?
Madman, Shyheim the Rugged Child
(So just take your time and handle life as it comes)
Motherfuckin Rubbabandz, the young godz comin through
Cause the real nigga gonna know what they gotta do
(Showin and provin youknowhatI'msayin?) Shaolin forever

[Killa Sin]
Aiyyo, may all the bullshit cease, increase the war, fuck the peace
Make shit hot like rockin tube socks at Jones Beach
In the summer, number one gunner, run for cover
Keep em steppin with more Lethal Weapons than Danny Glover
I cock back, action packed raps and gats
Niggaz trade Mac's for prats, people react to RZA sharp tracks
Another day nother body dropped, you better keep your shottie cocked
For actin snotty cops catch karate chops
Cuz Wu-Tang live, forever and a day
You better pray for better ways to get away when my Beretta spray
We never play with commercialism
The hardcore rhythm give em more hell than an exorcism
My terrordome be a clever poem, let it be known
I'm packin chrome and rollin phatter than eleven bones
My crew's sicker than that AIDS shit
While others get played quick, cause we be making hits
Through the grave shifts
My right hand man, myself and the Clan
Gun and mic stands with verses helped me see my first a hundred grand
And to my Physical one love power crazy real
For all them carbon copy niggaz lurkin in the rap field

[Outro: RZA]
Older cats max, young godz got the guns
Out of town niggaz best to run
Yo, older cats mack, the young godz, check it out
Yo, older cats mack, the young godz, they got the guns
Out of town Big Willie niggaz best to run
Or get stung by the killa bee stinga from the slum
From the young Shaolin Monks, takin heads with the tongue
From the slum comes the young Shaolin Monks, takin heads with the tongue
Older cats mack, but young godz got the guns
Out of town Big Willie niggaz best to run
Or get stung
Killa bee stinga from the slum, come the young
Shaolin Monks taking heads with the tongue
Older cats max, but young godz they got the guns
Out of town Big Willie niggaz best to run
Aiyyo stop it
Older cats max but young godz they got the guns
Out of town Big Willie niggaz best to run
Or get stung by the killa bee stinga from the slum
From the young Shaolin Monks taking heads with the tongue
Young Shaolin Monks taking heads with the tongue
Older cats max but young godz got the guns
Out of town Big Willie niggaz best to run
Or get stung...