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| Artist: GZA f/ Sunz of Man, Trigga Album: Beneath the Surface Song: Feel Like an Enemy [Hell Razah] Yeah Yeah, yo I'm like a whirlwind, spinnin with words of wisdom In the ghetto only promise I heards to assist em We complete like the solar system Play in space, I get hungry off o' treble and bass, and beat-breaks Everyday be a court date, record it on tape Hell Razah grab the mic and turn ya show to a wake Cut off snake heads the same way I cut off dead-weight We negotiate with 38's in an orphate GZA came with the liquid swords, killin you all I'm the brightest in the streets, gotta get in ya pores See me jumpin outta 4-doors, with my road dogs All you soldiers want wars when you don't know laws You be a rap froud, knock you off the top a billboards Besides keyboards, the only thing I love is the Lord G-G Macabees, K-G be rapidly And yo Prodigal, niggas is charged with blasphamy [Chorus: Hell Razah, (Prodigal Sunn)] (And all that hard rock shit) Charged with blasphamy (And if you feelin like an enemy) Come after me [Killah Priest] I heard the sweet words of Sour Tone Rip poison in the ears of these drones and these dead-heads for years Shed a tear for the underwear, under the stairs Left naked and ashamed from, hunger and fear Shots were fired in the darkest moment, niggas missed they target Hit the homeless when the chrome spit, sacreligious Days of attonement, sing a praise with a peace pipe Niggas I zone with, priest, I grown bread amongst 12 thugs Drunk a cup of blood We drank the same time Peter sprayed his slugs We all trapped in this dream, scared to wake up I seen a phantom whisper, grim shadows, shows a blurry picture Streets are filled with ghouls and bloody niggas I seen my friend fall, clutch and holdin stomach Caught em off-guard, foldin his 100 It's like the lightin of an ends, never know when it's coming [Trigga] Vocal imbalance, a code o' silence, the verse is howlin Live from Medallion, namacry, dealin equality You can stop and see profiles of me Mic styles of me, lifestyles of me Parallel prophecy, 360 degrees Complete the formation, salute the salvation A Wu nation, through the knowledge, no hatin No misbahavin, lyrical affiliation, artist an occupation Together maitainin, brain stainin, methaphor mutalatin It's generation, a misleading calculation No elevations, time wastin, lives taken [Prodigal Sunn] A day a night crime-scene, livin in a time machine Blaze a lime green, 6 in the spleen, over some cream Surrounded by crooks, a life of jerks and bloody heists Sir deadly Christ, but they gun-fiend for ice, price And it's hell cuz it's filled with bitches, money and trouble Stages, with dummy couples, crummy fuckin up the hustle It's a struggle, in the jungle with sin, we bundle men First in prison, and know the mission, with no religion In the city chronicle, thugs be caught up astronomical Stands phenominal, blasted you're abdominal Niggas is comical, fuckin with the abominal Son, I promise you, you won't live, to see tomorrow Catch a slug, in the back o' ya head, at the Apollo I'm a hard act to follow, rugged swift like Wallo (Bitch market ass nigga ride away) [Chorus x2] |
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