Raekwon, RZA, Jimi Kendrix - Start the Show lyrics

For money, I assassinate
Today, I have an opponent that's worthy
Now, killing me, you won't find that so easy

Clap your hands let's start the show, c'mon
1, 2, 3, 4, oh clap your hands
Let's start the show, c'mon 1, 2, 3, 4, oh

Revolutionary gangster, the will to kill
Everything up, my roots is steel
Do it big time
March through the desert and shine
Let the C's live free while we open the minds
Of every black man, white man, no color
My writing hand
Is like dynamite, I fight for land
Blood stains yo, gettin money affect the plan
You travel to Beijing and end up in Japan
Hoods everywhere, bring the goods and gear
And teach them how to hold
Mics and grow them beards then stop
Check my brothers and my sisters in Africa
We know that's theirs, yes, we been actin up
Bush fucked the world up
And left our soldiers
Out in Iraq, bless them with roses
Foes try to approach, we roast them goats
We terrorize the city while
Forgettin the quotes

Clap your hands let's start the show, c'mon
1, 2, 3, 4, oh clap your hands
Let's start the show, c'mon 1, 2, 3, 4, oh

They trying to take us down through
(Reaganomics) and atomic bombs
On Islamic countries to stop
Them from being Islamic
But, Islam is a way of life
Islam is the way of Christ
Islam means peace, the beast must pay a price
For his wickedness, politics is the trickiest
Business on this planet
The bandit's are the slipperiest
Snakes who ever slithered
You ever stop to consider
Who's pulling these strings
From Napoleon to Hitler?
Is there an unseen hand with the unseen plan?
The unclean man from the unclean land
Desire to kill the righteous
Dumbs down the brightest
Give his life in this world
That seem so lifeless
Put a price on things, that are priceless
Convince us that meanness is
Stronger than the niceness
Who really has the power - is is theirs
Is it ours?
Is it a democracy, or the morning prowlers?
Do we have a press or President?
Is it a test or a
Testament? Pest or pestilence?
Who got the evidence?
Who got the common sense?
Stop all the negligence

Clap your hands let's start the show, c'mon
1, 2, 3, 4, oh

I oversee the world
You taught me that, basically
I'm moldin rap to be more than I can see
Chef, Senator of Thoughts democratic cats
Saved by the judge
The flavor, that was brought about that day
Steaks come out, raw

Clap your hands let's start the show, c'mon
1, 2, 3, 4, oh clap your hands
Let's start the show, c'mon 1, 2, 3, 4, oh

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