Raekwon, Killah Priest, GZA - Wu Crime lyrics

Yo, there's a rumor that an inmate heard
Salesman hiring, a convict of murder
Bodyguard, he used to use physical fitness
His business
Catching and terrifying the witness
In the gym is where he gained his powers
Boss was the pizzeria owner that rolled flour
A made man, it felt good to be made
Turned murderer, extremely quick to upgrade
But he still baked pies and
His cake would rise
Like his enemy, he watched to take dives
Allies would retaliate
At least even the score
Had a thousand guns they would calibrate
He sort a loss, if devil crossed
Moved on 'em swiftly
If worlds away set the shuttle off
Horror in the ville without the Amity
Scars upon the grill of your friend's family
Workers utilized then brutalized
Performance scrutinized then crucified
Wakes, fire bombs, function's shot up
The jakes was not alarmed
But damned is the product

Shooters mans, grizzlies stands up in the GT
Klansman with the sword that'll blow up a van
When the people's come, blow right past
Mind your business, I don't know nothin'
They found his ho in the trash
Barbecue wings
Blings for my niggas that's true kings
Sit up in the crib, catch
Somethin' and screw fiends, yeah
Watchin' me, next time scotch me
I drink Cristal liquor
I'm a version of Hitler
On wax, no 'dacks just water a du rag on
I scratch waves sayin' niggas is trash
Yo, learn how to write, beware
I pull up, he here
I should've known I had a clone
See weird niggas'll get irked
Murked, dropped off in a new turf
Trunk full of Siamese rats and gnats yo
I do it for the cats and pit's and
All the bitches with big tit's
Five hundred shoe game switch
Shake that shake, I bake
I live in the state that kill
Niggas over grit's and steak
You might get smacked with a Mac 11
Or run off the road or shot in
McDonalds for frontin' with fake niggas

Ay yo, Saladin vivid Wall Street sixteen
Muslims, kufis, uzis, the Wu is supreme
Ferociously I rank general a
World's above self
Conspicuous crime make me grab the
Nine off the shelf
The dark hallways amazingly convenient
The phoenix with Jane
Jugglin' cracks or playin' with ninas
Thug law of the streets
Gangsters crave the beef to feast
Fiends with plates, a snake wanna eat
Gaze at the spectacular rapper
Niggas is Dracula
Rap tours, Priest the hood ambassador
Passion for war, Wu-Massacre, threats
They never worry me
Plots to my death, mic jack conspiracy
Lyrically, I'm only afraid of my own ability
Words that shape into nuclear wars
We shooting through walls
Bringing down the mall
I ring around the store
Planets of the Apes, bandanas on our face
Hammers on our waist, cameras out in space
The nickel plate, fake armor
Will harm ya'll snakes