Third World lyrics

by

RZA


[Intro: RZA & sample]
Yeah-yeah-yeah, one-two, one-two
Aiyyo, Wu-Tang's invincible
Better understand the principle
My man Muggs, droppin' phat tracks like drugs
Breaker-breaker one two, breaker-breaker one two
You're breakin' up, peace
"We're at the crossroads, our immediate future
Is the worst war man will ever know"

[Verse 1: GZA]
Via satellite from the Wu-mansion
Still branchin' off the tree that sparked any MC
And the fruit that fell far was the ripest
It was Cypress, let the media hype this
Promotion n*ggas snipe this
Push it like tray bags of 72
Kept n*ggas in suede rags
Microphone psycho, who flips the mic so well
Held without bail, in jams packed like jail-cells
Theres no escaping, once my blade starts scrapin'
n*ggas flakin', wannabe MCs is shakin'
My sword indeed make more n*ggas bleed
So swift naked eye couldn't record the speed
I lost ya, wit that offer; n*gga that'll cost ya
Feel the strings of torture
Must've been the half-gal
That's the sh*t he drinkin', that got him thinkin'
That he could trash the ship and get me sinkin'
I told him, "Come back when you're sober"
Drunk-ass punk, on the motherf*ckin' Hunt for Red October
Don't even catch me when I'm blunted
Rhymes start runnin' like loops on a SP-1200
Instruments of terror on warship, its corporate
Visual n*ggas paint portraits
[Verse 2: RZA]
Yo, check the mic line for wire-taps
We're under attack, man your stations, take aim, proceed
Fire back, all hands on deck: cadet, vets, insert cassettes
Tracks snap heads like berets; catch web-sites like internet
Chief, I detected vehicles approaching from the East
Pass the infrared binoculars, captain, so I can see
Sound the alarm, call for the suicidal-kamikaze ninjas with the bombs
Flashes of neon, all we saw was flying arms
Anytime I come by, alumni cut short their air supply
Send 'em back like George McFly
I, be holdin' this; travel ground like a motorist
Poisonous gas released from my track, its odorless and tasteless
Like Ghost is face-less
Which allowed the God to break backs, and beat a hundred cases
MCs heads weave like trees, in a breeze to rhymes like these
Underwater flow strike like torpedoes
You get plugged more than Del Rio; played short like De Vito
Split the f*ck up like Mike-Jack and Tito
Sword cuts sharper than Concorde needles
Call my second private, tell 'em write this important message to Cypress
I heard Yacub's assistant on the island was Dr. Titus
And they just released a new deadly virus
To infiltrate the Western States
It's time to pump out more rap tapes
And use the Wu-Tang symbol to communicate
RZA, over and out
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