GZA (aka The Genius)
GZA (aka The Genius) - 7 Pounds songtekst
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Speakin' of this art form this slang is dangerous MC's are like sperm cells, a gang of us Fightin' to reach the egg Bitin' or loose a leg Odds are like one in ten million, a thin thread One from a thousand speaks in his own voice The other 999 imitate without choice Never even knowing it until the going gets rough See the amplified sample I've grown with. I grab the microphone the unthinkable happens See the rocket's red glare like the guns; clappin' They still cage matchin' MC's is scrappin' Not the UFC but my opponent's tappin' So don't let a little bit of fear turn to hatred I was sent as the savior to revive what is sacred Also stop this uncalled-for behavior Sylphic rap cats they lactate the flavor Got word from the wise to let it drop Set this on fire, take aim and let it pop Because regardless of who or what Even with doors shut I'm givin' 'em straight raw you're givin' 'em raw cut Like Bolivian rock, your watered down hip hop Rap so outta shape and far from tip-top Girls next to pebbles Spoons against shovels Dictators next to rebels and Gods against Devils. No time for backwards thinkin' let's think ahead, If you wanna sleep when you awake then make your bed A lot of MCs came to see me on referrals Not even knowing that they would undergo great perils This cutting edge methods from the most specialized The lord of the art strikes a chord in your heart Your ear love to hear the guard rip the track apart To me hip hop is like Einstein to science; A match made in heaven, most likely alliance Complex individual that you dream of being Intellectual charlatan, the all-high-seeing Got an appetite for heat so then come and bite the beat and Digest the rest and don't stress the part you couldn't eat.