[GZA]
I wipe the chrome off with the dust cloth before I bust off
What's the cost? Life lost, high price to pay for a small reward
Kill for that Bushwick and Halsey broad
I provided the jumper cables thru the booster mini-pack
Based on the drama, unfold it in the tracks
I don't hold back or spare no one, swords swing like Shogun
Now who want it, I see the truth then act upon it
I see the fire's is full view, ain't an MC that I hit
Can pull thru, y'all niggaz are like kids, flashin plastic tools
Unaware of the multi year, diagnastic rule
What? You stupid?

[Masta Killa]
Without a doubt it's in the heart where the best darts were written
Sittin' at the window of the grand old Earths
Youths thirst for knowledge, I teach but hold heat
Cuz some savage niggaz are lost beyond reach
Broken homes breed seeds of no guidance
Left to wander the streets and experiment with devilish men
Violent, felon offenders, supreme quotas
120 bomb holders, let em off and explode
The battle field haunting, the daunting
Wu-Tang dance, deadly in mits six pit spiral
Spiral rifle barrel pointed, elastic noose
Plastic head wrap, stifle, survival, tribal, title
Secret Rival, Archibald subliminal message throwin
Bitch niggaz hoein on labels, mic cables
Capable of slowin down jets on deck
Fuckin you straight through continuously
Justice before the critical pinnacle
Some long overdue, now served by the chiefs or chief
Drama builds as the streets prophecies fulfill
Bitter chill currents to the uninvited
Bank for the phone, live niggaz on their way home
snatch thrones from clones, we got it sewn