Wu Banga 101 -

[GZA] 

Yo, too advanced, Digi' stance, made the CD enhanced 

I move with the speed and strength of ants 

Identical in form with the Beez they swarm 

Hold up the cold current appear warm 

My first verbal brawl, started on some yes yes y'all 

to the beat y'all, break your windshield, your jeep stall 

Mr. Traffic, dumbin shit, from ecclesiastic 

Cashier, holdin out, fine, cut off the plastic 

See the logo? A monument in hip-hop 

Carved out, in the giant landscape, of broken rocks 

Whether heard in herb spots, jukebox or malt shops 

Uncut live, drop eighty-five, in one shot 

Spotlight hits the metal mic, majority stare 

Heard the Wu snare, while my iris cut down the glare 

Walk a road the great length you find too long to measure 

My Clan a make me rhyme like D. Banner under pressure 

No surprise, double disc touched five 

Those elements, kept environments colonized 

with the high flyin death-defyin flow like the Rebel 

Right there, but you're one light year, from my level 


[Ghostface] 

Uh-huh.. yeah.. yo.. check it.. yo.. 

Bottles goin off in the church, we broke the wine 

slapped the pastor, didn't know Pop had asthma 

He pulled out his blue bible, change fell out his coat 

Three condoms, two dice, one bag of dope 

Oooh! Rev. ain't right, his church ain't right 

Deacon is a pimp, tell by his eyes 

Mrs. Parks said, "Brother Starks, meet you at the numbers spot 

Heard you got red tops out, and I want a lot" 

Shirley fainted dead on the spot 

Two ushers slipped eighty dollars right out the pot 

Oh shit! 


[Raekwon the Chef] 

Egyptian, brown skin brown suede Timbs 

Masqueradin X-rated throw blades, all occasions 

Round nozzle touchdown, Haagen-Daas gobbles White House 

Gucci flag on the roof, call us rock groups 

Mere intelligent, buy Nieman Marc' it out 

No doubt, all we saw he bought, Lori mom's all blow 

was simple, blamp instrumentals run camps the stamps get you 

The way we lamp, fans come and get you 

Play, fullback strapped like a fuck, war at 

the black, Carlo Gambino's stash house in Hackensack 

Pack capsules, Green Bay 'em lay 'em down like wax do 

It's all actual we build, like Crash Crew 

Coconut, incense, one sentence, aiyyo 

Control the holy flinch hit this, new whips 

Roman numerals, sun splash them niggaz like, Tango and Cash 

Alcatraz cats roll out fast.. 


[Cappadonna] 

Wu thousand nuthin but hardcore 

We tryin to get land riches and more 

Ghost put me on to it 

We just do it, floss or whatever 

Take care of the business, there's too many roughnecks 

Give two of these to Flex, tell him it's real rap like Ghost 

Had to beat niggaz with toast 

Clubs V.I. clientele we lay it down flat 

Poot out on y'all kid, now where your mans at? 

Fakin the real like, "Damn I can't stand Cappa'" 

Then my wardrobe flooded the next chapter 

Y'all heard about us like we heard about you 

Bless the mic with reality, hit you with the virtue 

Calm down not tryin to hurt you, burst through 

That shit, fatter than all y'all niggaz outfits 

We the glitch like Y2K 

Catch the ball when it drop, guns pop, y'all have a nice day 


"Doctor Kanabuta, Iron Man, he is invincible. 

His remarkable armor is supreme!" 


[Masta Killa] 

Yo 

Sometimes I'm liable to spaz and break fool 

Grab my gun, select one, snatch son 

Put the barrel by his face, blast one by his eardrum 

Piss run, you drop thinkin you shot 

Screamin like a bitch, kicks to your face 

Shots to the body that shake like the bass 

I'm Ghostfaced up, military style down 

Nuff ammunitions of rounds across the chest 


[Ghostface] 

Skip to the intro, rap through po' 

Smashed a fresh ball of wax ceasar 

Flashy penthouse that overlooks the vista 

Wally Moc' have tie, swimmin trunks 

Three chunks of ice sit in Johnny Walker for advice 

Catch the moment, fundraiser at will, work with the homeless 

Polish diamond edge, Flintstone shit, sealed in a comb pick 

carefully, swing the B seven series Christmas lights 

too bright Ghost is comin y'all fix the mirrors 

Relax like pudding, confidence strangle my man couldn't 

Exile he no longer in the hood 

Bless the kid that max the most 

Me I turn a wedding into hoax 

Roses tied to bombs on posts 

On commercial breaks, piss in the apple juice 

Rasta nigga rock the big do's 

Jiffy Pop it's only chant Wu