Wu-tang Clan It`s Yourz Lyrics

It`s Yourz Lyrics

Verse One: Raekwon the Chef

 

 Machine gun rap for all my niggaz in the back

 Stadium packed, linebacker nigga flashback

 See through yellow lines

 Rock a fly jersey in the summertime God

 Magic marker rap, bleed Benatton

 Relaxed, wrote this, comin at cha crab ass cope

 and snatch ya ice off, chillin in the back, throw the lights off

 Waves, water blend, rhyme flow in slow motion

 Thick snare, I'm feelin like a snail in the ocean

 What's your wish? Wanna Kringle like Kris?

 Melodic single, dark snap a nigga just like fish

 You fucked up, some rich niggaz you done test yo

 Select the wrong apartment, and niggaz pulled up your dress

 Style molest that, canal chain nigga where ya vest at

 Flex'll make me wanna bless that, yo

 Saddam Hu-sane niggaz light the torch, we flamin niggaz

 Autograph that, flatten all the main niggaz

 

 Chorus:

 

 [All] It's Yourz!

 [RZA] The world in the palm of your hand

 [All] It's Yourz!

 [RZA] Twenty-three million of useful land

 [All] It's Yourz!

 [RZA] The seed and the black wo-man

 [All] It's Yourz!

 [RZA] Double LP from Wu-Tang Clan

 [All] It's Yourz! (2X)

 

 Verse Two: U-God

 

 Yo, super freak physique. like Raphael Saadiq

 Baby love the ganja leaf, everday of the week

 Super friends wake up, deluxe gourmet beats

 The night is right, I might find me a suite

 It's a quarter full moon, now I ride with my swoon

 Well groomed, dance hall packed, full room

 Lady move, peep my glide, peep my zoom

 Keep in stride, smoke the lah smoke the boom

 Feel the fumes, consume toxic tunes

 Hell bound, species forty ounce typhoon

 The ultra-violet scream machine move your body touch

 The totem pole wobble Ark builders God rush

 Beams of light, stop ya breathin -- it's huntin season

 Honey eye-ballin down for no reason

 Grab her close, play post, wind and wax floors

 Never mind the laws, cause tonight

 [All] It's Yourz

 

 Verse Three: RZA

 

 Stop the fader of the RAM, pass my watts through my pre-amp

 Them can't stress the beat vamp the shit'll get blam

 at full throttle, hot lead propels throughout my nozzle

 Crack your soul like bottles, leave you stiff as models

 You fag, you couldn't pull one drag -- off my blunt

 You couldn't punch your way out of a wet paper bag

 with scissors in your hands -- bitch, the RZA

 I stand close to walls, like number four the lizard

 Enchant a few solar panels, blast off like Roman Candles

 Rap vandals, stomp your ass like Yahoo McDaniels

 You cocker spaniel dogs, can't fuck with our catalog

 Put your lights out and leave your brain inside a fog

 

 Verse Four: Inspectah Deck

 

 It's only natural, actual facts are thrown at you

 The impact'll blow trees back and crack statues

 Million dollar rap crews fold, check the sick shit

 explicit, I crystalize the rhyme so you can sniff it

 We live this, fitted hats low conceal the Crooked I

 No surprise, verbal stick up -- put em high

 Rebel I, outlaw, split second on the draw

 Blow the door off this shit, like bricks of C4

 

 Chorus

 

 Verse Five: Ghostface Killah

 

 Check out my beaver, baby blue glock in the safe

 Seems Darthy and the God and get ski roll weight

 We hold a belt Son, that's my word

 Spot a rapper run him down, throw him out in the third, yo check it

 I think like the man behind a register

 Evergreen smokin estates, rhyme and power made me treasurer

 With third down, six to go flash his strobe lights

 I'm open RZA hit me off lovely and I love him

 With root beer thoughts, here's a tennis court

 for your birthday, the babyface of rap politic with Sade

 Avenging eagle crooks rock the "W" in Spiegel books

 Annheiser Busch kings came through, and stopped your whole jooks

 Spitfire Kangols, watch Tony train a gang of hoes

 Painful like hearin the news, like when your man go

 Ends blow, windy at times watch the room sheisty girl

 Love to sit out this song, now watch your water break

 

 Chorus: latter 1/2