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one of my fav Rza songs

Rza- A Day to God is 1,000 Years

“I wanna stay with you, forever”

[RZA]
Yo, yo, the A-1 sauce, the Divine Force
My mind blind force is known to blow time off course
Even, if I rode around the world on a blind horse
Strapped down, I'd still get my point across
Allah is father of all
You debate whether big, whether small
Whether short, whether tall
Whether dense, whether length
Whether strength, whether width
Either man, animal, bird or fish
Whether, black or white, more shapes than snowflakes
Existin', everywhere but you still can't locate
The man of steel couldn't bend me
Time couldn't end me
Even the great devil Satan that tried to befriend me
Understand the equality, God in a bodily
Form, lettin' my knowledge be born
Lettin' my knowledge be born...

“I wanna stay with you, forever”

[RZA]
Yo, yo, yo
I be the fatal flyin', I'm like NATO flyin'
Over your country and droppin' down forty tons of iron
Filled with explosives, your chance is hopeless
We have your head poppin' up like the blowfish
I'm not talkin' Hootie, nigga pass the zootie
I could bag the cootie, maybe smoke the ootie
The runaway train with no track
I got the heart of Faye Dunaway whippin' that child with the coatrack
T.V. droppin' bombs or droppin' germs
Baby moms in the courthouse, she's droppin' terms
Guns go off, bustin' all directions
D.J. choose, another ****in' dope selection

"...with you forever..."
"Like the corners of my mind...."
"I wanna stay with you, forever"

[RZA]
Yo, the pen is mightier than the sword, as I face my worldly challenge
In the scale of justice and my heart remains balanced and neutral
My respect for all men is mutual
As my thoughts surpass a level to which you devils compute to
You've been given the chance to hear the true and living
So do the knowledge, son, before you do the wisdom
So you can understand, how the thunder and
Lighting above your head is caused by the Son of Man
We experimentin' with high explosions
That cause the place to quake and the surface erosions
The earth produce lava like the mouth produce saliva
This wisdom goes deeper than your scuba diver
In search for the pearl jewels sold to Tiffany
My verbal heart symphony will strike the epiphany
Insight, ignite, and then men might, see love and hell
Hell and right, then excel, to be masters of your circumference
First, by obtainin' mastery of your common sense
This supreme wisdom clears a man's vision
You can see it through the lies and the fantism
Of the equivocal, two-faced political individual
Who's only out for residual, fabricatin' lies
To eradicate the wise
But we come to civilize and gravitate to the skies
Of the heavenly celestial sphere
Trust me, son, it's dear, in between your ears

[Chorus 2X: RZA]
A day to God is a thousand years
Men walk around with a thousand fears
The true joy of love bring a thousand tears
In the world of desire, there's a thousand snares

"I wanna stay with you forever" (2X)

Yo
I'm not caught up in politics
I'm no black activist on a so-called scholar's dick
I come through with the Wu and drop math
And versatile freestyles bombs and phonographs
and deliver, all things and other in weight
searched to death, on how living things relate
Cause at a young age, I was molded in a religion I relied on
and got caught up in superstition
Scared to split pole, duck black cats
Once in a while, threw salt over my back
But with knowledge of self from off the shelf
Made things seemed complicated now small like elves
So turn off the lights light a candle, and have a seance
Pull the lid off the Dean Martin scandal
Witches warlocks spooks and holy ghosts
RZA lets defraud the host

Chorus

Verse Two:

We were on the same ship when the slaves were checked
I had to pull your card you was on the top deck
So I plotted my escape, I saw the Thin Line Between Love and Hate
And fast from the hog on the plate
I suffered brutal pains, from whips and chains
Punishments that were set to wash the brain
So look listen observe and also respect this jewel
drawed up, di-tect and reflect this
light I shine, that cause my power to be find
through the truth, which manifest through eternal minds
Purified gases and masses the same elements
that helped spark civilization classes
I see brothers quote math plus degrees
Look at professor ass niggaz can't feed they own seeds

GZA - Swordsman

i'm Dr Death mutha****a ever heard a me
close your eyes, cross your fingers its time for surgery

-mf grimm

at the speed of wind make you bleed within
crack your skull, without penetratin your skin

-rza

spiritually flawed, audio immaculate
you'll never be this fresh no matter how many raps you spit
im past your shit, i mastered it, get blasted by a faster wit
this verse is so complex it'll have an asterix after it
and the footnote reads...

-murs

Jeru the Damaja.

"Return of the Crooklyn Dodgers"

Listen, cause for your mind, I got the right nutrition,
We keep shit hard like phat asses and cases of Heinekin,
Here in Brooklyn, home of the warrior and villain,
Trife type chicks, "Top Billin's" the anthem.
Rasta's smoke marijuana,
Enterprising business men shoot dice on the corner,
Excuse me while I light my spliff, while some choose to sip,
while bullets hit brains, while bottles hit lips.
Clips, what ever happened to .38 specials
Now it's Dessert Eagles, government issued.
Probably the same one the killed Noriega.
Chips that power nuclear bombs, power my sega,
Subliminal hynotism and colonialism leaves most niggz dead or in prison,
in Crook-land, right hand cuts off the left hand,
dispite the hand, jealous of the next man,
So violent crimes, black on black, plus mad crack the brew,
Everybody can't rap, so most hustle and shoot.
Make money, money. Get money, take money,
I can't understand that concept cause job rules everything around me.
Fire Burns the unjust like arson,
Larceny, melt MC's with mental telepathy.
Wit percision we're slicin' and dicin',
Peace to the East New York, Perverted Monks and Mike Tyson.

LuvUBK,

punch you in the stomach until your bladders weak and you have to pee makin noise like master p....uhhhhhhhh

- block mccloud

Originally posted by Phat J
punch you in the stomach until your bladders weak and you have to pee makin noise like master p....uhhhhhhhh

- block mccloud

haha, nice line. I could imagine that.

its actually a pretty sick song

"The World is Yours"

Some old school Scarface

"He's Dead"

You can run but you cant hide, ill find ya,
just when you think the sh*t is over, i'm standing right behind ya,
you crossed the wrong muthuf**ku, now you paranoid,
cause i'm a nigga, these niggas, you can't destroy,
im on the hunt so keep you sh*t low,
i kept delaying from the start, i sould'a killed you from the get go, nigga,
but this is it,
we could've talked it out like playerz, but now im on some gangsta shi*,
What possesed this muthuf**ku to try to plot me,
What possesed this muthuf**ku to tell me, f**k me.
i guess he thinks that i'm a lightweight,
ey yo, yo shi*s f**ked up, so lemme help you get you life str8,
That's when they get they ass tossed, for f**king wit me,
i aint no muthuf**kin' punk, punk.
i got some good hands, but I prefer my gat,
now where you at,
cause i'ma split yo Kool Aid pak.
Some niggaz got it all wrong,
Some niggas fake the gangsta shit,
some niggas think we all soft.
They run up to a muthuf**ku's tracking game,
and wanna test a muthuf**ku's boxing game,
That's how niggaz get they get they ass rocked.
Cause when you f**kin' wit me, I'ma tear this muthuf**ku up,
You f**kin wit a dread,
you takin' 2 to yo head
I comin' fed..

(Is he dead?)

Ye, he dead..

My name is l, and i'm from a part of town where clowns
Get beat down and all you hear is gunshot sounds
On 139 and lennox ave. there's a big park
And if you're soft, don't go through it when it gets dark
Cause at nighttime niggas try to tax
They're sneakier than alley cats
That's why i carry gats
Yo, i'm a mutha****in fugitive
Buckwild and foul is the lifestyle that i choose to live
Because to me it's all about a buck
I used to have a partner in crime by the name of chuck
We stormed the city, shootin shit up like frank nitty
We robbed kids and split the dough 50/50
One day we stuck a dice game on the ave. and split the cash
Then i murdered his ass and took his half
Because i'm all about ends and skins
When you got dough, you don't need no mutha****in friends
If i catch you on a late night, black, you're gettin stuck, jack
My moms told me to get a job, **** that
Aiyo, picture me gettin a job
Takin orders from bob, sellin corn on the cob
Yo, how the hell i'ma make ends meet
Makin about 120 dollars a week?
Man, i rather do another hit
I want clean clothes, mean hoes, and all that other shit
Yo, i admit, i'm a sucker
A low down, dirty, sneaky, double-crossin canivin mutha****a
Breakin in cribs with a chrome bar
I wasn't 'poor', i was po', i couldn't afford the 'o-r'

- Big L

"It was like the earth twisted around her
She shifted the ground I was like, "Ohhhhh.. SHIT!"
She's off the hook, I would dress her decently
but look her body is immaculate I'm attackin it from all positions
of thinkin inside my mind-ah
Hopefully it won't be too inappropriate if I walk over there and say,
"Excuse me, can I have your number please?
I'll get on my knees if I have to"
She'll laugh through, the whole episode
Just then I knew I had her locked (down)
No cock-blocking please this one's mine (uh)
Dimepiece and shit son, shorty was fine
Every line of mine was like a rhyme I wouldn't lie I swear
Sparklin the whole time as I whispered in her ear"

-Pharoahe Monch (The Light)

Scarface

Pieces "I'm Black"

I got a little problem, so I'm writing you a note,
A letter to the K.K.K. from us black folks,
im trying to get it on,
trying to get a grip,
And there goes Officer cracker trying to sink my fu**in' battleship,
Turnin on his flashers, callin' up the dogs,
Now my Lexus Coupe is str8 surrounded by the hogs,
Snatching me out my seat, telling me i sell dope,
Am I on probation or parole, I tell 'em "F**k no."
Tell me what Mr. Officer,
What's the problem, whats the matter,
why you gotta treat us like scum is it that or,
niggas are doin' a tad bit better than you,
And brutality is all that you crackers can do,
and mark me up for resisting your ass,
when in reality, Officer Friendly kicked my ass, damn.
Mr. President im beatin' on your back door,
im making mine doin' rap, but I'm black, though..

Mr. Mr. Officer, Mr. Officer, Mr Sargent,
Just because i'm young and I'm black, I'm a target?
You say i'm sellin' dope, but your fake,
cause young dope dealers flash cash and make mistakes,
Everybody's yellin' peace,
the only war that's goin' on, is goin' on wit the police.
Cause they ain't stoppin wit the bulls***,
If they could they'd lock us up wit some chains and swing the bullwhip,
Cause they figure they're the Master,
and they can take you to jail and take your lives,
Them sorry bastard's,
It makes me wonder why,
the 5-0, can determine if we live or if a nigga dies,
It's bad enough i gotta watch the next G,
But even worse i gotta watch the muthufu**u's who protect me.
They fu**in' packin' gats yo,
They serve and protect, they don't respect, cause i'm black, ho..

Rolling thru my hood in my muthuf**kin' dropper,
Gettin' tail-gated my a muthuf**kin' copper,
But i aint got respect for you muthuf**kin' d**kheads,
Cause y'all were str8 hoes, back in school, nerdy sh*theads,

But brothers can't have s**t,
but i'm'a a muthuf**kin' troop,
you come to us like Luke,
Undercover David Duke,
Mr. David Duke,
Mr. Officer,
Mr. Mr. Master, I'm pickin out your coffin sir,
die muthuf**ku's,
I sent ya folks my worst.
A brassed of Pig, in a muthuf**in hearse,
So **** you mutuf**kus, punk bit**es, take that,
Cause i'm real with the shit that I speak cause I'm Black

Today's agenda, got the suitcase up in the Sentra
Go to room 112, tell em Blanco sent ya
Feel the strangest, if no money exchanges
I got these kids in ranges, believe them niggaz brainless
All they tote is stainless, you just remain as
calm as possible, make the deal go through
If not, here's 12 shots, we know how you do
Please make yo killings clean, slugs up in between
They eyes, like True Lies, Kill em and flee the scene
Just bring back the coke or the cream
Or else, yo life is on the shelf, we mean this Frank
Them cats we ****in wit put bombs in yo moms gas tank
Let's get this money baby, they shady, we get shady
Dress up like ladies and burn em with thirty-three-eighties
Then they come to kill our babies, that's all out
I got gats that blow the wall out, clear the mall out
**** the fallout, word to Stretch, I bet they pussy
The seven digits push me, ****in real, here's the deal
I got a hundred bricks, fourteen-five a piece
Enough to cop six buy the house on the beach
Supply the peeps with Jeeps, brick apiece, capiche?
Everybody gettin cream no one considered a leach
Think about it now, thats damn near one point five
I kill em all I'll be set for life Frank pay attention
These mother****ers is henchmen, renegades
If you die they still get paid, extra probably
**** a robbery, I'm the boss
Promise you won't rob em, I promise
But of course you know I had my fingers crossed

Notorious B.I.G.

I'm on the westside of Chicago, lookin' for a bust down
And make me put my two arms up, Touchdown!
You stay in touch now, but when I tough down
I'm like Buckshot shorty, you better "Duck Down"
Yeah I must clown, I'm from Harlem, Uptown
Where we flash money, take your ***** and ask you, what now?
Birds flip a dozen, chicks is dicks they suckin'
Swallow my kids, go and kiss they cousin
Yes, they kissing cousins, Toya's kissin' Muffin
Worst then that, they go home and kiss they husband
That shit's disgusting
Keep the chickens clucking, keep the pigeons buggin'
This on my wrist is nothing
To me it's just yellow hearts and pink diamonds
Where I get the money for this? Don't think rhymin'
You ****ing with Pablo, Bravo, Mario Via Bolo ho, Ta-to

Cam'ron

They'll bury me with my SP-1200
(M.O.P): FOR SHO
**** the trinity inseminate the earth now, take its virginity
In my vicinity rap is like energy pack
Sending me back behind enemy line to rap too melodic
Melodies never melodramatic but hipmatic like Jell-O fo fellow fanatics
I fiend for, who **** WITS, inappropriate
Fill em with so much lead I'll call
(M.O.P): BERGER AND ASSOCIATES
This rhyme, will remain in the minds of my foes forever in infamy
The epitome of lyrical epiphanies
Skillfully placed home we carefully plan symphonies
Who would be ignorant enough to have the audacity
to **** wit the likes of I and my tenacity?
This is, what you, get when, you ****,
with the, likes of, the magnanimous flows
of total assholes and ignoramuses
M.O.P. slash Pharoahe Monch cause damages
The advantage is we banish artists labels and managers
Amateurs found six feet deep, in metal canisters we

- Pharoahe Monch

Give me room, hit the tune
Feature presentation comin soon, early June
Killa Bee platoon, well groomed
Spells doom, raise the volume
You react like a werewolf in a full moon
With the force of a trojan horse
Pushin, flowin, have your seatbelt fastened
We blastin into orbit, Wu restore the new chamber
Wu-banger number 9, expert precision and design
Mastermind the plan took a matter of time
>From the confinds of the cold world I shine
It's amazin, the grace, changin in the place
Blazin the brakes, invadin your space
Which remains in the race, claimin first place
Raisin the stakes, it's a game to disgrace
I hold many jewels, drop more than I wear
I come in peace, prepare for the warfare
The invincible fold, when they're caught in the square
and the talk mad shit when the coast is clear

Inspectah Deck

"Green Island"

Chronic Bubonic, the Funky Bionic, you'll find that I had to rewind it,
cuz mindz were blinded,
Time for some action, or time to find it,
I'm smoked-out like a cook-out,
AHhhh! Look-out my dciks out,
That was last album,
when i was bouncin' on trains like Malcolm,
I was Hiiiiiiiiiiiiighhhhhh!
I thought I wouldn't surviiiiiiiiiiieee!
That's why I quit my 9-5 and got live,
Because this Hip to the Hop shi*, fills my pockets,
And i'm naughty for '94 cause I already got my props.
Hoooooooooes!! Hooooooooooooooes!!! And more Hooooooooooooes!

By: Redman a.k.a. "The Hero of the Wierdo's"

it sounds mad funnier when he says it.

"Dnt even talk about guns/ tha only 9 u got is a 5 dolla bill and 4 ones"
-Canibus

O so sick

Keep you thoughts on your lessons,
Whut Thu Blood Clot,
To tell the truth, ya don't amaze me,
Killa Hill projects,
A Star Trek phaser couldn't faze me,
Check the way the rukus, **** this,
I'm smokin' dutch master,
have 'em screamin' for the dutchess,
Yeah, I gotta have.

I'm humble,
a f***in' killa bee,
f*** a rumble,
i'll sting ya, Bzzz!
then i'll bring ya,
36 Chambers of head banger bit*h
way out there wit it,
i'll take the mike on the fritz,
fa*got salmon, they be sabotagin' s*its,
look up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plane,
Metical,
Let the whole world know my f**in name,
Whut the Blood Clot

Method Man

Originally posted by frankthaskank
"Dnt even talk about guns/ tha only 9 u got is a 5 dolla bill and 4 ones"
-Canibus

O so sick

i like this line better

you fraudulent, feminine, fragile as a feather is/with an effortless blow ill crack your whole skeleton

-canibus

But this one'sthe best linethis biss line:

I'm gettin so high that when ever i drop shi*,
it'll land on the window of your airplane cockpit,
Canibus wit the hot shi*
Crazy eye click,
Makin it rock, idiots thinkin' they could stop this.