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jam\n[00:33.40] And rough up the motherfuckin' house cause I smother\n[00:36.12] You cold chillin' motherfuckers, I still warn a brother\n[00:38.97] I'm ruthless my clan don't have to act wild\n[00:41.97] That shit is jive, an old sleeping bag profile\n[00:43.86] The soft comedian rap shit ain't the rough witty\n[00:46.16] On the reel to reel it wasn't from a tough city\n[00:49.11] Niggas be game, thinking that they lyrical surgeons\n[00:52.17] They know they microphone's a virgin\n[00:54.04] And if you ain't boned a mic you couldn't hurt a bee\n[00:57.00] That's like going to Venus driving a mercury\n[00:59.48] The capitol of this rugged slang is Wu-Tang\n[01:02.15] Witty unpredictable talent and natural game\n[01:04.33] I death row an mc with mic cables\n[01:06.60] The epic is that I rush associated labels\n[01:09.46] From east west to atco, I bring it to a next plateau\n[01:12.61] But I keep it phat though, yo\n[01:14.97] I'm hitting batters up with the wild pitch style\n[01:17.11] 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Not from Arista\nBut firin' weapons released on Geffen (Blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt)\nSo duck as I struck with the soul of Motown\nMy central broadcasting systems is lowdown\nAnd dirty like that bastard\nIt's gettin' drastic\nSee GZA Live\nGet tickets as low as $44\nYou might also like\nLiquid Swords\nGZA\nFamily Matters\nDrake\nLiving in the World Today\nGZA\n(Outro: GZA & Masta Killa)\nRead the label and say it loud\nAnother Wu banger\n36 Chambers\nThrough your area\nYeah, the RZA, phat tracks on a disc\nRZA razor, RZA razor sharp\nAnother Wu-Tang production, kid, comin' at ya","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Labels\n artist: Gza (Genius)\n album: Collection Of Classics\n duration_ms: 167000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n (Intro: RZA & Masta Killa)\n Lot of people, you know what I'm sayin'?\n That be gettin' misinformed, thinkin' everything is everything\n You could just get yourself a little deal, whatever\n You know what I'm sayin'?\n You gonna get on, you gonna get rich\n And all these labels be tryna lure us in like spiders into the web\n You know what I'm sayin'?\n Sometimes people gotta come out and speak up\n And let people understand\n That, you know, you gotta, you gotta read the labels, you gotta read the label\n If you don't read the label, you might get poisoned (Bomb these niggas, God)\n\n (Verse: GZA)\n Tommy ain't my motherfuckin' boy\n When you fake moves on a nigga you employ\n We'll all emerge off your set, now you know, goddamn\n I show livin'-large niggas how to flip a def jam\n And rough up the motherfuckin' house 'cause I smother\n You cold chillin' motherfuckers, I still warn a brother\n I'm ruthless, my clan don't have to act wild\n That shit is jive, an old sleeping bag profile\n The soft comedian rap shit ain't the rough witty\n On the real of real, it wasn't from a tough city\n Niggas be game, thinkin' that they lyrical surgeons\n They know they mic's a phone to Virgin\n And if you ain't boned a mic, you couldn't hurt a bee\n That's like goin' to Venus drivin' a Mercury\n The capital of this rugged slang is Wu-Tang\n Witty, unpredictable talent and natural game\n I death-row an MC with mic cables\n The epic is that I rush associated labels\n From east, west to ATCO, I bring it to a next plateau\n But I keep it phat, though\n Yo, I'm hittin' batters up with the wild pitch style\n I even show an Uptown MCA style\n Who thought he saw me on 4th and Broadway\n But I was out on the Island, bombin' MCs all day\n My priority is that I'm first priority\n I bone the secret out a bitch in a sorority\n So look out for A and M\n The Abbot and the Master breakin' down your pendulum\n As I fiend MCs out with a blow that'll numb the appendix\n I'm holdin' more weight than Colombia\n Index, Interscope, we RCA\n Clan that's comin' with a plan to free a\n Slave of a mental death, MC, don't panic\n Throw that A&R nigga off the boat in the Atlantic\n Now, who's the bad-boy character? 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Not from Arista\nBut firin' weapons released on Geffen (Blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt)\nSo duck as I struck with the soul of Motown\nMy central broadcasting systems is lowdown\nAnd dirty like that bastard\nIt's gettin' drastic\nSee GZA Live\nGet tickets as low as $44\nYou might also like\nLiquid Swords\nGZA\nFamily Matters\nDrake\nLiving in the World Today\nGZA\n(Outro: GZA & Masta Killa)\nRead the label and say it loud\nAnother Wu banger\n36 Chambers\nThrough your area\nYeah, the RZA, phat tracks on a disc\nRZA razor, RZA razor sharp\nAnother Wu-Tang production, kid, comin' at ya","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Labels\n artist: GZA/Genius\n album: Liquid Swords\n duration_ms: 178000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n (Intro: RZA & Masta Killa)\n Lot of people, you know what I'm sayin'?\n That be gettin' misinformed, thinkin' everything is everything\n You could just get yourself a little deal, whatever\n You know what I'm sayin'?\n You gonna get on, you gonna get rich\n And all these labels be tryna lure us in like spiders into the web\n You know what I'm sayin'?\n Sometimes people gotta come out and speak up\n And let people understand\n That, you know, you gotta, you gotta read the labels, you gotta read the label\n If you don't read the label, you might get poisoned (Bomb these niggas, God)\n\n (Verse: GZA)\n Tommy ain't my motherfuckin' boy\n When you fake moves on a nigga you employ\n We'll all emerge off your set, now you know, goddamn\n I show livin'-large niggas how to flip a def jam\n And rough up the motherfuckin' house 'cause I smother\n You cold chillin' motherfuckers, I still warn a brother\n I'm ruthless, my clan don't have to act wild\n That shit is jive, an old sleeping bag profile\n The soft comedian rap shit ain't the rough witty\n On the real of real, it wasn't from a tough city\n Niggas be game, thinkin' that they lyrical surgeons\n They know they mic's a phone to Virgin\n And if you ain't boned a mic, you couldn't hurt a bee\n That's like goin' to Venus drivin' a Mercury\n The capital of this rugged slang is Wu-Tang\n Witty, unpredictable talent and natural game\n I death-row an MC with mic cables\n The epic is that I rush associated labels\n From east, west to ATCO, I bring it to a next plateau\n But I keep it phat, though\n Yo, I'm hittin' batters up with the wild pitch style\n I even show an Uptown MCA style\n Who thought he saw me on 4th and Broadway\n But I was out on the Island, bombin' MCs all day\n My priority is that I'm first priority\n I bone the secret out a bitch in a sorority\n So look out for A and M\n The Abbot and the Master breakin' down your pendulum\n As I fiend MCs out with a blow that'll numb the appendix\n I'm holdin' more weight than Colombia\n Index, Interscope, we RCA\n Clan that's comin' with a plan to free a\n Slave of a mental death, MC, don't panic\n Throw that A&R nigga off the boat in the Atlantic\n Now, who's the bad-boy character? Not from Arista\n But firin' weapons released on Geffen (Blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt)\n So duck as I struck with the soul of Motown\n My central broadcasting systems is lowdown\n And dirty like that bastard\n It's gettin' drastic\n See GZA Live\n Get tickets as low as $44\n You might also like\n Liquid Swords\n GZA\n Family Matters\n Drake\n Living in the World Today\n GZA\n (Outro: GZA & Masta Killa)\n Read the label and say it loud\n Another Wu banger\n 36 Chambers\n Through your area\n Yeah, the RZA, phat tracks on a disc\n RZA razor, RZA razor sharp\n Another Wu-Tang production, kid, comin' at ya\n"}]