The Grain

Lyrics

[Intro: Rufus Thomas sample] Do you wanna see it? Do you wanna see it? I'm gonna do it for ya I'm gonna do it for ya I'm gonna do it for ya I'm gonna do it for ya New Ghostface! [Verse 1: Ghostface Killah] Yo, deep in the trenches Wig, young black, Green Beret Chrome laser guns blazin' at spades Wallabies, cherry noose Kool-Aid 10 niggas call it Tai-Chi Black blades, one hundred dollar seats Hold up! We at the opera, Queen Elizabeth rubbin' my leg Had ketchup on her dress from a Whopper Chunky-ass necklace, must be her birthstone John Paul cop the biggest stones outta Rome So Charles, eyes up on the prince, fuckin' with Diana Two rows across, Dirty givin' hickeys to Vanna White Fingerin' Pamela Lee, we on the balcony Dare one of y'all to Malcolm X me Somebody might catch a Kennedy Yo, let me adjust my lens, yhrough these binoculars, I paid 5 G's Slidin' off like Kid Vitamin Viking, patriot of Broad Street Bet you think I'm layin' like a hyphen [Verse 2: RZA] Tony Starks make the NARC's dogs bark With the Benz parked up against the boulevard Starks had the bone sparked One cop tapped the window glass like a cymbal crash "What the fuck, son! You tryin' to break glass?" He flashed his badge — "License and registrations" At that moment, his fat partner started chasin' Chicken heads — they was racin' with their hearts pacin' For snatchin' gold, tryin' to dip into the God's basement Our location, lead steel shed spread Cracked shorty head, left sweetie there for dead Ghetto poodles, fingers sticky from cheese doodles Starvin' for a 50 cent bag of Oodles and Noodles Neighborhood sick with it, Clinton 'bout to cut WIC Maybe one of y'all rich rap niggas need to politic Reach for the sky, they throw bleach in your eye Don't teach you why, you be keepin' 'em high Dipped like an Oreo cookie in cold milk Bold silk, gold-filled cap, Wu-Wear hat low tilt True Islamic, we speak verbal rhyme phonics Why y'all tryin' to change this hip-hop to technotronics? [Chorus: Ghostface Killah & RZA] Don't go against the grain! (The grain!) Don't go against the grain! (The grain!) Don't go against the grain! (The grain!) [Bridge: Ghostface Killah & RZA] Girl, because of you I'm hurtin' Within my, within my heart I know it's not right to be flirtin' But a relationship has to start You're the one that I'm clockin' It's time for you to start jockin' Don't want you to see me cry This is why! This is why! This is why! [Outro: RZA & (Ghostface Killah)] I met this girl named Rhonda from way down yonder (A-yo, God, don't fuck with her!) I met this girl named Liz she was all in the biz (A-yo, Lord, don't fuck with her!) I rocked a ho named Tina from the heart of Medina (A-yo, kid, don't fuck with her!) Yea that girl Kit Kat, she got the good poody-cat (A-yo, nigga, you better fuck with her!)