Crazy 8's

Lyrics

[Intro] The Shaolin Fist requires great speed It detects your enemy And all his vital points You are ready to fight [Verse 1: Ghostface Killah] Ayo, I dropped out of school when I was two years old Changed my own diaper One on the road Partied every night in the playpen Put a bitch near with me Nigga I'm scrapin' Now I'm a grown man Run around like Usain Bolt Rambo knife in the booth When I lay my votes Can't front yo I did a few lines of coke Then I slammed Jenna Jameson And lit up a smoke [Verse 2: Inspectah Deck] Yeah You never know a better blowеr It's a daily show like Trevor Noah The monеy used to talk now it scream at me Paper bags make 'em all wanna Squeeze at me Colder than the Iceman Bobby Drake 'Cuz showing niggas love only got me hate I'm straight outta Park Hill Really the squad's ill We showing more hands than car deals [Verse 3: Solomon Childs] (Get 'em!) Intense like the poison of a cobra (Right!) You hear a fat lady singing And it's over (Right!) Domination, David & Goliath You can't see the truth when you're biased (Get 'em!) Intense like the venom of a spider (Wu!) You ain't in my circle (Wu!) You an outsider! (Wu) Excalibur Live in the fire (Right!) You can't see the truth when you're biased! [Sample Transition] [Verse 3: Remedy] Yeah it will cost more to bury you Than what you're worth Toss shovels full of dirt And put you under the Earth Eight times eight Sixty-four bars of perfection Aligned like the stars in the heavens They search for the remedy Behold it's the truth untold Etched into solid gold Two tons stone My fortune Based on brains and extortion (Fuck the World!) I blow it out of proportion [Verse 4: Method Man] Gorilla then the Planet of The Apes I write a punchline and plant it on your face Eat a punch you ain't even got a case Here's a shot that you ain't even got to chase You late, and you ain't even got a case Get your Karma with your cake Not a killer you ain't even got the tape This an AirForce One not a bait But I hold a lotta weight In the game And you ain't even gotta wait (Wu-Tang!) [Verse 5: Street Life] Yo, I'm a suspect Person of interest FBI still can't figure out how I killed it Forensics couldn't explain my horrendous Methods that I use to display my vengeance Brain scan 3D diaphragm Can't dissect Nor understand The mental thoughts of a madman The evidence? Left them clueless Sonar? Radar? Can't try to catch my movements Sample Transition Keep going! It'll tear your head! [Verse 6: Masta Killa] Yo I'm a bad motherfucker Medina warrior With the black bandana The panther I'm the answer My work ain't for hire I'm out hiring here in Kansas Stick But now I fire Dressed up in my justified Homicide attire I kill so masterfully For your desire I do this shit with ease The Chief Habib Got the mic under siege MC's (?) Get buckled at the knees [Verse 7: Cappadonna] The death rate rise when u enter my zone I kill 'em all 1 of my bars split 8 domes They runnin' from dawn Shittin' on theyselves Waitin' For bars that will lift they feet Smack they face in 36 Shaolin Twists Or hey Shit Rubber bit 45 Caliber Spit You get your face changed son Fuck 'em all W's everywhere When you hear the call [Outro] From tomorrow you've got to start teaching all the Wu-Tang secrets Give him a firm foundation and I believe he won't let us down