Fuck What You Think

Lyrics

[Intro: RZA] Yo, yo, fuck what you think Fuck what you think [Chorus: RZA] It's about what you know, so fuck what you think 21 and over to drink 19 and over to fuck Sixteen and over to pack, a 12 year old kid got bucked [Verse 1: RZA] The sweet premium classic lay your ass flat as a mattress Smack your head off the axis, the rhyme facious Silencer on the tech-nine shot got your pillow wet All your bitch saw was the black silhouette Of the dark ninja, Lion King of the jungle, Simba Cut the roof to your family tree, timber Me and Dr. Strange in the black reign smoking chimneys Fat Cappadonna tape stuffed inside my Benzi The blue coats is coming, the red coats is coming The fed coats is coming, the wet heads is coming I heard Dirt was up in Rikers fuckin a female C.O Wu-Tang keep it on the D-low Third eye is a trillion million watt gigabyte Insight like bright, can't find this on your website Everglow superior to your inferior material Verbal serial murder, giving you pussy cats venereal Injections, lethal injections, ran from house Left the dictionary, pictionary, the non-fictionary Ruler Zig-Zag-Zig Allah, puzzle like jigsaw Struggled for charisma, yo [Chorus: RZA] It's about what you know, so fuck what you think 21 and over to drink 19 and over to fuck Sixteen and over to pack, a 12 year old kid got bucked [Verse 2: Islord] Aiyo, rock head niggas who grab mics for the first time Get fronted on majorly once the God slides in On the scene, love-love in the place to be All-American lyrics, the top choice In this rap market from Now Y all the way to England 'Cause my click be jingling under Wu-Tang Productions That's quick to sell a million, then bounced on tour out of state Rap fiends was trapped in cells like hot cakes Faster than the rate of the Earth travel Which one-thousand-thirty-seven and one third miles per hour And peace to the God Power For never falling for nothin less than a hundred grands Wrapped in rubber bands placed in golden suitcases Slidden across the table To walk the dogs in the 9-8, the 9-8 [Verse 3: 9th Prince] Yo, I build with the great minds of Africa, RZA, Star Trek Voyager Killah Hill side strangler trapped you in 36 gas chambers North American, Arabian, halftone dark Indian 9th Prince convinces his enemies to kill themselves like Dr. Kevorkian Travel like razor saddles prepare for battles Devils tried to raid your castles, got tackled by the rebels The plate in my head is heavy metal Lyrical chain reaction, deadly instruments run for some mass distraction The international civil war assassins Geographical, biological camouflaged, move whoever possum Sounds possible ' cause the god is visual English grammar, mental examiner I shock the world like the death of Princess Diana Reverse psychology on technology, accept no apologies The penalty is to cut off your arms and feet Poetry teaches, our speeches seek you through the speakers My fans will become die hard listeners, plus ear bleeders [Interlude: RZA] Fuck what you think Fuck what you think Fuck what you think [Chorus: RZA] It's about what you know, so fuck what you think 21 and over to drink 19 and over to fuck Sixteen and over to pack, a 12 year old kid got bucked It's about what you know, so fuck what you think 21 and over to drink 19 and over to fuck Sixteen and over to pack, a 12 year old kid got bucked [Outro: RZA] Word up, Fuck what you think Word up, yo