The Black Diamonds

Lyrics

[Intro: Sample] I warn you, shit face, I pick who I'm gonna bury next Say your prayers fast, 'cause you're about to [?] [Verse 1: Ghostface Killah] Freedom of speech, watch how I reach my potential I stay on the hunt for dope tracks and instrumentals Traveled the world, found black diamonds in the Everglades Fought temptations, slap-boxed in The Devil's cage A globetrotter, spot-rusher, I'll bust in your mouth like a Gusher It's Wu-Tang, motherfucker! I ain't mad, I cock my music in the chamber I'm God's gift; heard I was born in a manger Danger! Cosmetic face rearranger Leave you slumped on a chessboard, found by a park ranger Burst of adrenaline, bungee jumped off of the Verrazzano I skydive in some sky-blue Ferragamos Ran the streets heavy, kept my charm chunky You're damn right I fuck fans and I keep the munchies [Break: Sample] Guess you must be the four dog fist champion (I've heard of this devil's kick, of course, yeah Everyone knows in the kung fu world It's a method that's never been defeated yet) Ha ha ha, and won't be I suppose I should warn you I've been given good money to kill you [Verse 2: Roc Marciano] Yo Loose cannon, forty-deuce flicks through Paris Laid back at the Palace like Mike Harris Callous Fly nicest, metallic, bang mallets Fly your whole carriage to Paris The Black Pat Garrett Carats on Donna Karens Guys die tryna drive the McLaren Islamic, burn chronic out on the terrace Angelic, your body lie cold without spirit My finest hour, you're sacrificed to a higher power You fly from the tower, I fry sour And buy powder, .40 cal give your pal a shower You shit in your new Calvin Klein trousers The night prowler, your life is ours Knife your Eddie Bauer, leave you pushin' up flowers You ain't counted chip counters "Them niggas is pimps!" your bitch shouted The 650 get clouded Uh [Break: Sample] You'll see! I'm a master now And whoever insulted you, pays with his life for it That I swear! I'll fight now! Okay, not bad Patience, you've not seen it all yet [Verse 3: Killah Sin] Yo Gonna beef? I don't discriminate Beat dudes black and blue, snack on crews like they're food Taking space up on my dinner plate Depending on my mental state The mood that I'm in'll make me charge like a bull Pull the tool out and ventilate you Sin'll chase you down Lace your crown, face, you're found full of Rounds from the pound that detonate when they penetrate Could tell you always been a snake - you don't move like I do Imitators hate the fact that they can't do what I do I'm mindful of my rivals, I can smell 'em when they slide through Provide you my arrival, still won't even get a side-view Won't know that life is over 'til I'm standing right beside you It's not that I don't like you motherfuckers; I despise you We of a different pedigree, not cut from the same cloth Stay G'd up from the feet up while your heart pump duck sauce I love it when they tough talk, my guns lust to bust off But every time I squeeze, they call police to bus me up north Sinister the finisher, they label me a menace and got Mad when I laughed at the judge during sentencing; not Glorifying prison, but I'm built tough for biddin' Since "Survival of the Fittest", shit, I live it every minute Every hour to the second, I'm gaining my respect And never catch the God in the yard sharpening the weapons, got Shooters on demand, new recruits to the Clan Sticking everything moving, more loot for the fam Ain't a damn thing changed, just say the name, bitch: Wu-Tang