Wu-Tang Clan - It's Yourz Lyrics

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[Verse 1: Raekwon the Chef]

Machine gun rap for all my niggas in the back

Stadium packed linebacker nigga flash stacks

See through yellow lines

Rock a fly jersey in the summertime God

Magic marker rap bleed Benetton

Relaxed wrote this comin at you crab ass culprits

Snatch ya ice off chillin in the back throw the lights off

Waves water blend rhyme flow in slow motion

Thick snare I'm feelin like a snail in the ocean

What's your wish? Wanna Kringle like Kris?

Melodic single darts snap a nigga just like fish

You fucked up some rich niggas you done test

Yo select the wrong department and niggas pulled up your dress

Style molest that

Canal chain nigga where ya vest at

Flex'll make me wanna bless that

Yo Saddam Hussain niggas

Like the torch we flamin niggas

Autograph that flatten all the main niggas

[Hook: RZA]

(It's Yours!)

The world in the palm of your hand

(It's Yours!)

Twenty-three million of useful land

(It's Yours!)

The seed and the black woman

(It's Yours!)

Double LP from Wu-Tang Clan

(It's Yours!)

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[Verse 2: U-God]

Yo super freak physique like Raphael Saadiq

Baby love the ganja leaf everyday of the week

Super friends wake up deluxe gourmet beats

The night is right I might find me a suite

It's a quarter full moon now I ride with my swoon

Well groomed dance hall packed full bloom

Lady move peep my glide peep my zoom

Keep in stride smoke the lye smoke the boom

Feel the fumes consume toxic tunes

Hell bound species forty ounce typhoon

The ultra-violet scream machine move your body touch

The totem pole wobble Ark builders God rush

Beams of light stop ya breathin it's huntin season

Honey eye-ballin down for no reason

Grab her close play post wind and wax floors

Never mind the laws cause tonight

[All] It's Your's

[Verse 3: RZA]

Stop the fader of the RAM blast more watts through my pre-amp

Them can't stress the beat vamp the shit'll get blammed

At full throttle hot lead propels throughout my nozzle

Crack your soul like bottles leave you stiff as models

You fag you couldn't pull one drag...off my blunt

You couldn't punch your way out of a wet paper bag

With scissors in your hands..bitch the RZA

I stand close to walls like number four The Lizard

And channel through so-lar panels blast off like Roman Candles

Rap vandals stomp your ass like Wahoo McDaniel

You cocker spaniel dogs can't fuck with our catalog

Put your lights out and leave your brain inside a fog

[Verse 4: Inspectah Deck]

It's only natural actual facts are thrown at you

The impact'll blow trees back and crack statues

Million dollar rap crews fold check the sick shit

Explicit I crystallize ya rhyme til you can sniff it

We live this fitted hats low conceal the crooked eye

No surprise verbal stick up put em high

Rebel I outlaw split second on the draw

Blow the door off this shit like bricks of C-4

[Hook]

[Verse 5: Ghostface]

Check out my beaver baby blue Glock in the safe

Seen Dorothy in the garden gettin ski'd row eight

We hold a belt Son that's my word

Spot a rapper run him down throw him out in the third

Yo check it

I think like the man behind a register

Evergreen smokin estates rhyme and power made me treasurer

With third down six to go flash his strobe lights

I'm open RZA hit me off lovely and I love him

With root beer thoughts here's a tennis court

For your birthday the babyface of rap politic with Sade

Avenging eagle crooks rock the "W" and "Spiegel" books

Annheiser Busch kings came through and stopped your whole jooks

Spitfire Kangols watch Tony train a gang of hoes

Painful like hearin the news like when your man go

Ends blow windy at times watch the room sheisty girl

Love to sit out this song now watch your water break

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