Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Nyc Crack, artist - RZA. Date of issue: 29.06.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Nyc Crack |
| Now, it’s the master’s turn though |
| I’m betting in, well there’s a show here |
| Watch your step, kid, watch your step, kid |
| Watch your step, kid, watch your step, kid |
| Watch your step, kid, watch your step, kid |
| Watch your step, kid, watch your step, kid |
| Watch your step, kid, watch your step, kid |
| Watch your step, kid, watch your step |
| Watch your step, kid, watch your step. |
| Yo, yo, yo |
| We take your wizzes away, like we be called on |
| Deep in space like the Millennium Falcon |
| Ya’ll be fools, scored like ancient Babylon |
| Rabbits and turtles, all run the marathon |
| Yup, ya’ll paper chasing, ya’ll human racing |
| Who got the best basement? |
| You got a 6SL, I got a SSL |
| I score movies, make Supreme Clientele |
| Oh, here I am (my Wu-Tang slang is that New York City crack) |
| No, can’t get it near, I quit (my Wu-Tang slang is that New York City crack) |
| All day, all night, what brings to you life |
| For you in the world (my Wu-Tang slang is that New York City Crack) |
| Silly rabbits, trynna disrespect The Abbott |
| Don’t you know that we’ll turn your cold body to maggots |
| I got forty million records sold, some platinum, some gold |
| Some we just put out to meet the tax code |
| Your career will be shorter than the 21st of December |
| Be one of those thousand rappers no one remembers |
| While my name is carved on trophies, colleges recite my bars |
| You can look up, and see my name up on the stars |
| And when it comes down to that basic talent |
| I got 20 little cousins that can meet your challenge |
| Yo, stop and listen, and check this proposition |
| Son, got lots of vision, plus lots of wisdom |
| Hindsight, foresight, insight, out of sight |
| Some try to imitate, but they are not alike |
| They only piggy back, have a Digi Snack |
| That Wu-Tang slang is that New York City crack |
| We’re just dealing, of a man |
| Tough take before you |
| A cryptic to your power |
| The reason why we slept and spared your son’s life |
| Was to give you faith |
| Thank you, man, thank you |
| You fight well, the hand must reach to the sky |
| Save the best for me, and have perfect breathing |
| Good breath control, you know of these |