Chorus:
|
|
When a motherfucker steps out his place
|
And gets slapped in his motherfuckin face
|
Just because the motherfucker tried to base
|
The G.O.D., the G.O.D.
|
|
And while I see his whole click passes by
|
Motherfuckers think they qualify
|
And for those niggaz want to try
|
The G.O.D., the G.O.D.
|
|
Verse One:
|
|
Yo
|
I'm not caught up in politics
|
I'm no black activist on a so-called scholar's dick
|
I come through with the Wu and drop math
|
And versatile freestyles bombs and phonographs
|
and deliver, all things and other in weight
|
searched to death, on how living things relate
|
Cause at a young age, I was molded in a religion I relied on
|
and got caught up in superstition
|
Scared to split pole, duck black cats
|
Once in a while, threw salt over my back
|
But with knowledge of self from off the shelf
|
Made things seemed complicated now small like elves
|
So turn off the lights light a candle, and have a seance
|
Pull the lid off the Dean Martin scandal
|
Witches warlocks spooks and holy ghosts
|
RZA lets defraud the host
|
|
Chorus
|
|
Verse Two:
|
|
We were on the same ship when the slaves were checked
|
I had to pull your card you was on the top deck
|
So I plotted my escape, I saw the Thin Line Between Love and Hate
|
And fast from the hog on the plate
|
I suffered brutal pains, from whips and chains
|
Punishments that were set to wash the brain
|
So look listen observe and also respect this jewel
|
drawed up, di-tect and reflect this
|
light I shine, that cause my power to be find
|
through the truth, which manifest through eternal minds
|
Purified gases and masses the same elements
|
that helped spark civilization classes
|
I see brothers quote math plus degrees
|
Look at professor ass niggaz can't feed they own seeds
|
|
Chorus 2X
|
|
-----------------
|
Swordsman
|
| Genius/GZA |
