I keep your heart is PZA-pumping, the beat is GZA-jumping   The crowd get wild off my style, they want something   The herds start stomping, the promoters that be fronting   They sue for Cash Rule but the courts they give 'em nothing   Your soundman came with the feedback like we need that   Security's shining flashlights like where the weed at?   Stay in your place, see you guys smoke blowing in your face   And it's hard to stop it once we came to drop it      Who bold enough to challenge this deadly reportation   Of keeping MC's in a hopeless situation   No comparison, if you put the darts side by side   One will weigh out the other like friend next to brother   Try to take cover as the battle comes to a closion   That structure that supported your rap started implosion   Your whole chest and your world caved in   They completely gave in, they just sparks and brave men      Did ya say that?   Record execs wanna push the album way back   And hold out on my advance   They didn't pay that   Producers want seven points   He didn't play that, yo did they say that?      Yo, did he say that?   Record execs wanna push the album way back   And hold back on my advance   They didn't pay that   Producers want seven points   He didn't play that, yo did he say that?   Yo, did he say that?      Raindrops keep falling on your head   So heavy that it's tearing what you're wearing   Ain't caring, so you're hearing what I said   I'm making sure it stick like a stamp you don't lick   Or a snare with no kick, so you know it be authentic   Like the hand-made works of a carpenter   The 64 squares make 'em use a sharpener      Kept a fine point with the lead, then it's thread   On the paper then like cancer it would rapidly spread   This music is addictive but can't live without it   At times you shout it 'The Wu, they be about it'   A strong following with the die-hard supportedly   The loyalty came from the songs that went accordingly   I couldn't be more wrong if I changed the format   Did something different from the most explored rap      Did ya say that?   Record execs wanna push the album way back   And hold out on my advance   They didn't pay that   Producers want seven points   He didn't play that, yo did they say that?      Yo, did he say that?   Record execs wanna push the album way back   And hold back on my advance   They didn't pay that   Producers want seven points   He didn't play that, yo did he say that?   Yo, did he say that?      Positive elevation always correct errors   That's the fire till my Clansmen starts to spread terror   Spin your wig back like we DJ'ing, he ain't playing   My songs set a trap, catch 'em laying   Now we stuck but he's overwhelmed by what he came across   Not to play it is a terrible loss at whose cost?   People wait like never before for the ball to drop   At the gate lined up for a tape to cop      I still run into students banging my first joint   Wrote a essay off the second LP to prove a point   That a rhyme is a terrible thing to waste   Gimmicks and radio, the God don't chase   But I replace your wackness, it shows in your flows   Immaturenesses, all of your hoes, case closed   Most of your strength is in the pocket of your clothes   That you endorse in every rhyme like it's Garbeson robes      Did ya say that?   Record execs wanna push the album way back   And hold out on my advance   They didn't pay that   Producers want seven points   He didn't play that, yo did they say that?      Yo, did he say that?   Record execs wanna push the album way back   And hold back on my advance   They didn't pay that   Producers want seven points   He didn't play that, yo did he say that?   Yo, did he say that?