I wiped the chrome off wit the dust cloth   'Fore I bust off   What's the cause? Life loss, high price to pay   For a small reward   Kill for that Bush wick and Horsely broad      I provided the jump cables through to boost the mini-pack   Based on the drama unfolding in a track   I don't hold back, I spare no one   Swords swing like Shogun, now who want it?   You see the truth then act upon it      Or feel the fire's fore view   Ain't a MC that I hit can pull through   That niggas are like kid, flashin' plastic tools   Unaware of the most-year dynastic rule   What stupid!      Without a doubt, it's in the heart where the best darts were written   Sittin' at the window of the grand old earths   Youths thirst for knowledge, I teach but hold heat   'Cuz some savage niggas are lost beyond reach      Broken homes breed seeds of no guidance   Left to wonder the streets and experiment wit devilish men   Violent, felon offenders, supreme folders   One-twenty bomb holders let 'em off and explode      The battlefield haunting the daunting   Wu-Tang dance deadly emits six pence   Spiral rifle, barrel pointed, elastic noose   Plastic head wrapped stifle, survival      Tribal, title secret rival   'Archual' subliminal message throwin'   Bitch niggas holdin' on labels   Mic cables      Capable of slowin' down jets on deck   Fuckin' you straight through continuously   Justice, wit more of the critical penital   Some long overdue, now served by the chiefs on cheat      Drummer bills is the street prophecies fulfilled   Better chill, currents to the invited   Bang for the 'phones, live niggas on they way home   Snatch poems from clones, we got it sewn