The Grand Prix Inspectah Deck (Ft. Streetlife & U-God)

[Intro: Inspectah Deck]
Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the lyrical Grand Prix
We have our drivers racin' for a $3m purse, winner takes all
Gentlemen, start your engines!

[Verse 1: Inspectah Deck]
Gimme room, hit the tune
Feature presentation comin' soon, early June
Killa Bee platoon well groomed spells doom
Raise the volume, you react like a werewolf in a full moon
With the force of a Trojan horse pushin' forward
Have your seat belt fastened, we blastin' into orbit
Movin' toward a new chamber, Wu-Banga #9
Expert precision and design
Mastermind the plan, took a matter of time
From the confines of the cold world, I shine
It's amazin' — the grace, changin' the pace
Blazin' the brakes, invadin' the space
Switchin' lanes in the race, claimin' first place
Raisin' the stakes, it's a game to these fakes
I own many jewels, drop more than I wear
I come in peace, prepare for the warfare
The invincible fold when they caught in the square
Then they talk mad shit when the coast is clear

[Break: Inspectah Deck]
Yes, ladies and gentlemen!
We've just completed the first lap!