Unstoppable Threats DJ Muggs & GZA The Lyrxo (Ft. Masta Killa & Prodigal Sunn)
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[Chorus: GZA]
This is hip-hop
MCs get busy, it's not pop
You front and you get dropped
You're listening to slanged-out goodies in Timberlands and hoodies
With the rhythm that came from the streets
[Verse 1: GZA]
I was a young one at the time, but started mic trippin'
Had rhythm like Ali when he was rope skipping
I got crazy when I heard the break beat
I used to lose it on niggas on 4th and 8th Street
They couldn't stop the attack once I moved forward
Many was drawn back, assault was seen awkward
Only armed with the bow and a mad flow
Poisonous arrows on a mark, that was set to go
Traveling at high speeds, towards a target
I never hit bystanders in crowded markets
Documenters catch this most intimate footage
In the center, they come close, label it the hooded
Remarkable clips of an uncut episode
They was given the safe, but never was left the code
Close up of those who have paved the road
Invincible armor like that nigga we call The Toad
[Chorus: GZA]
This is hip-hop
MCs get busy, it's not pop
You front and you get dropped
You're listening to slanged-out goodies in Timberlands and hoodies
With the rhythm that came from the streets
This is hip-hop
MCs get busy, it's not pop
You front and you get dropped
You're listening to slanged-out goodies in Timberlands and hoodies
With the rhythm that came from the streets
This is hip-hop
MCs get busy, it's not pop
You front and you get dropped
You're listening to slanged-out goodies in Timberlands and hoodies
With the rhythm that came from the streets
[Verse 1: GZA]
I was a young one at the time, but started mic trippin'
Had rhythm like Ali when he was rope skipping
I got crazy when I heard the break beat
I used to lose it on niggas on 4th and 8th Street
They couldn't stop the attack once I moved forward
Many was drawn back, assault was seen awkward
Only armed with the bow and a mad flow
Poisonous arrows on a mark, that was set to go
Traveling at high speeds, towards a target
I never hit bystanders in crowded markets
Documenters catch this most intimate footage
In the center, they come close, label it the hooded
Remarkable clips of an uncut episode
They was given the safe, but never was left the code
Close up of those who have paved the road
Invincible armor like that nigga we call The Toad
[Chorus: GZA]
This is hip-hop
MCs get busy, it's not pop
You front and you get dropped
You're listening to slanged-out goodies in Timberlands and hoodies
With the rhythm that came from the streets
This is hip-hop
MCs get busy, it's not pop
You front and you get dropped
You're listening to slanged-out goodies in Timberlands and hoodies
With the rhythm that came from the streets
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