Originally Posted by
HueyP in LouieV
Homes I wanna see cabbage, Biggie Smalls a savage...doing your brain cells much damage.
Teflon is the material, for the imperial...Mic ripper, girl stripper the Henny sipper.
I drop lyrics off and on like a light switch, quick to grab the right b_...and make her drive the Q45.
Glock and Tecs are expected when I wreck s_.
Respect is collected so check it...
I got techniques dripping out my buttcheeks...sleep on my stomach so I don't f_ up my sheets.
The alliteration and metaphors were just too much. Like a soul singer hitting the perfect notes, over the perfect instrumental at the perfect time. GZA just didn't have that. Lyrically great (top 10 IMO) but musically average. He was more of an intellectual than a musician. Bigs voice alone put him over the top.
This verse is cool, but this GZA verse will blow that out the water
I'm deep down in the back streets - in the heart of Medina
About to set off something more deep than a misdemeanor
Under the subway, waiting for the train to make noise
So I can blast a n__ and his boys - for what?
He pushed up on the block and made the dope sales drop
Like the crashin of Dow Jones stock
I had to connect to cross seals, to catch more mil's
Than ho-b____ got birth control pills
I'm in the park, settin up a deal over blunt fire
Bum n____ sleepin on the bench, they had em wired
Peeped my convo, the address of my condo
And how I changed a n____ name to John Doe
And while we set up camp, we got Vamp
Put the stake through his heart, I ripped his f____ fangs apart
Snake got smoked on the set like Brandon Lee
Blown out the frame, like Pan Am flight 103
He got swung on, his lungs was torn, the
kingpin just castled with his rook and lost a pawn
A regular on the block, and played look-out
For playing predator with a glock, he should have took out