feat. Beretta 9, Xavier Naidoo

[Intro: RZA]

Yeah, yo, what up yo?

Yeah, yeah, what up?

Nothin', man, hold on

Someone beepin' on my other line and shit

Nigga, I've seen everything I wanted to see

Come on son, yo, in my Range Rover runnin' out this muthafucka and shit

I be there in ninety minutes, aight, I make a stop

Aight, peace, one-one



[RZA]

I'm up in the Cherry Range, drivin' fast through heavy rains

My mind's on everything, my Wiz, my seed, the five pounds of weed

My dog got bagged with tryin' to sling in D.C.

My cell phone rings off the hook: "brrring!"

"Kinetic 9: Yo, what's the word, king?"



[Beretta 9]

Duckin' lights, b.s. and problems, pushin' through Holland Tunnel

Tryin' to avoid getting caught up in the funnel

'Cuz in the jungle, sometimes you gotta rumble

With the, the Beez...



[RZA]

... That's why we study degrees

And keep our third eye open for c-cypher punks

Will bag you for a blunt and lock you up for a month

You've seen Bird? You had beef with that chump

And I heard he came home from a two-year slump



[Beretta 9]

Yeah, I heard, I got the pump in the trunk

And when I see that crab, I'm a dump in his lump

'Cuz niggaz ain't shit but welfare cheese



[RZA]

With their food stamp bitches and their coupon seeds



[Beretta 9]

Frontin' with their platinum like they're O's and G's









[RZA]

When faced with the gat, niggaz pose and freeze

And melt like snow on my windshield, that windmills

In my mind spin, they give skin chills

Yo, son, we gotta make them deals

For ten mill's so we can pay them bills, yo



[Chorus: RZA