Rza

Rza - Wherever I Go lyrics

Yeah, uh, it's dark outside

We still in the hood with this one, ya'll

Yeah, from the projects, slums, Fort Greene

Huh? Ain't no sun outside, never sunny where I'm from

Always grimy, yo, yo, yo, yo

Everyday is a struggle, but you can catch my team hustlin' to the late night

Takin' risks, playin' dice, screamin' "We hate life!"

Gettin' this money, but we want more

I see a lot of niggas beefin', but they don't want war

I heat targets, anything you sese, rob it, got beef like the meat market

I'm clappin' captains, lieutenants, and police sergeants

I got two hoes named Denise and Margaret

They come through and finish drama after we start it

All my chicks major, I rep N.Y. like a Knick player

Get paper, split haters, I still spit and shit razors

Got eight pair of sick 'gators, five watches

Switch flavors, 50 red and blue rocks around the wrist, player

My vision is deep the Division will creep

run up on you, start hittin' your peeps

Nigga, we ain't playin, our mission's discreet

I'm clippin' your peeps, have you missin' for weeks

To let you know we ain't playin'

Olive oil and fried tomatoes and basil

I stepped in flared nasal from Hazelnut Amaretto

My watch 80 G appraisal

Plus they drop 50 G's for a RZA beat

Cherry wood, hid the receipts, presidential suites

Ice cold bottles of Cristy 'til my eyes misty

Complainin' to my lawyer how this rookie tried to frisk me

Jealous of my jeep, I gave his badge to the chief

And got his ass directin' traffic in the heat for a week

Keep comin' out your gums like loose teeth

You gonna take a 40 to the mouth and it ain't no brewski

That monitor gonna show straight lines like looseleaf

Got Up North niggas straight out the box like Lucies

Wanna shoot me? know you get a kick out of that just like Bruce Lee

Ya'll don't wanna lose teeth

Comin' all out of your face just like pimples

That thing comin' out of my waist, gotta hit you

'Cuz ya'll niggas ain't with it, better quit it

'Til you catch one through that man dribblin' on your fitted

That mean one through the front, through the back of the cap

Like the great Pun packin' a Mac in the back of the Ac'

You could take one, not talkin' bout a Ac'

I get cake from the fat crack bag with them packs, what?

Wherever I go, I always stand tall

Wherever I go, I always stand tall

Yo, peace, yo, Bobby! What up?

(What up, O? What up fam?)

What up cousin, how you (nothin' just trynna sling this shit)

What's goin' on (You know I made that drop good off, right?)

Oh, word? (Guaranteed, we made all this shit, man)

That's what's up, yo, but check this out

I got something new here for you, right here (what?)

Supposed to give me some lesson (Lesson?)

Yeah, lesson (what you talkin' bout, nigga?)

Straight (know, how to what, cook the shit up, nigga?)

Nah, nah, Knowledge, Wisdom, Understanding, Culture, Freedom..

It's right here (son, what's that all about, though, yo?)

Yo, God, it's the new way of life, knowhatimsayin? It's the truth

It's the way it's gonna set you free

I think you an intelligent brother, you should check this out

Youknowhatimsayin, Supreme Mathematics, youknowhatimsayin

Check this out, and let me know... (let's see what you talkin' about)

Youknowhatimsayin, I know you'll respond good

This could take you to another level

(Now hold on, man, you an O.G., you trynna tell me you trynna read, man, nigga?)

Listen, brother, I've been readin', man, without this man I wouldn't be here right now

You know? (You know what, god? Youknowhatimean?

I'mma trust your word on this, I'mma pick this up, I'mma read this, aight

I'mma get back at you, if I can relate, we'll relate

if not, you still gonna have those pounds for me though, right?!?)

Yeah, no doubt, but yo, right now, these the pounds right here, g

This is Math right here (yeah, it's like that, for real, fam?)

For real (aight) aight, peace (Peace fam)

This nigga, talkin' peace, man, this nigga's the wildest' nigga I know, yo!

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