Hip-Hop Quotable Wednesdays – GZA/Genius feat Inspectah Deck & D’Angelo – “Cold World (RZA Remix)”

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Intro: (first three lines LP only)

I had a bad dream
Don’t be afraid, bad dreams are only dreams
What a time you chose to be born in…

Babies crying brothers dying and brothers getting knocked
S–t is deep on the block and you got me locked down
in this cold, cold world…

Verse One: The GZA

It was the night before New Year’s, and all through the f–kin projects
Not a handgun was silent, not even a Tec
Outside as I’m stuck, by enemies who put fear
and blasted on the spot before the pigs were there
You know hoods robbers snipers new in sight f–k blue and white
They escape before them flash the f–kin lights
Gunshots, shatter first floor window panes
Shells hit the ground and blood stained the dice game
Whether broke callisthenic, any style you set it
Beat n—az toothless, physically cut up like gooses
But with iron on the sides thugs took no excuses
Therefore, your fifty-two handblocks was useless
Links was snatched off necks, scars on throats
Jackets took, after bullet rips through coats
Against those who felt the cold from the steel made em fold
and squeal, once the metal hit the temple of his grill
Destruction worker, who was caught for his bomber
No time to swing the hammer that was hangin from his Farmer’s
And it’s bugged how some n—az catch slugs

Hip-Hop Quotable Wednesdays – Genius/GZA – “Liquid Swords”

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Intro Two: RZA

See, sometimes…
You gotta flash em back
See n—az don’t know where this s–t started
Y’all know where it came from
I’m sayin we gonna take y’all back to the source
We bounce, yo

Chorus: RZA, GZA

When the MC’s came, to live our their name
And to perform (forrrrm)
Some had, to snort cocaine (caiiinnne) to act insane (sannne)
with before Pete Rock-ed it on, now gone
that the mental plane (plaaanne) to spark the brain (brainnn)
with the building to be born
Yo RZA flip the track with the what to gut
Check em check chicka icka etta UHH

Verse One:

Fake n—az get flipped
In mic fights I swing swords and cut clown
S–t is too swift to bite you record and write it down
I flow like the blood on a murder scene, like a syringe
on some wild out s–t, to insert a fiend
But it was yo out the shop stolen art
Catch a swollen heart from not rollin smart
I put mad pressure, on phony wack rhymes that get hurt
S–t’s played, like zodiac signs on sweatshirt
That’s minimum, and feminine like sandals
My minimum table stacks a verse on a gamble
Energy is felt once the cards are dealt