Just the Thought

[Intro: Masta Killa] Shit is traveling, hehe Yeah, uh, and you don't dare stop Come alive, party people give me what you got Uh, yeah, hidden gun spot [Verse 1: Masta Killa] It don't take long to write a song, when the beat is strong Check the bicep, flex the tricep When I hold a microphone, you can't take it When I start to spit the dart, you can't escape it Trace it, and guide for you to write your next shit Supposed to be bitten, and sent three times a day Fully automatic word spray, hold 'em at bay Red dragon slay, turn MCs to soufflé M.K. outta BK, flight outta J.F.K., on his way to the U.K Heard the fans wanna see me and GZA perform When Math throw the "Liquid Sword" on, we gettin' on [Verse 2: GZA] Check it, darts fly through the air—hit the MC I lay 'em all out, 'til my clip is empty No one can take the hate from the Clan We execute, carry out the plan My pen glides across the paper, like skates on ice Makin' rappers think twice You don't want to enter this deadly chamber Even on the same track, you still a stranger Just the thought, raise the hair on your skin And once you step in, you feel the forceful winds Prefuse 73 lace the track And the DJ put many cuts on your back Even in the foreign land, we still reign supreme Whether solo, or the entire team All over the globe we represent the hip-hop Hoes and forces are bound to get dropped, what? [Outro: GZA] Wu World Wide, GZA, Masta Killa The saga continues What!