Labels

(Intro: RZA & Masta Killa)
Lot of people, you know what I'm sayin'?
That be gettin' misinformed, thinkin' everything is everything
You could just get yourself a little deal, whatever
You know what I'm sayin'?
You gonna get on, you gonna get rich
And all these labels be tryna lure us in like spiders into the web
You know what I'm sayin'?
Sometimes people gotta come out and speak up
And let people understand
That, you know, you gotta, you gotta read the labels, you gotta read the label
If you don't read the label, you might get poisoned (Bomb these niggas, God)

(Verse: GZA)
Tommy ain't my motherfuckin' boy
When you fake moves on a nigga you employ
We'll all emerge off your set, now you know, goddamn
I show livin'-large niggas how to flip a def jam
And rough up the motherfuckin' house 'cause I smother
You cold chillin' motherfuckers, I still warn a brother
I'm ruthless, my clan don't have to act wild
That shit is jive, an old sleeping bag profile
The soft comedian rap shit ain't the rough witty
On the real of real, it wasn't from a tough city
Niggas be game, thinkin' that they lyrical surgeons
They know they mic's a phone to Virgin
And if you ain't boned a mic, you couldn't hurt a bee
That's like goin' to Venus drivin' a Mercury
The capital of this rugged slang is Wu-Tang
Witty, unpredictable talent and natural game
I death-row an MC with mic cables
The epic is that I rush associated labels
From east, west to ATCO, I bring it to a next plateau
But I keep it phat, though
Yo, I'm hittin' batters up with the wild pitch style
I even show an Uptown MCA style
Who thought he saw me on 4th and Broadway
But I was out on the Island, bombin' MCs all day
My priority is that I'm first priority
I bone the secret out a bitch in a sorority
So look out for A and M
The Abbot and the Master breakin' down your pendulum
As I fiend MCs out with a blow that'll numb the appendix
I'm holdin' more weight than Colombia
Index, Interscope, we RCA
Clan that's comin' with a plan to free a
Slave of a mental death, MC, don't panic
Throw that A&R nigga off the boat in the Atlantic
Now, who's the bad-boy character? Not from Arista
But firin' weapons released on Geffen (Blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt)
So duck as I struck with the soul of Motown
My central broadcasting systems is lowdown
And dirty like that bastard
It's gettin' drastic
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(Outro: GZA & Masta Killa)
Read the label and say it loud
Another Wu banger
36 Chambers
Through your area
Yeah, the RZA, phat tracks on a disc
RZA razor, RZA razor sharp
Another Wu-Tang production, kid, comin' at ya