Did Ya Say That

[GZA]

I keep your heart is PZA-pumping, the beat is GZA-jumping

The crowd get wild off my style, they want something

The herds start stomping the promoters that be fronting

They sue for Cash Rule but the courts they give 'em nothing

Your soundman came with the feedback like "we need that"

Security's shining flashlights like "where the weed at?"

Stay in your place, see you guys smoke blowing in your face

And it's hard to stop it once we came to drop it

Who bold enough to challenge this deadly reportation

Of keeping MC's in a hopeless situation

No comparison, if you put the darts side by side

One will weigh out the other

Like friend next to brother

Try to take cover as the battle comes to a closion

That structure that supported your rap started implosion

Your whole chest and your world caved in

They completely gave in, they just sparks and brave men

[Chorus 2X: GZA]

Did ya say that?

Record execs wanna push the album way back?

And hold out on my advance?/And hold back my advance?

They didn't pay that

Producers want seven points?

He didn't play that

Yo did he say that?

[GZA]

Raindrops keep falling on your head

So heavy that it's tearing what you're wearing

Ain't caring, so you're hearing what I said

I'm making sure it stick

Like a stamp you don't lick

Or a snare with no kick

So you know it be authentic like the hand-made works of a carpenter

The 64 squares make 'em use a sharpener

Kept a fine point with the lead, then it's thread

On the paper then like cancer it would rapidly spread

This music is addictive but can't live without it

At times you shout it "The Wu, they be about it"

A strong following with the die-hard supportedly

The loyalty came from the songs that went accordingly

I couldn't be more wrong if I changed the format

Did something different from the most explored rap

[Chorus 2X]

[GZA]

Positive Elevation Always Correct Errors

That's the fire till my Clansmen starts to spread terror

Spin your wig back like we DJ'ing, he ain't playing

My songs set a trap, catch 'em laying

Now we stuck but he's overwhelmed by what he came across

Not to play it is a terrible loss at whose cost?

People wait like never before for the ball to drop

At the gate lined up for a tape to cop

I still run into students banging my first joint

Wrote a essay off the second LP to prove a point

That a rhyme is a terrible thing to waste

Gimmicks and radio the God don't chase

But I replace your wackness, it shows in your flows

Immaturenesses, all of your hoes, case closed

Most of your strength is in the pocket of you clothes

That you endorse in every rhyme like it's Garbeson robes (echo)

[Chorus 2X w/ last line repeated twice]