GZA - High Price, Small Reward (Ft. Masta Killa) | Текст песни

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• High Price, Small Reward (Ft. Masta Killa)

[GZA]
I wiped the chrome off wit the dust cloth
'Fore I bust off
What's the cost, life loss?
High price to pay for a small reward
Kill for that Bushwick and Horsely broad
I provided the jumper cables, through the booster mini-packs
Based on the drama unfolding in the track
I don't hold back, I spare no one
Swords swing like shogun, now who want it?
You see the truth, then act upon it
Or feel the fire's full view
Ain't a MC that I hit can pull through
Y'all niggas are like kids, flashin plastic tools
Unaware of the multi-year dynastic rule
What?! Stupid!

[Masta Killa]
Without a doubt, it's in the heart where the best darts were written
Sittin at the window of the grand old Earths
Youths thirst for knowledge, I teach but hold heat
Cuz some savage niggas are lost beyond reach
Broken homes breed seeds of no guidance
Left to wander the streets and experiment wit devilishment
Violent, felon offenders, supreme folders
One-twenty bomb holders let em off and explode
The battelfield haunting, the daunting
Wu-Tang dance, deadly emits six pence
Spiral, rifle barrel pointed, elastic noose
Plastic head wrapped stifle, survival
Tribal, title secret rival
?Archual? subliminal message throwin
Bitch niggas hoein' on labels
Mic cables, capable of slowin down jets on deck
Fuckin you straight through continuously
Justice, wit more of the critical penital
Some long overdue, now served by the chiefs on cheat
Drummer bills is the street prophecies fulfilled
Bitter chill currents to the invited
Bang for the 'phones, live niggas on they way home
Snatch poems from clones, we got it sewn