House Of Flying Daggers Lyrics - Gza

Intro chinese sample 

Inspectah Deck 

Hehehehe, nobody is going to save you now 

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yo, yo 

Inspectah Deck 

I pop off like a mobster boss 

Angel hair with the lobster sauce, summertime can't top the scorch 

Check my hot broad, I dropped the Porsche 

FBI wanna watch the force, trying to lock my source 

Where I'm from, hear the macs, techs, glocks and fours 

Hide the safe, nigga, lock the doors 

No respect for the cops and laws 

In the land where your own blood brother still plot for yours 

Seen things that'll drop your jaw 

My soldiers got dropped in war, see the mural on the project wall? 

Won't stop til I copped them all 

Wanna block me? You gots to brawl, tray shots and all 

Cuz I ain't on the clock for talk 

The Spot Rusher, blow down the spot for sure 

Still break off the block with raw, my stock is more 

The General, watch your board 

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Raekwon: 

Deep pockets with the eight on me, sleep with the safe in the wall 

The cameras on with the make-up and all 

Swap six 45's, twist reefer in the flicks, papi whoadie ride 

Bolt his gun off, from know your horse, she lied 

Fly criteria, bury me in Africa 

With whips and spears, and rough diamonds out of Syria 

A true don, only I could do wrong 

Rock fitted hats, get crack money and drive a sick blue joint 

Retard-less, I'mma blow regardless 

Resume is straight up live, I shank niggas up for larger E's 

And speak with the youth in the spot, eat the fresh fruit in the crop 

All these hip hoppers eat cock 

You can see me in the street or the yacht 

I'd rather be promoting your block or buying fresh sneakers with gwops 

Yo, I'm an ill dude, always been a real dude 

Don't fuck around, I will spill on you and kill you in the field, boo 

Photos 

Chorus : GZA 

Soldiers in the front, let the heat pump 

Troops on the left, fight to the death 

Fam on the right, infrared lights 

Wolves in the back, ready to attack, for what 

Ghostface Killah 

Leather jackets on, rocked up rock stars 

Treacherous bank robbers, the plan gold up, we pop guards 

The team gotta eat, seeds is hungry, that's why we ain't scared 

To dump on niggas, our guns is chunky 

Usually we bust niggas down with bats, swell up they joints 

Elbow, wrists, they shins get cracked 

We still humiliate, brutalize, Ruger pop, pulverize 

Still got gear in the closet, that's stupid live 

From Benetton rugby skullies, Oshkosh conductor jumpers 

The train hats fit me lovely 

Rae job is to make sure the coke is fluffy 

While I politic his birthday bash with Puffy 

Bagged Nia soon as I linked up, the kid ain't inked up 

I'm an old mummy, my gold weigh as much as King Tut (yeah, yeah) 

Slippers, robes is minked up, under the doorag, bro (uh, yo, yo) 

My three dimensional fade is clean cut 

Method Man 

Man, ya niggas ain't shit to us, still a pistol bust 

Split your melon like I split the Dutch 

Got a lot of piff to puff, and I ain't come for fisticuffs 

Or for the cop that wanna clip the cuffs 

Man, is Staten in this bitch or what, don't get it twisted, we 

Twist it up and even mixed with dust 

See these fans can't resist the rush, they Wu-Tang for life 

Scarred for life, they can't forget the cuts 

Got a whole line of classic joints, and while you at it 

Pass the joint, let's push this music past the point 

Of no return, til they crash and burn, down the ashes 

Then placed inside Ol' Dirty Bastard's urn 

When it's my time to go, for sure, ya nigga goes to war 

What you think I brought these soldiers for? 

To send shot like forget me not, at any nigga 

Respect, bitch, that figure they gon' get me got 

Chinese Sample 

Hehe, your basic kung fu is no good 

You can't move fast enough 

And you don't have enough strength 

And your body movements are like a string climb 

It's too easy for me to trip you up 

(fighting) 

Hehehe, how's it feel, huh? 

It's no fair, I'm afraid my back is broken 

Hahaha, you still got a lot to learn