It's Yours Lyrics - Wu-tang Clan

"It's Yourz" 

Machine gun rap for all my niggaz in the back 

Stadium packed, linebacker nigga flashback 

See through yellow lines 

Rock a fly jersey in the summertime God 

Magic marker rap, bleed Benatton 

Relaxed, wrote this, comin at cha crab ass cope 

and snatch ya ice off, chillin in the back, throw the lights off 

Waves, water blend, rhyme flow in slow motion 

Thick snare, I'm feelin like a snail in the ocean 

What's your wish? Wanna Kringle like Kris? 

Melodic single, dark snap a nigga just like fish 

You fucked up, some rich niggaz you done test yo 

Select the wrong apartment, and niggaz pulled up your dress 

Style molest that, canal chain nigga where ya vest at 

Flex'll make me wanna bless that, yo 

Saddam Hu-sane niggaz light the torch, we flamin niggaz 

Autograph that, flatten all the main niggaz 

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It's Yourz! 

The world in the palm of your hand 

It's Yourz! 

Twenty-three million of useful land 

It's Yourz! 

The seed and the black wo-man 

It's Yourz! 

Double LP from Wu-Tang Clan 

Yo, super freak physique. like Raphael Saadiq 

Baby love the ganja leaf, everday of the week 

Super friends wake up, deluxe gourmet beats 

The night is right, I might find me a suite 

It's a quarter full moon, now I ride with my swoon 

Well groomed, dance hall packed, full room 

Lady move, peep my glide, peep my zoom 

Keep in stride, smoke the lah smoke the boom 

Feel the fumes, consume toxic tunes 

Hell bound, species forty ounce typhoon 

The ultra-violet scream machine move your body touch 

The totem pole wobble Ark builders God rush 

Beams of light, stop ya breathin -- it's huntin season 

Honey eye-ballin down for no reason 

Grab her close, play post, wind and wax floors 

Never mind the laws, cause tonight 

It's Yourz 

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Stop the fader of the RAM, pass my watts through my pre-amp 

Them can't stress the beat vamp the shit'll get blam 

at full throttle, hot lead propels throughout my nozzle 

Crack your soul like bottles, leave you stiff as models 

You fag, you couldn't pull one drag -- off my blunt 

You couldn't punch your way out of a wet paper bag 

with scissors in your hands -- bitch, the RZA 

I stand close to walls, like number four the lizard 

Enchant a few solar panels, blast off like Roman Candles 

Rap vandals, stomp your ass like Randall McDaniel 

You cocker spaniel dogs, can't fuck with our catalog 

Put your lights out and leave your brain inside a fog 

It's only natural, actual facts are thrown at you 

The impact'll blow trees back and crack statues 

Million dollar rap crews fold, check the sick shit 

explicit, I crystalize the rhyme so you can sniff it 

We live this, fitted hats low conceal the Crooked I 

No surprise, verbal stick up -- put em high 

Rebel I, outlaw, split second on the draw 

Blow the door off this shit, like bricks of C-4 

Check out my beaver, baby blue glock in the safe 

Seems Darthy and the God and get ski roll weight 

We hold a belt Son, that's my word 

Spot a rapper run him down, throw him out in the third, yo check it 

I think like the man behind a register 

Evergreen smokin estates, rhyme and power made me treasurer 

With third down, six to go flash his strobe lights 

I'm open RZA hit me off lovely and I love him 

With root beer thoughts, here's a tennis court 

for your birthday, the babyface of rap politic with Sade 

Avenging eagle crooks rock the "W" and "Spiegel" books 

Annheiser Busch kings came through, and stopped your whole jooks 

Spitfire Kangols, watch Tony train a gang of hoes 

Painful like hearin the news, like when your man go 

Ends blow, windy at times watch the room sheisty girl 

Love to sit out this song, now watch your water break