[Intro]
*evil laughter*
*sounds of sword fight*
(Words don't help you)
(Words don't help you)
(Words don't help you)
(Words don't help you)
[Verse 1]
Yo, I got 'sight beyond sight' like the Sword of Omens
Beats are left broken by the wise words spoken
Survive living, driven by blood money hunger
Snakes lay, waiting patiently to steal your thunder
We stay sharp, state-of-the-art, tear the stage apart
Razor Sharp poison darts raid the charts
Through the underground, some are found chained and bound
The gun sparks like the bloodhound then hunts you down
The hood life, I'm in it to the limit
Wouldn't quit it for a digit, die for it 'cause I live it
Before I let go, have correct dough
I bust my shit off, I'm out to blow the lid off, alert the metro
I glow like a lazer light show, your eyes squint
Vibrant, true colors, I move swift and silent
Living by the day, hearts are cold like winter nights
Got a hot ten on the dice in this game of life
A-alikes in tune, immune to snake bites
Roll like the blue coats with no lights, late night
Sworn criminal, born original on a lyrical high
Perform miracles before your third eye
Sir I light up the Round Table
Locking the King's crown, able to hold it down stable
Fatal TEC-9s to make mines deadly duty
Fatal beauty seduce me, used by a hootie and the blowfish groupie
Unruly, Fists of Fury fly loosely
Cash Still Rule, ain't nothin' new, tuck your jewelry (Jewelry, jewelry)
[Chorus]
(Words don't help you)
Some sound-sound like they real top gun
But this a true sound, in the champion
Rock the mic in every session
(Words don't help you)
Reign number one, no competition
[Verse 2]
Just when you thought it was safe to make a name for yourself
The blow's dealt, be stripped for your belt
Run your garment, featherweights don't know what you involved in
Revolving in fantasy, you dilute the solvent
My hip-hop quoted as an "Uncontrolled Substance"
Rough from the beginning, this been in my blood
Since my child days, blazed rookies on entry level
Empty metal jackets are found, no sign of Rebel
The Ayatollah, Kenny Rogers and the Gambler high roller
Side-kick, Lucky Hands the dice thrower
Amputate tracks, blow back the mic holder
Golden axe blade come down, the mic's over
Taking flight in the Rover, nobel street soldier
Deep cover mission, rap spies peep my folder
INS a.k.a. Jay Hunter
Vocal gunner known to chokehold the "Funky Drummer"
Hundred city tour for the summer
Copped the latch door, Wu Forever roar through your forerunner
My all-star team put up Jordan-like numbers
Small wonder, get your welcome mats snatched from under
Your cold feet, jacked your whole beat and made a mill'
You no frills with no skills and bound to distill
This is real, Wu part two sparks you
Reality bites with teeth marks like a shark tooth
Niggas dick-ride by the carpool, God's rule
If I could own rocks, got me toxy at the bar stool
Me and my girl boost the underworld, ducking feds
Can't trace the blood and my sword's double-edged
[Chorus]
(Words don't help you)
(Words don't help you)
Some sound-sound like they real top guns
But this a true sound, it's a champion
Rock the mic in every session
Reign number one, no competition
(Words don't help you)
(Words don't help you)
[Outro: sampled girl]
Nothin' you sell, oh, oh...