then and now

Then &Now-Masta Killa
Yeah what What
Justice yeah check it out
I never hesitate to drop a verse I rhyme first
Repeat it so often <1070,-149,0>it's well rehearsed
Rap stars come through rock the universe
I watch from afar just to see what they be doing first
Some was at they worst dying of thirst
Others push through like the troops in Iraq yo
But what did Bush do See I don't know a thing about
Politics
But flowing to the beat is as dirty as my collar gets
The wildest child is gifted and talented
But change they style will never wanna challenge it
You telling me to rhyme to the melody
I take time with my words like I'm in the spelling bee
If I don't make the grade I don't make the record
Once that's accomplished then my rhymes respect it
As long as we stay on track and then
We can rhyme back to back whatever kid
One two we coming with the Wu
Three four we knocking at your door
Five six we eat them grits
Seven to the eight we don't hate
Nine to the ten and we still wanna win
win wanna win ）
Yo I terrorize shorty with the Iron Palm
When I step on stage I clutch the mic strong
That melody was flowing while that beat was going
When the waves connect in my ear that pen starts going
Cuz when I get on the mic I rock it so ill
That's why they call me the Little Masta Kill'
I'm like rock and stone put together
These dudes come in my face like 'blah blah whatever '
So I had to hit the dude in the <2060,-439,0>chest B
These little fake MC's just want to test me
I thought I told you before I'm not a toy
I'm just a young boy what Doing my thing
Brooklyn Brooklyn with the Brooklyn slang come on
One two we coming with the Wu
Three four we knocking at your door
Five six we eat them grits
Seven to the eight we don't hate
Nine to the ten and we still wanna win
Wu-Tang Clan Killa Beez
Rock all my enemies with the double D's
Double CD's ride for the enemies
With the rocking-the-mic right roll up with the
Typewrite
Rocking my Nike Flight ballin'with the nice
And I'm rippin'the mic right and you know who it is
It's the Young kid P from the Brooklyn side
Brooklyn's Finest Brownsville
Knew our attack and what the gats do Plaza all day
Baby
Yeah can't lose and we still gon'win forever
Young Godz forever
Peace to the Gods and the Earths forever
Kareem Just Shamel Irief the Young Prince
Yeah yeah Allah Just you know how do this thing man