Whatever Happened (The Birth) (Explicit)

Yeah some firm sh*t you know I mean

For all the niggas in New York all across the motherf**kin' world (world)

Ain't nuttin' changed yet (ain't nuttin' changed yet)

Sh*t's still real (sh*t's still real) yo yo

Yo major large niggas get they grind on cash

While the crab thinkin'

Niggas keep they mind on a**

I guess most motherf**kers ain't designed to last

Whatever happened to the realness from back in the past

Whatever happened to the realness from back in the past

Whatever happened to the realness from back in the past

You know the routine fast cars rings get a crew seen

We true fiends old school style that's how we do things

Born and destined hands on many investments

Strong reflect this 'til I'm drawn back to the essence

Street wise thirty six waist small feet size

The C I 's quick to slide off once the heat rise

Detour poverty's on police war

Grown through each dawn

Searchin' new ways for me to eat more

Fast learner quiet storm play the back burner

Bureaucrats I react like Nat Turner

Hold weight used to rock kicks wit no lace

F**k a soul mate low heart pace pulse at a slow rate

Runnin' rapid while others play as if they captive

Brain's inactive bein' subjected to this crab sh*t

To each his own f**k the foulness need a week alone

We can zone all day long on the speaker phone

Six hundred nine five North

Stay blunted stress I came from it

Sex got drained from it

The new breed star gazin' raisin' two seeds

To be free the franchise is all a whole crew need indeed

Whatever happened to the realness from back in the past

Whatever happened to the realness from back in the past

Whips and full clips and p**sy lips

Rubber grips attached to hips

Past the journey to the crib

The purest sickness cura

Holy Koran sirah leaves man to understand

I stand up as rough briva

Heart is bleedin' stress got my hair line receedin'

God look we feedin' leadin' my seeds back to Eden

And stay suspicious of promiscuous b**ches

Who don't wash and do dish and to big for your britches

Lustin' riches f**kin' the next man mistress

You wonder why your p**sy itches

Fat a** sample wit out the glitches

Shatter your mental split your bean up like a lentel

Disfigure your face you recognizin' by the dental

Hot lead from raw heat left in store meat

Lay it out on Broadstreet before he

Left all he heard was the echo from the shot

Cops all tops see revealed

He was stopped by the Glock

Devils lettin' off SCUDS

Thugs trapped up in HUD houses

New York been infested by Bloods

Lustin' for colors of red

More black lies done shed through

Yet the blood travelin' through veins remain blue

Boned out until we zone out no doubt

Chickenheads beg for the nine inch Applehead

Their legs open like fallopian lubricated by petroleum

Nine months later comes the ovary explosion

B**ch you stupid

A hundred dollars you couldn't recoup it

When I reign the truth on your brain you muted

Rula Zig-Zag Zig Allah plus Allah Zig Zag-Zig

We addin' more knowledge to your wig

(Word up word up) Yeah

(Wu-Tang Firm up in this piece know what I mean )

Holdin' it down stamp of approval you know

(Get ya brain washed you know what I'm sayin'

Get ya muscle tendered & straight)

No doubt no doubt

(Word up the black God exists in the physical form you know )

A to the Z I know what time it is

(Aight) Armageddon

Whatever Happened (The Birth) (Feat The RZA) - Rza