Lyrical Wu (feat. Method Man & Redman) Video (MV)

Got these rappers out here lyin' bout the truth Even though his family black thought he was lyin' bout his roots
Had these two-faced gangsters out here lyin' bout the truth If this the stairway to heaven, leave em lying on the stoop
Tony Stark's in this element, got iron in my group
Some people dyin' it's evident, I'm ironin my suit
Y'all got gasoline drawers and fire in your boots I'm firin' squad fire, I say fire and they shoot
You slide on raw tires, just retire and regroup
If the troops are not inspired, my requirements recruit
To my environment's youth, I'm a general salute
Y'all chasin' the clout chasers, that's a trivial pursuit
I'm the type to pay attention and recoup and any payment from pagans who with satan I rebuke
I'm the proof, that hit him like a fact you can't refute
Don't be a lion in the jungle or be lyin
In the booth
Yessir , yo yo
I'm Gucci in my hood, I don't need it on the belt
I aced every card that was dealt
My food for thought, you can't yelp
Yo, look in the mirror with your middle finger, bruh, and go f*ck yourself
Premium in a tank when a rapper wanna play My pen fully loaded, I ain't never shootin blanks
And I can laugh with you, but my money, I'm serious
I learned a lot in my school cafeteria I don't do toe-for-toe, eye-to-eye
My little bra, f*ck you up, I ain't gon' lie
And just when you're out of breath
Fightin' off the ropes I jump in the ring like you said you unspoke
That's why I mind biz and work smarter My attitude don't give a f*ck, avoid drama
So meet your new barber, I'm shapin' you up I'm grooming you like you wanna get the money you want