Rza - Destruction of a Guard (Pop, Pop, Pop) lyrics

[Intro: RZA] At the holy city of Mecca, Grey Flannel cologne Crazy ammo get blown, wherever I sit, son That is my throne (Raekwon: you know how we do it) [Hook: Raekwon] Aiyo, POP POP POP went the shots, who's to blame? Three get dropped and removed from the game One get knocked, now his whole life is changed Cuz he's so far from free in a world that seem strange [GZA] I come from a place where they say, d**h comes too soon Where the hoods on the block, dance to a different tune Every night and every day, hotels of foul play Turns fatal, when this hostile land of AK's On any date, not wait to pump them rounds The reminder; it's a murderer stomping ground With one less witness, gunned down in the staircase Who had led his crew, but he was moving at a snail's pace Many suspects, many possible motives Just kept coming with unstoppable explosives The weak fold in these most extreme conditions While the rivals quickly strengthen their position The mission was to move in, with sheer brute force And lives, they get lost, on a collision course The streets are fascinating, so they gotta explore it more But not without walking through some hurricane corridors Become the most wanted, life can seem haunted Thugs and agents who work closely up on it Patriotic hustlers that k** for presidents Conceal the truth, but can't hide the evidence A man died holding some dice that he was shaking Like a bank stop, but no valuables was taken Shot at 8:45, but he died at 9 A video was the most precise witness to the crime [Hook x2] [GZA] The story had a familiar ring of truth But it needed, a little more tangible proof He was blown off the map, behind the aggravated kidnaps Shrap' metal everywhere, the bomb was gift wrapped The problem had became increasingly urgent Since the product was nothing but bags of detergent In all the years of war, this was the most Vicious battle and mainly fought from up close A bundle burglary, with no surprise Just another sloppy murder that was in disguise Now they can do nothing but hope and pray That the boys don't come through with the scope and spray Valuable time comes with a price to pay Smoke on a deserted street, just a mile away Tusslin' with those cannibals, right from the start That'll rip out your heart, and consume the fattest part Better watch from the eye of federal agents Selecting cams, while they was disguised as vagrants Not knowing that a prisoner had held the key Of a co-defendant, he was so far from free Detectives search into a distant past Of a young gun who made the block grow fast Narrow ducks who were cooked and came home to roast The suspects would seek refuge off the coast [Hook x2] [Outro: Raekwon (chess sample)] Word up, holding it down Holding the fort, n***a, youknowhatisayin? All we need is a bunch of red coats coming through Stayin' official on some gangster sh** Bloodhounds, thirsty, lurking in the bushes Yeah... (1. b4 Nf6 2. c4)