Auto Bio Lyrics - Singles - The Genius Gza

I was born, with the mic in my hand 

Then I took it from Medina, to the S.I. land 

I pulled up on the block, go out the truck, tt was the first of pit stops 

The era of the spinnin' tops, the birth of hip hop 

That was somethin', I had identified with 

So I, made it my point to exploit this fly gift then 

Myself and RZA, made trips to the B.X 

A mass of ferocious M.C.'s and talent T-Rex 

Giants in every ways, rap flows for every day 

We knew we would get a reward for the price we'll pay 

The basic training was beyond entertainment 

Just the caters of the verbal expressions, self explainin' 

Were my boots out in constant walks across the borough 

Tore the troops out the frame when they challenge the most thorough 

From well concealed firing positions we let off the most 

Dangerous with that, slang that just shatter the coast 

They say I rhyme like the bank that stop 

Cause M.C.'s be more shook then the dice that drop 

Especially if I'm rollin', then the point is definitely proven 

Cause with the GZA holdin', that keep a nigga movin' 

I walk Broadway, from Quincy to Myrtle 

Back to Quincy, cut careers whatever the expense be 

They heard the Legend, run to the reverend 

With headaches and blackouts, worse then severe seven 

And when my job is done 

And it's time to get those that's comin' up some runs 

So you can see where they from, from, from 

They say the product is good 

We gonna sling it from the slums of the hills of the hood 

'Til it's understood 

We still search through the crates of songs that just breaks 

At times we play legendary battles on tapes 

Unlikely confrontation with a clash of swords 

In a G that was stored, be rain that just poured 

On cats and dogs, water that, flooded the stance 

The violence and nature had trigged the violence of man 

That was bloodshed, from which said, audible threats 

Publicize regrets, wanted alive or dead 

A hand full recovered from the dramatic plunge 

While the rest kept babblin' and speakin' in tongues 

Since the competition already slaked them in a scrimmage 

He continued tarnish that, already faded image 

Any sport, when they come short, majors don't need 'em 

Then they broke, lose they homes, lively hood and freedom 

The rhyme could be a blunt object that make you choke 

Like too many tokes, that'll recharge in growth 

This Witty Unpredictable Talent or Natural Game 

With non added of slang, it's all actual fact 

The high roller knock the chip off the shoulder 

Strike like the perfect bowler, with catastrophic damage 

My other's hard to vanish, punishment, swift to sudden 

Unparalleled advantage, brought to a level where you froze and can't speak 

Trapped in the frigid temperatures of that peak 

And when my job is done 

And it's time to get those that's comin' up some runs 

So you can see where they from, from, from 

They say the product is good 

We gonna sling it from the slums of the hills of the hood 

'Til it's understood