High Price, Small Reward Lyrics - The Genius Gza

[GZA] 

I wiped the chrome off wit the dust cloth 

'Fore I bust off 

What's the cause, life loss, high price to pay 

For a small reward, kill for that Bushwick and Horsely broad 

I provided the jump cables, through to boost the mini-pack 

Based on the drama unfolding in a track 

I dont' hold back, I spare no one 

Swords swing like shogun, now who want it? 

You see the truth, then act upon it 

Or feel the fire's fore view 

Ain't a MC that I hit can pull through 

That niggas are like kid, flashin plastic tools 

Unaware of the most-year dynastic rule, what stupid! 

[Masta Killa] 

Without a doubt, it's in the heart where the best darts were written 

Sittin at the window of the grand old earths 

Youths thirst for knowledge, I teach but hold heat 

'cause some savage niggas are lost beyond reach 

Broken homes breed seeds of no guidance 

Left to wonder the streets and experiment wit devilish men 

Violent, felon offenders, supreme folders 

One-twenty bomb holders let em off and explode 

The battefield haunting the daunting 

Wu-Tang dance deadly emits six pence 

Spiral rifle, barrel pointed, elastic noose 

Plastic head wrapped stifle, survival 

Tribal, title secret rival 

?Archual? subliminal message throwin 

Bitch niggas holdin on labels 

Mic cables, capable of slowin down jets on deck 

Fuckin you straight through continuously 

Justice, wit more of the critical penital 

Some long overdue, now served by the chiefs on cheat 

Drummer bills is the street prophecies fulfilled 

Better chill, currents to the invited 

Bang for the 'phones, live niggas on they way home 

Snatch poems from clones, we got it sewn