And You Don't Stop (From The Rush Hour Soundtrack)-Wu-Tang Clan

And You Don't Stop - Wu Tang Clan Yeah, now we're gonna give a shout out, knowumsayin'? Def Jam, knowumsayin'? Niggas like Method Man, Redman Say all the artists here, knowumsayin'? Bacon Lot, knowumsayin'? I don't need no introductions, Cat Whuuuuut I'm sittin' in my west, I'm analyzin' thoughts I'm sippin' off a quart that I just had bought I'm thinkin' of the moment, things soar in that head I feel assurin' durin', also glad Yes, feel assured by knowin' I won 'Cause there's no one who can f**k wit a-sun I'm not bein' pushy but I'm born to boss You need A-Sun, oh yes, well of course Don't see the riot, everyone keeps quiet If you don't believe ni**a, get hyper and try it Yes it is me, a total fresh MC Yo, I'm born to be, MC history Rhyming on time because that's the deal You're only as fresh as your a** feel Other MC's, you are bound to fall 'Cause your real world is not a world at all 1 - Drunken Master, styles causin' street disaster Blaze cut faster than a fairy slasher Tai-chi, Kung Fu fighting, ODB hands quick as lightenin' Techique too deadly Iron fist blew the pawn, switch styles like lay long Let's get it on, heavy chow broke, it's not 'bout Shadow boxin', better punch, you need oxegen, try again When you catch the second wind, I'll break you in Approach the mic slow, it's about to blow One foot crow crane, anti-chain movement Restore the ming, some take this thing for joke Serious men deep in thought, misunderstood, held the fork He's too defensive, too mean, you didn't, now it's a scene These cats over here got glock holdin' him down These niggas scheming, I'm seeing everything Ten steps ahead, on the wall smokin' my Agent high told best friend of the wine Still drunk offa cheap wine Holdin' front lines, niggas want to front, fine F**k wit me and mine, rain on your sunshine Swine ni**a's come as hard as a pork rind Can you dig it? Only five percent live it While the rest of you fake niggas try to get it Now f**k around Repeat 1 Down wit the all and together down crew The jizza, the rizza, me of course too The thing I'm analyzing is strickly Hip Hop That's what's made, well made is on my workshop You was unable plus earn advance Just to touch the untouchable kip hop dance They're sayin' of the utmost, truly I'm the utmost Have you ever caught the hip hop holy ghost Man, I mean really, that sh*t is mad hype Especially when you find yourself rhymin' over mics I became a wrecker through my amplifier Break it down base, treble through my dancer That's one new dance, it's to my Black Magic music It's not classic, arabic, or basic It's strickly thickly, dirty and districkly If not don't you pick me and forget me Repeat 1