Fuck What You Think

[Intro: RZA]
Yo, yo, fuck what you think
Fuck what you think

[Hook: RZA]
It's about what you know, so fuck what you think
21 and over to drink
19 and over to fuck
Sixteen and over to pack, a 12 year old kid got bucked

[Verse 1: RZA]
The sweet premium classic lay your ass flat as a mattress
Smack your head off the axis, the rhyme facious
Silencer on the tech-nine shot got your pillow wet
All your bitch saw was the black silhouette
Of the dark ninja, Lion King of the jungle, Simba
Cut the roof to your family tree, timber
Me and Dr. Strange in the black reign smoking chimneys
Fat Cappadonna tape stuffed inside my Benzi
The blue coats is coming, the red coats is coming
The fed coats is coming, the wet heads is coming
I heard Dirt was up in Rikers fuckin a female C.O
Wu-Tang keep it on the D-low
Third eye is a trillion million watt gigabyte
Insight like bright, can't find this on your website
Everglow superior to your inferior material
Verbal serial murder, giving you pussy cats venereal
Injections, lethal injections, ran from house
Left the dictionary, pictionary, the non-fictionary
Ruler Zig-Zag-Zig Allah, puzzle like jigsaw
Struggled for charisma, yo

[Hook: RZA]
It's about what you know, so fuck what you think
21 and over to drink
19 and over to fuck
Sixteen and over to pack, a 12 year old kid got bucked

[Verse 2: Islord]
Aiyo, rock head niggas who grab mics for the first time
Get fronted on majorly once the God slides in
On the scene, love-love in the place to be
All-American lyrics, the top choice
In this rap market from Now Y all the way to England
'Cause my click be jingling under Wu-Tang Productions
That's quick to sell a million, then bounced on tour out of state
Rap fiends was trapped in cells like hot cakes
Faster than the rate of the Earth travel
Which one-thousand-thirty-seven and one third miles per hour
And peace to the God Power
For never falling for nothin less than a hundred grands
Wrapped in rubber bands placed in golden suitcases
Slidden across the table
To walk the dogs in the 9-8, the 9-8

[Verse 3: 9th Prince]
Yo, I build with the great minds of Africa, RZA, Star Trek Voyager Killah Hill side strangler trapped you in 36 gas chambers
North American, Arabian, halftone dark Indian
9th Prince convinces his enemies to kill themselves like Dr. Kevorkian
Travel like razor saddles prepare for battles
Devils tried to raid your castles, got tackled by the rebels
The plate in my head is heavy metal
Lyrical chain reaction, deadly instruments run for some mass distraction
The international civil war assassins
Geographical, biological camouflaged, move whoever possum
Sounds possible ' cause the god is visual
English grammar, mental examiner
I shock the world like the death of Princess Diana
Reverse psychology on technology, accept no apologies
The penalty is to cut off your arms and feet
Poetry teaches, our speeches seek you through the speakers
My fans will become die hard listeners, plus ear bleeders

[Interlude: RZA]
Fuck what you think
Fuck what you think
Fuck what you think

[Hook: RZA]
It's about what you know, so fuck what you think
21 and over to drink
19 and over to fuck
Sixteen and over to pack, a 12 year old kid got bucked
It's about what you know, so fuck what you think
21 and over to drink
19 and over to fuck
Sixteen and over to pack, a 12 year old kid got bucked

[Outro: RZA]
Word up, Fuck what you think
Word up, yo