Furious Anger

*Report set to "Co-Defendant" beat*<br><br>[Reporter]<br>Shyheim, the youngest member of the Wu-Tang Clan, was jumped at<br>a Staten Island club, and his face still bares the scar.<br><br>*car spinning out of control and crashing*<br>*beat drops*<br>*multiple gunshots*<br>"And you will know my name is the lord..." -> Samuel L. Jackson<br><br>[Big L]<br>Shyheim, yeah<br>Corleone<br>Uh-huh, check it out<br><br>Y`all niggas be walkin the streets, iced out<br>Not knowin the walk, so put the price out<br>To get you stuck and punch ya lights out<br>Or catch ya car in the night and snatch ya wife out<br>And beat the hoe up if you don`t give the dough up<br>You got me pissed off, frontin and ya whole clique soft<br>If ya had ya Roly on, I might cut ya wrist off<br>Then lick off, and slide ya bitch off, punk<br>I hope ya ready for the kick-off<br>Ya flankin niggas and I`m gettin rich off<br>I done sold coke, sold crack, sold smoke, sold smack<br>Now I wanna go plat`, can I get it sold plat`<br>It ain`t no part a time out, once I climb out<br>The garbage can, wit 2 nines out, and blow ya spine out<br>or I got you cats by a long-shot, every song hot<br>1-3-9 and Lennox is a strong block<br>I left enough a y`all stinkin<br>What the fuck was y`all thinkin?<br>My shit`s tight, nigga, I spit writin<br>Yo, what?<br><br>[Shyheim]<br>Young outlaw, the state wanna get rid a me<br>I`ll probably die from the death penalty<br>Y`all analog, Shyheim I keep it digity<br>I`m not pussy so I don`t need security<br>Like Big L, I`m MVP on the street<br>I did wet more people than the pool and the beach<br>So be easy, or I`ll expose you like shock TV<br>O.G., that`s why they put me in a movie<br>Don`t screw me, cuz if I punch you in ya face<br>You`ll probably try and sue me, and take me to Judge Judy<br>Look me in my eyes cuz ya handshake don`t fool thee<br>Stapleton Staten Islander, the name`s marked on the calender<br>Ain`t no screwin off a silencer, uh-uh<br><br>*gunshots*<br>"And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance<br>and furious anger on those who attempt to poison and destroy<br>my brothers, and you will know my name is the lord." -> Samuel L. Jackson<br><br>[Big L]<br>If you got somethin to say, then cough it out<br>Cuz niggas be wantin beef, but when you pull out<br>the heat they ready to talk it out<br>What is there to talk about?<br>You was just frontin, now it ain`t nuttin<br>Ain`t that somethin? I should start bustin anyway<br>and put one a you punks in the ground<br>Y`all niggas be killin me with y`all faces round, jumpin around<br>Like you scarin us, not even<br>Cuz me and Shy` gon` be some thugs til we stop breathin<br><br>"My name is the lord..." -> Samuel L. Jackson<br><br>[Shyheim]<br>Niggas be actin like they hoodlums<br>Until they get shot up or locked up, now they Bloods and Muslims<br>In the Wu, benz bang em like a Benz, touch kid nuttin thin<br>Put his ear to his chin<br>I gotta win and beat this game of dyin rich and old<br>Cuz these playa-hatin niggas wanna block my gold<br>It`s untold like the truth, they thirsty for my juice<br>But when I let loose, have them jumpin out they boots