RZA - Up Again

[Intro: Talani Rabb (Rakeem Diggs) {RZA}] B.. (B..) O.. (O..) B.. (B..) B.. (B..) Y.. (Y..) D.. (D..) I.. (I..) G.. (G..) I.. (I..) T.. (T..) A.. (A..) L.. (L..) Bobby Digital (Bobby Digital) {Alright.. great job...} [RZA] Dear momma, no need for the head drama I quit slinging that yac', don't need the feds on us I made a mil' off the deal, legit After I pay the tax, I'mma buy us a crib In the winter, I'mma buy us a whip So we can take long trips, just me and the kids I'm up again, I never let you down Nothings ever gonna stop me now I'm up from the gwop, don't gotta hide from the cops Plus homey's got a spot, they can stay off the block They can drop a few tracks, or spar a few minds The God home from the pen, he left the yard behind Got a brand new sampler, take the breaks and I loop it Got a license for the gat, in case the public is stupid Plus, I ain't afraid to shoot it A man with the family, is firmly rooted [Interlude: Talani Rabb] We on top right now, we living Ain't nobody saying it, can't nobody fade us We killing, look at this, yo, just sweet in here We did it, we ain't gotta worry bout nothing no more We on top right now, we living Ain't nobody saying it, can't nobody fade us I always know you was gonna make it You was a dreamer, from day one [Beretta 9] What shall I speak, about the brothers that passed? Make me weak about the knees, make me wanna bust ass Or should I kick knowledge, and I ain't even graduate But take it from me, it ain't cool to skip class, imagine it Five Gods, came to picture perfect, to ovulate to it Music and expression of freedom, escape to it Not much to it, we was born and conceived to it And me being the man that I am, the same could do it Surrounded by a civilized man, a weak woman Subconsciously be planting a fed, inside children Allow me to explain my cause, or who I B-E-R-E, Double T, A, N-I-N-E A/K/A K-I-N-E-T-I-C, my attribute B-O-R-N G-O-D Allah Searching for the truth in myself, I seen, I saw In order to achieve it all, must give my all [Interlude: Talani Rabb] I always know you was gonna make it You was a dreamer, from day one Look at how you killing them right now Why don't you go get you a massage or something, daddy Ain't gotta worry bout none of that Matter fact, pass me the oil I got you all day, you know you did your thing Just sit back and relax [The Reverend William Burk] Off up in the C-H-I, C-A to the G-O Where the winter time temperature be twenty below Knee deep up in the snow, the Reverend still get dough To pay the bills, feed his family and go get more Money, now we taking trips to Jamaica, just to relax My homey's came a long way since paper from g-packs But gone, they used to be pushing BP's and Zenax Now they wire us our paper back and forth like we fax We ask the lord and savior for guidance It's probably hard to hear us over gunshots and violence Figure when I'm in the casket it'll be plenty silence So in the end, when you add it up, it all balance The crew been up, staying higher than pallets On vacations in the islands, watching women with talents Fellowship and with the family members who be the wildest Now we live in mansions, castles and golden palaces [Interlude: Talani Rabb] Into everything that you put your hard work into Look at the gold on the lamp, baby Look at the size of this TV Look at everything, just take up all the beauty in this room right now Look at how you did your thing, you did it We living right now, we ain't gotta worry bout nothing no more Yeah... hahahaha... [Hook 2X: El DeBarge] Up again, I'll never let you down Nothing's ever gonna stop me now [George Clinton (E