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call me punk cos I wear a leather jacket
call me a hippy cos I believe in love
and peace
call me an idealist cos of songs like this one
you can call me what
you like I am all and none of these
chorus: fix a label on me to keepillusions happy
fix a label on me does it make you feel secure?
fix a labelon me to keep me at a distance
and I'll label you as ignorant not wanting to
know more
before we understand ourselves do we have to fight eachother?
Before we share opinions must we keep them undercover?
we classify andcategorize to keep ourselves divided
we are all individuals not the images
provided
chorus
labels are a subtle way of keeping us in line
divided byconformity we waste away our time
we are all individuals divided by their
rituals
think again like I have done--throw away the labels!

Intro: RZA
Lot of people, you know what I'm sayin, they be gettin misinformed
thinkin everything is everything, that you could just get yourself
a little deal, whatever, youknowhatI'msayin you gonna get on you
gonna get rich. And all these labels be trying to lure us in like
spiders, into the web, knowhatI'msaying. So sometimes people gotta
come out and speak up, and let people understand, that you know you
gotta read the label you gotta read the label if you don't read the
label you might get poisoned...
Lyrics: Genius
TOMMY ain't my motherfuckin' BOY
When he fake moves on a nigga you employ
Well I'll EMIRGE off ya set, now ya know God damn
I show LIVIN LARGE niggaz how to flip a DEF JAM
And RUFF up the motherfuckin' HOUSE
Cause I smother you COLD CHILLIN' mother fuckers are still WARNER BROTHERS
I'm RUTHLESS my clan don't have to act wild
That shit is JIVE, an old SLEEPING BAG/PROFILE
This soft comedian rap shit ain't the rough witty
On the reel to reel it wasn't from a TUFF CITY
Niggas be game, thinking that they lyrical surgeons
They know their mics are formed at VIRGIN
And if you ain't boned a mic you couldn't hurt a bee
That's like going to Venus driving a MERCURY
The CAPITOL of this rugged slang, is WU-TANG
Witty Unpredictable Talent And Natural Game
I DEATH ROW an MC with mic cables
The EPIC is at a RUSH ASSOCIATED LABELS
From EASTWEST to ATCO, I bring it to a NEXT PLATEAU
But I keep it phat though
Yo, I'm hittin' batters up with the WILD PITCH style
I even show an UPTOWN/MCA style
Who thought he saw me on 4TH & BROADWAY
But I was out on the ISLAND, bombing MC's all day
My PRIORITY is that I'm FIRST PRIORITY
I bone the secret out a bitch in a sorority
So look out for A&M;, the abbot and the master
Breakin' down your PENDULUM
As I fiend MC's out with a blow that'll numb the
a-ppendix, I'm holdin more more weight than COLUMBIA
Index INTERSCOPE, we RCA. clan
That's comin' with a plan to free a
slave of a mental death MC don't panic
Throw that A&R; nigga off the boat in the ATLANTIC
Now who's the BAD BOY character, not from ARISTA
But firin' weapons released on GEFFEN
So duck as I struck with the soul of MOTOWN
While CENTRAL BROADCASTING SYSTEMS are slowed down
You're Dirty, like that Bastard
It's gettin drastic
Read the label and say it loud
Another Wu banger
Thirty-six chambers, to your area
Yeah, the RZA, phat tracks on a disc
Rza razor rza razor sharp
Another Wu-Tang production kid, comin at ya

[Intro: RZA]
Lot of people, you know what I'm saying, they be getting misinformed
thinking everything is everything, that you could just get yourself
a little deal, whatever, youknowhatI'msayin you gonna get on you
gonna get rich. And all these labels be trying to lure us in like
spiders, into the web, knowhatI'msaying. So sometimes people gotta
come out and speak up, and let people understand, that you know you
gotta read the label you gotta read the label if you don't read the
label you might get poisoned...
[GZA]
TOMMY ain't my motherfucking BOY
When he fake moves on a nigga you employ
Well I'll EMIRGE off your set, now ya know God damn
I show LIVIN LARGE niggaz how to flip a DEF JAM
And RUFF up the motherfucking HOUSE
Cause I smother you COLD CHILLIN' motherfuckers I still WARNER BROTHERS
I'm RUTHLESS my clan don't have to act wild
That shit is JIVE, an old SLEEPING BAG/PROFILE
This soft comedian rap shit ain't the rough witty
On the reel to reel it wasn't from a TUFF CITY
Niggas be game, thinking that they lyrical surgeons
They know their mics are formed at VIRGIN
And if you ain't boned a mic you couldn't hurt a bee
That's like going to Venus driving a MERCURY
The CAPITOL of this rugged slang, is WU-TANG
Witty Unpredictable Talent And Natural Game
I DEATH ROW an MC with mic cables
The EPIC is at a RUSH ASSOCIATED LABELS
From EASTWEST to ATCO, I bring it to a NEXT PLATEAU
But I keep it phat though
Yo, I'm hitting batters up with the WILD PITCH style
I even show an UPTOWN/MCA style
Who thought he saw me on 4TH & BROADWAY
But I was out on the ISLAND, bombing MC's all day
My PRIORITY is that I'm FIRST PRIORITY
I bone the secret out a bitch in a sonority
So look out for A&M;, the abbot and the master
Breaking down your PENDULUM
As I fiend MCs out with a blow that'll numb the
appendix, I'm holding more more weight than COLUMBIA
Index INTERSCOPE, we RCA. Clan
That's coming with a plan to free a
slave of a mental death MC don't panic
Throw that A&R; nigga off the boat in the ATLANTIC
Now who's the BAD BOY character, not from ARISTA
But firing weapons released on GEFFEN
So duck as I struck with the soul of MOTOWN
While CENTRAL BROADCASTING SYSTEMS are slowed down
You're Dirty, like that Bastard
It's getting drastic
Read the label and say it loud
Another Wu banger
36 Chambers, to your area
Yeah, the RZA, phat tracks on a disc
RZA razor RZA razor sharp

blend
faces spawned by dust
salty taste of fame
bitter, sweet
lonely demented soul
where to go?
in my place a statue frozen numb
in your place a set of numbers
lonely tormented soul
where to go?
rage
urge to recall
saltier tastes of hate
take me back to the day
for my renewal
let the diversity of my blend
be seen
blend to choose again
to distort again
to label again
wear your brightest of reds
through the general inspection
tend to your faith
tend to your wealth
see through your greed
blend
faces spawned by dust
seize the moment to salute you
we'll seize the moment to salute you
we'll seize each moment to salute you

Intro: RZA
Lot of people, you know what I'm sayin, they be gettin misinformed
thinkin everything is everything, that you could just get yourself
a little deal, whatever, youknowhatI'msayin you gonna get on you
gonna get rich. And all these labels be trying to lure us in like
spiders, into the web, knowhatI'msaying. So sometimes people gotta
come out and speak up, and let people understand, that you know you
gotta read the label you gotta read the label if you don't read the
label you might get poisoned...
Lyrics: Genius
TOMMY ain't my motherfuckin' BOY
When he fake moves on a nigga you employ
Well I'll EMIRGE off ya set, now ya know God damn
I show LIVIN LARGE niggaz how to flip a DEF JAM
And RUFF up the motherfuckin' HOUSE
Cause I smother you COLD CHILLIN' mother fuckers are still WARNER BROTHERS
I'm RUTHLESS my clan don't have to act wild
That shit is JIVE, an old SLEEPING BAG/PROFILE
This soft comedian rap shit ain't the rough witty
On the reel to reel it wasn't from a TUFF CITY
Niggas be game, thinking that they lyrical surgeons
They know their mics are formed at VIRGIN
And if you ain't boned a mic you couldn't hurt a bee
That's like going to Venus driving a MERCURY
The CAPITOL of this rugged slang, is WU-TANG
Witty Unpredictable Talent And Natural Game
I DEATH ROW an MC with mic cables
The EPIC is at a RUSH ASSOCIATED LABELS
From EASTWEST to ATCO, I bring it to a NEXT PLATEAU
But I keep it phat though
Yo, I'm hittin' batters up with the WILD PITCH style
I even show an UPTOWN/MCA style
Who thought he saw me on 4TH & BROADWAY
But I was out on the ISLAND, bombing MC's all day
My PRIORITY is that I'm FIRST PRIORITY
I bone the secret out a bitch in a sorority
So look out for A&M;, the abbot and the master
Breakin' down your PENDULUM
As I fiend MC's out with a blow that'll numb the
a-ppendix, I'm holdin more more weight than COLUMBIA
Index INTERSCOPE, we RCA. clan
That's comin' with a plan to free a
slave of a mental death MC don't panic
Throw that A&R; nigga off the boat in the ATLANTIC
Now who's the BAD BOY character, not from ARISTA
But firin' weapons released on GEFFEN
So duck as I struck with the soul of MOTOWN
While CENTRAL BROADCASTING SYSTEMS are slowed down
You're Dirty, like that Bastard
It's gettin drastic
Read the label and say it loud
Another Wu banger
Thirty-six chambers, to your area
Yeah, the RZA, phat tracks on a disc
Rza razor rza razor sharp
Another Wu-Tang production kid, comin at ya

Drive the fools,
Make them tools,
Into the rules.
Take the chain,
Fix the pain,
Keeping you faint.
An awful whirl in my mind
Keeps me from flying,
The curse of mankind:
Sleepin' instead of cryin'
Caught in the vain race
Of desperate search,
Shine your face
Or ensue their church.
You hold those labels in your hand,
I always have more blood to sell,
My mind is elsewhere but here we stand,
This belfry got a too bigger bell.
Untie your lust, satisfy your whim.
The cursed raft that you will reach
When you're no longer able to swim

Can I ask you a question? What can you buy that's worth more than you?
(Louis.)
The clothes she knows, the clothes she knows, the clothes.
(Couture.) Rah.
The clothes she knows, the clothes she knows, the clothes.
(Coogi.)
She was born Christian Dior, lived Louis.
Probably gon' die Gucci.
I guess that means I'll bury her a "G."
First class seats with a Coach bag, even her coat tag reads Chanel.
Yves Saint Laurent's nail polish red bottom heels.
She thinks she need apparel to appeal, so she hides behind Victoria's Secrets I reveal. Insecure, un-assured drives her ill. Maybe she'll find a cure on that Juicy Couture, she tries it on then she ask me how I feel.
On the real, I think it all looks better on the floor.
'Cause I just think it's hotter when you take off all that Prada, wearin' nada
like you fresh up out the shower. And you don't need Gabbana, you look sexy in pajamas. You should love your body more than anybody, mama.
And I'm just bein' honest. I promise you look good wearin' nothin'. You ain't gotta shop for my lovin'.
(Armani, Fendi, Versace, Dior, Missoni, Prada, Gabbana, Couture.)
And while I love the fancy clothes,
I'd rather have you here with nothin' on.
(Chanel, Ferretti, Mark Jacobs, Louis, Coach, Celine, Valentino, Coogi.)
'Cause your nudity's beauty,
so you don't need no Gucci's to get to me.
And so it never ends. More Benjamins she would spend chasin' trends.
But her lips, her hips, her thighs, her eyes, her smile will never go outta style. Still, she leaves the house in some sh*t I can't pronounce.
Guy Laroche umbrella when the clouds rain down, still soaked in self doubt.
Don't believe in Cinderella. Just expensive leather, and bags with the leopard skin.Even though I tell her she looks better in the nude,
she don't believe it's true. 'Cause she was never told this by any other dude.
So she thinks beautiful is when she buys somthin' new.
May as well go get the logos. Tattooed, got all the latest news on,
all the latest shoes on, lost. Work her ass off for the cost of that Hugo Boss.
That gold cross she bought, even the bra is Pola.
She loves to floss, but when she takes it off, my God.
(Armani, Fendi, Versace, Dior, Missoni, Prada, Gabbana, Couture.)
And while I love the fancy clothes,
I'd rather have you here with nothin' on.
(Chanel, Ferretti, Mark Jacobs, Louis, Coach, Celine, Valentino, Coogi.)
'Cause your nudity's beauty,
so you don't need no Gucci's to get to me.
Devil in Prada. Or angel with Louis Vuitton halo. Tommy Hilfiger all paid for.
It's like you ain't the same when you change clothes.
God, show her somethin' that I can't show her.
The beauty without the Louis, the queen.
The marvelous body without Armani to love.
The finer without designer. The pure desire without attire.
The allure of a woman who is sure of her form.
Even when there's more in store to be worn.
The way that she was born, she adores.
Taught to not like 'cause it looks like porn.
I tell her you should love it 'cause it's yours.
But still she has wars, and not behind closet doors.
How is it possible that these jeans ae all torn?
Queens become fiends and need to shop more.
Therefore I proceed to undress the problem, and I...
(Armani, Fendi, Versace, Dior, Missoni, Prada, Gabbana, Couture.)
And while I love the fancy clothes,
I'd rather have you here with nothin' on.
(Chanel, Ferretti, Mark Jacobs, Louis, Coach, Celine, Valentino, Coogi.)
'Cause your nudity's beauty,
so you don't need no Gucci's to get to me.
Wha? Wha?

Intro: rza
Lot of people, you know what I'm sayin, they be gettin misinformed
Thinkin everything is everything, that you could just get yourself
A little deal, whatever, youknowhati'msayin you gonna get on you
Gonna get rich. and all these labels be trying to lure us in like
Spiders, into the web, knowhati'msaying. so sometimes people gotta
Come out and speak up, and let people understand, that you know you
Gotta read the label you gotta read the label if you don't read the
Label you might get poisoned...
Lyrics: genius
Tommy ain't my motherfuckin' boy
When he fake moves on a nigga you employ
Well I'll emirge off ya set, now ya know God damn
I show livin large niggaz how to flip a def jam
And ruff up the motherfuckin' house
Cause I smother you cold chillin' mother fuckers are still warner brothers
I'm ruthless my clan don't have to act wild
That shit is jive, an old sleeping bag/profile
This soft comedian rap shit ain't the rough witty
On the reel to reel it wasn't from a tuff city
Niggas be game, thinking that they lyrical surgeons
They know their mics are formed at virgin
And if you ain't boned a mic you couldn't hurt a bee
That's like going to venus driving a mercury
The capitol of this rugged slang, is wu-tang
Witty unpredictable talent and natural game
I death row an mc with mic cables
The epic is at a rush associated labels
From eastwest to atco, I bring it to a next plateau
But I keep it phat though
Yo, I'm hittin' batters up with the wild pitch style
I even show an uptown/mca style
Who thought he saw me on 4th & broadway
But I was out on the island, bombing mc's all day
My priority is that I'm first priority
I bone the secret out a bitch in a sorority
So look out for a&m;, the abbot and the master
Breakin' down your pendulum
As I fiend mc's out with a blow that'll numb the
A-ppendix, I'm holdin more more weight than columbia
Index interscope, we rca. clan
That's comin' with a plan to free a
Slave of a mental death mc don't panic
Throw that a&r; nigga off the boat in the atlantic
Now who's the bad boy character, not from arista
But firin' weapons released on geffen
So duck as I struck with the soul of motown
While central broadcasting systems are slowed down
You're dirty, like that bastard
It's gettin drastic
Read the label and say it loud
Another wu banger
Thirty-six chambers, to your area
Yeah, the rza, phat tracks on a disc
Rza razor rza razor sharp

[Hook]
My life be like
Ooh Aah (yeah), Ooh Ooh
My life be like (yeah)
Ooh Aah, Ooh Aah (yeah), Ooh Ooh
Ooh Aah (yeah), Ooh Ooh
My life be like (yeah)
Ooh Aah, Ooh Aah (yeah), Ooh Ooh
My life be like (yeah)
[Chorus (over hook)]
It's times like these that make me say
Lord if you see me please come my way
Leavin' bread crumbs for when I stray
Rely on sacrifice and the price you paid
Feel me like a fingertip (fa-finger tip, fa-finger tip)
Sometimes I fall I slip
My heartfelt desire be more like you
Tryin' not to quench your fire with the things I do
[Verse One: Coffee]
I'm on an island by my lonesome stranded
Low key and stayin' candid
Reflect on all the things I try my hand at
Church for the equations to persuasions I'm used to
Finding comfort in the zones of closet bones I get loose to
A mountainous fontaine
Spinnin' and monsoonin', grinnin' it's hign octane
Explosive how I came
Rollin' down hills cause lifes a hastle
Encircled by my folly like a moat surround a castle
Stay afloat, catch a second wind
Thin
Is the air I breathe
Teary eyed nose runnin' wipe the snot on my sleeve
I'm callin' on the Savior to be all that I need
Please forgive me my behavior had me lost at light speed
[Chorus (over hook)]
It's times like these that make me say
Lord if you see me please come my way
Leavin' bread crumbs for when I stray
Rely on sacrifice and the price you paid
Feel me like a fingertip (fa-finger tip, fa-finger tip)
Sometimes I fall I slip
My heartfelt desire be more like you
Tryin' not to quench your fire with the things I do
[Verse Two: Bonifide]
The fear of never fallin' in love
And the tears after losin' the feelings of what you thought love was
Like the dirt still up under the rug (My life be like)
Bad characteristics covered in Christs blood
The joy of new birth and the pain of growin' up
The bliss between givin' my all and givin' up
The highs and lows
Paths and roads I chose
In the cold I froze
Tryin' to ease my woes
In this world of sin
Clothes to thin to fend
So to God I send
Words of help to win
In grumblings so deep letters could never express
So the sound of Ooh Aah beneath my breath projects
[Chorus (over hook)]
It's times like these that make me say
Lord if you see me please come my way
Leavin' bread crumbs for when I stray
Rely on sacrifice and the price you paid
Feel me like a fingertip (fa-finger tip, fa-finger tip)
Sometimes I fall I slip
My heartfelt desire be more like you
Tryin' not to quench your fire with the things I do
Don't be bad
[Verse Three: TobyMac]
My life be like
Ooh Aah Ooh
Dum dum ditty
Here come that boy from the Capital City
Last up on the Grits new ditty
But eight bars or the truth well do (uh)
I believe theres a private stunnin
And I believe in the Kindgom Comming
I believe if you seek the truth
You don't need to look far cause it's gonna find you
So why oh why do I trip and stumble?
And ooh aah as commitment crumbles?
I can't believe that I'm here again...
[Chorus (over hook)]
It's times like these that make me say
Lord if you see me please come my way
Leavin' bread crumbs for when I stray
Rely on sacrifice and the price you paid
Feel me like a fingertip (fa-finger tip, fa-finger tip)
Sometimes I fall I slip
My heartfelt desire be more like you
Tryin' not to quench your fire with the things I do
It's times like these that make me say
Lord if you see me please come my way
Leavin' bread crumbs for when I stray
Rely on sacrifice and the price you paid
Feel me like a fingertip (fa-finger tip, fa-finger tip)
Sometimes I fall I slip
My heartfelt desire be more like you
Tryin' not to quench your fire with the things I do
Fa-finger tip, fa-finger tip
Fa-finger tip, fa-finger tip
My life be like
Fa-finger tip, fa-finger tip
Fa-finger tip, fa-finger tip
Ma-ma-my life be like
Fa-finger tip, fa-finger tip
Fa-finger tip, fa-finger tip
My life be like
Fa-finger tip, fa-finger tip
Fa-finger tip, fa-finger tip