[Verse 1: GZA]I'm in the schoolyard rhyming with my brother Jamel and Ra' AllahVibe and took the beat, and imagining how farThe sound travel at the turn of the volumeIt could shake the gravel, before we heard the loud boomIt vibrated through the parking lotShattered a few windshields, set off a sparking shotThe local UPS cat, but we didn't stress thatHe had a slow leak, front tire almost flatI got a cousin think he slicker than the oil in the chainBut I live in an arcade, surrounded by gameHe used to pass me bucks, trying gas me upHe was a fast talker, and he kept a flashy cutFrom a spot that was on Malcolm X BoulevardWhere this magician, wishing I would pull a cardAn optical illusion, and whose hands were quickBut wasn't fast enough not to reveal his trick[Hook x2: GZA]Who be the first to set it off and just begunTurn up the heat until the track is doneAnd we roll together as oneYes, I call my brother son 'cause he shine like one[Verse 2: GZA & Justice Kareem]Mass hysteria inside the cafeteriaNot a food fight, but the news might beat your areaWhether by word of mouth, or if you read about itExtra extra, they felt the need to shout itThe drummer played the beat on the tableHis boy kicked a verse, like he was the first and I wasn't ableMore prepared to let off anything substantialIf I had no rhymes and my planes was cancelledPicture that, before you give your bag and expose itCouldn't develop the color, wonder why he chosed itSee less than the worst competition, to the pointI only use one ear to listenWas it something I'm missing the food is getting coldThe corners about to flake as soon as I flip the bowlSee the rhyme ain't worth the lunch ticketWaste of time of mine plus the temp kicked it[Hook x2: GZA]Who be the first to set it off and just begunTurn up the heat until the track is doneAnd we roll together as oneYes, I call my brother son 'cause he shine like one
