RJ Payne, Method Man and Inspectah Deck - BRING THE PAYNE

Leather Face 4
It's Payne
Wu-Tang in this motherfucker
Oh yeah, let's go

Sick and disgustin' let's quit the discussion
See I don't rap I tap dance on the beat and I rip through percussion
This type of shit ain't your typical substance
I light the bomb, I don't even write songs this mental production
I feel like Rocky just crippled the Russian
Bitch I'm the sniper, the burner
The pied piper she whistle destruction
Pistol concussions, issues is nothin'
Test me ya death'll be an NFT, this digital hustlin'
Who number one ain't no difficult judgement
Bar fest, bitch, we the gods in the flesh, this a biblical covenant
Shit is repugnant, sicker than ever
Lift the Beretta like I'm fightin' the zombie
Will Smith in the leather
Bitch I look like Money Mitch tryna whip a Carrera
Killin' all these niggas in this era, now witness the terror
Shit a vendetta, I got business to do
Been in the zoo feelin' like the newest member of Wu
It's Payne

See my agenda like enter the ninja
End a pretender hit ya with the 31st by the end of December
The coldest winter, my sister soldiers don't go against us
Trust any member will snap on rappers that don't avenge us
I burn contenders they garbage, baby, you heard of Brenda?
My note to self is return to sender if words offend ya
I'm guessin' you tender y'all just guessin' on Tinder
One swipe left I'm dismembered they ain't effin' remembered (ah)
F 'em they dinner, this here is food for your thoughts
If this a food court some of y'all eatin' soup with a fork
See ya, married to money but goin' through a divorce
Pay the cost and nab the RICO that go for you and your boss
It's Wu and RJ Payne
These bars are tame
I suit up the six-shooter Lebron got game (woo)
Who us? The next who up
We all spit flames
With a cannon you think that wildin' out's my new nickname
I bring the Payne

I definitely do
Effin' with me who
I refurbish the old shotty, shit is technically new
Meth is with me too
Fully loaded, Deck with 52
I recollect the days when "Protect Ya Neck" would get me through
Metamorphosis, now we do business in better offices
Time'll tell two kinds of shells
A set of tortoises could get spaghetti
I put a bullet in every orifice
Horror flick, open your face up like it's a quarter brick
Water whip, no this the shit that they cross the border with
More than lit I'm cultured, I'm on some Tommy Lasorda shit
Caught a lick, I'm built like a cinder block when they pour the mix
Sorta sick, this typa talent made Michael Jordan rich
Still a factor, I kill a rapper, my illest chapter
Criss cross, don't make me rock my chinchilla backwards
Lex Luthor, I'm better than every villain after
Feel the rapture, I say a prayer 'fore I kill the pastor (Payne)

Shotty on the lap ridin' passenger
Battlestar Galactica
I got ya back Payne like sciatica
Blast master INS, blood diamond from Africa
How I take it there, McFly the flux capacitor
Gladiators fell in my path
Felt the wrath when I dealt the blast
Now they shittin' twelve and a halfs
Melons get smashed
Considered witchcraft from the spell that I cast
Welcome to hell let me help with your bags
Went from tappin' ratchet chicks to baggin' actresses
Savage since the back of 1-6-ooh
Flippin' on pissy mattresses
The blacksmith rockin' chemsuit 'cause this is hazardous
The way we snatch bodies they callin' us human traffickers
Seven-thirty wordplay, verbal display
Shatter vertebrae on my worst day
That's the survey
Murder verse crazy like Sam on nervous Thursday
Just another workday they Cirque Du Soleil
Clowns

Written by:
Robert J. Evans

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