(feat. Cilvaringz) [Intro: RZA] One-two, one-two Mic check, one-two, one-two (You don't know, that I really love..." /> (feat. Cilvaringz) [Intro: RZA] One-two, one-two Mic check, one-two, one-two (You don't know, that I really love..." />

You'll Never Know Lyrics

by Rza

<font size="1"><b>(feat. Cilvaringz)
<i>[Intro: RZA]
One-two, one-two
Mic check, one-two, one-two (You don't know, that I really love you)
Yo, yo, You'll Never Know
Check me out (You don't know, that I really love you)
Yo, yo, yo

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<i>[RZA]
I love you like how birds love rose petals, Killarmy love full metal
I love you like how the Park Hill cats love to pull metal
The heat will make ya head whistle loud like a full kettle
I come like the Mecca in civilizin
The hallway jackal, Chicago Bull bandana
I keep police scanners from fishes
They try to slash me out like Douton Hanna
And blow my spot, yo, I'm not the polka-dot
I tote weight, sip Scotch, bust shots, smoke a lot
My cousin Billy, he done it silly, used to joke a lot
Chased bitches, cut class, got high and stayed broke a lot
So when the rent was due he would grab the identical
Twin gats and put a fuckin hole in your right ventricle
Not sober yet no potent threat, yo, I hold a Tec
Show this jet pack on my back, blast like no respect
While you bickerin, this flame is still flickerin
Then the magnetic attraction to my wisdom keeps you listenin

<i>[Interlude: Cilvaringz]
Yo, yo
Choco bang that shit!
Yeah, yeah (You don't know, that I really love you)
Killa Beez, European
Yo, yo, shut up!

<i>[Cilvaringz]
Eh-yo, my sword so sharp I split the tweeters in ya Genelacs
European Killa Beez attack, chk-chk-chk
I never smoke blunts, tote weight, nor bust shots
But fuck with me I guarantee you'll get ya neck chopped
Be the haunting, dauntin, brothers won't fuck
with The Wu-Tang swordsman, slowly get dropped
When my Shaolin sword, swing at Nasty Immigrants with passports
To teach Man, Woman and Child, with the sword style
God, complete the presence
It only takes seconds to chop a nigga head on RZA records
But you a worthless effort, follow faster then leopards
I can't wait to return to the fuckin essence
Of hip-hop, yo, my shit chop constantly
It's over when my shit drops, son, honestly
I love the RZA and the whole Wu Academy
For givin me a chance to be what I wanna be (What?)
But You will Never Know how much..

<i>[RZA]
Do you think this cocked mic will jam or choke?
Come on my nigga.. Listen yo..
Do you think this black mic will cock back, jam or choke?
I should stick a long silver hook down your throat<b