I said a hey, hey, hey, yeah (I said a hey, hey, hey, yeah) I said a hey, hey, hey, yeah (I said a hey, hey, hey, yeah) A come on everybody take a trip with me On down the Mississippi down to new orleans They got a honeysuckel droopin' on a honeysuckel vine And a love is a growin' there all the time Well every southern bell is a Mississippi queen Down the Mississippi down to New Orleans I said a hey, hey, hey, yeah (I said a hey, hey, hey, yeah) Well look out, hey, hey, yeah (Well look out, hey, hey, yeah) A come on everybody down to Basin Street Listen to the music of the dixieland beat Well the magnolia blossems fill the air Said you ain't been to heaven till you been down there They got rich moss hangin' from a big oak tree Down the Mississippi down to New Orleans Whoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa I said a hey, hey, hey, yeah (I said a hey, hey, hey, yeah) I said a hey, hey, hey, yeah (I said a hey, hey, hey, yeah) Well come on everybody take a trip with me On down the Mississippi down to New Orleans Well the honeysuckel droopiun' on a honeysuckel vine And love is a growin' there all the time Well every southern bell is a Mississippi queen Down the Mississippi down to New Orleans Down the Mississippi down to New Orleans Down the Mississippi down to New Orleans Down the Mississippi down to New Orleans

Perfectly fine, that's fine Said, nigga brother, nigga brother, what you livin' for? Is you gon' finish what you started? What you quittin' for? They told me God gave me a mission But I'm missin' the supplies to complete it I ain't the one you should read in, I'm used to bein' defeated So, nigga brother, who you standin' with? I'm independent 'cause these parties never planned for this Brother nigga with a brain, unintentionally swervin' in every lane The feelin's never the same, you chase what you couldn't gain I'm so accustomed to flames, I couldn't tell you what's fire Situation is dire, hear them calls from the choir The disposition acquired from my position on Earth Is tellin' me, "Decapitate everything for what it's worth!" When I die, these words gon' need separate caskets in a hearse I don't rhyme, I freeze time and let these hands just do the work I'm in tandem with my curse, goin' manic since my birth See the canvas as a planet, I'm commandin' with my nerves, ah Tell 'em boys, don't run from us I been down too long, cousin I been down too long, brother Tell the world, I ain't scared of nothin' Tell the world, I ain't scared of jumpin' Tell my boy, I want a crib in London Tell the world to stop trippin' I'll build a different house with some different functions Tell 'em boys, don't run from us I been down too long, cousin I been down too long, brother Tell the world, I ain't scared of nothin' Tell the world, I ain't scared of jumpin' Tell my boy, I want a crib in London Tell the world to stop trippin' I'll build a different house with some different functions Try to treat man like baby Feel the teeth sink in like rabies Ah ah-ah, ah, ah-ah-ah ah Ah ah-ah, ah, ah-ah-ah ah Boy, you know you don't look fly Them gold chains turn your neck green, bye Ah ah-ah, ah, ah-ah-ah ah Ah ah-ah, ah, ah-ah-ah ah Nothin' different now (Woo) All around now (Woo) Who you keep around now? That's a big reflection Don't like how they talkin' to me, why they walkin' to me? Wear your shit upon your sleeve, stop projectin' on me Sense is your surround sound, what's your take on me? Kill the ego now, what that make of me? Angle widescreen, couple sips of Tanqueray I'ma throw a couple punches, I'ma do it anyway Chin up, little son, I slide in like the macarena Lose time, pen it style, spiced up, jalapeño Supersonic, move through tunnel, two-wheel cycle Slightly silence crowd better than 9 millimeter with extended suppressor Bustin' out the function, highly comfortable Got this hot ting on my body, man, my sweat lethal Sweet kisses like the candy out the carnival I'ma call my own shots, hit the audible Impendin' death is the only sign of life I'm throwin' Hail Marys 'til I die Throw it up, all I have is peace of mind, throwin' up Have my wings clipped, I don't need them shits, learn to fly again Fast track to last place, I swear, I've never been up top But I'm up here somewhere Out here, nobody can tell me shit Shit, never mind what I did back then You should take a look at yourself instead Maybe you can find yourself, love yourself Here's to health and here's to wealth, all together now Tell 'em boys, don't run from us I been down too long, cousin I been down too long, brother Tell the world, I ain't scared of nothin' Tell the world, I ain't scared of jumpin' Tell my boy, I want a crib in London Tell the world to stop trippin' I'll build a different house with some different functions Tell 'em boys, don't run from us I been down too long, cousin I been down too long, brother Tell the world, I ain't scared of nothin' Tell the world, I ain't scared of jumpin' Tell my boy, I want a crib in London Tell the world to stop trippin' I'll build a different house with some different functions Hoo! Voodoo Man Momma took me to the church and I sang a hymn Co-colonized Chris-ti-an Now I'm losin' my reli-gi-on God damn, so narcissistic this millennium Fuck you and the bubble that you livin' in I don't go to church, but I'm so spiritual Pulled my life out of dirt, that's a miracle If Jesus was a pop star, would he break the bank? All these diamonds in my face, I'm shinin' like the day I'm livin' in my prime, man, what can I say? If the service is a hour, I'm a hour late

Ah Magnolia trees at night Sparkling bright Fields of cotton look wintery white When it's Christmas time In New Orleans A barefoot choir in prayer Fills the air Mississippi folks Are gathering there When it's Christmas time In New Orleans You'll see a dixieland Santa Claus Leading the band To a good old Creole beat And golly what a spirit You can only hear it Down on Basin Street Your cares will disappear When you hear Hallelujah St. Nicholas is here When it's Christmas time In New Orleans Ah, you'll see A dixieland Santa Claus Leading the band To a good old Creole beat And golly what a spirit You can only hear it Down on Basin Street Your cares will disappear When you hear Hallelujah old St. Nicholas is here When it's Christmas time In New Orleans When it's Christmas time in It's Christmas time in Heey, feel so good in New Orleans With this Christmas time in New Orleans

Just another victim of the... victim of the ghetto Just Another victim, that's how it goes, ooh Heavy foot traffic jam the hallway all day Adolescence working for small pay World so little he could never leave his block His home bullet riddled so he always need his Glock He coast with his eye open, keep his metal smoking Young wasted minds fiending on dimes, coking Forgot kids quick to break rules and known to make fools Out of many, down the streets we more safe than school There's no diploma that can break you from the coma Of a bloody war in the country, the youth hungry On the corner hyenas amongst me Yapping about the stories they be hearing, always swearing Can't even spell the shit that he be wearing Caught up in the silk web of material Superficial stains ya brain tissue, that's the issue The young is lost at their own cost, dreaming Screaming how we never hold positions, that's the meaning Mothers of murder victims share the same grief The elderly shake their head in disbelief And no relief came till I aimed And blast one shot and left my name... the GZA Just another victim of the... victim of the ghetto Just Another victim, that's how it goes, ooh My residence is a city where army veterans smoke rocks On torn down blocks, drug spots set up their shops And cops watch innocent niggas roaming flocks Romanism in tops, papers and knots Churches and liquor stores on every corner plot To get money knots some funny niggas act like They could pop Glocks and those who can't cop Sisters giving up ass a lot, brothers giving up cash a lot Babies struggling to become someone because their parent's not Just another victim of the ghetto, where lost minds settle When the devils uncivil society and die free With double 'W' followed by J-D around the necks and wrists The God is now a dog, the Earth is called a bitch And all my people wish to get rich in this wilderness to push a Lexus Ice on everything from rings and bracelets to the necklaces Children molested within these pest infested buildings Seeds uneducated in these schools, paint on the ceilings Is peeling off, but all I see is lost black babies calling "Please somebody save me, please somebody save me" Just another victim of the... victim of the ghetto Just Another victim, that's how it goes, ooh Just another victim of the... victim of the ghetto Just Another victim, that's how it goes, ooh Just another... just another... victim of the ghetto