Masked Avengers - Perb's verse

[lordizreal]

What do you think?
Any bars in this dart aimed at ghost..

[VDB-King]

That shit is old.

[pep]

up the joint...real talk perb is/was nice..his verse in learn to move is classic..pardon me, i was just to dusted to smile....

[Jet Set]

so....

Artist: (Mathematics f/) Hell Razah, Lord Superb, Shyheim, Squigg Trust
Album: Wu-Tang Clan & Friends * UnReleased
Song: Masked Avengers
Typed by: Tha Masta

[Intro: (sample) Lord Superb]
(You late again, you late one more time I'mma kick yo ass
"Ain't nobody gon' kick my ass!" Shit... right on, blood)
Y'all niggaz ready or what?
(Come on, now, give me five! Now go on in there!)
Go after it, Lord Superb
My nigga Shyheim, 27, where you at?

[Lord Superb]
Superb's the next nigga, respect for those before me
In these last days, I'm bringin rap glory
In the streets they hear it, some will remember the lyrics
In my demise, some will remember me in spirit
And I ain't tryin to die like 'Pac and BIG
And lose my talent to a cultured thug life
I'm a man, see a man stay around his
It takes years fear, like fuck y'all plans!
Tell the truth, son, you stole my dream
When I slept you schemed, you was deemed to see me fail
Your frail movements, almost got you killed
And the pressure you felt was what made you tell
If you could do the crime, how 'bout the time in jail?
I shall survive, we shall prevail!
I'ma keep it field while others keep it real
And get a real long time in jail
Tell the truth, son, you want my life
I studied for years, got years and did years
Niggaz in my PJ's got knocked in pairs
Locked, or stared, some got needles in chairs

Artist: Masta Killa f/ Lord Superb
Album: Ghost Dog: The Way of the Samurai O.S.T.
Song: The Man
Typed by: Tha Masta

[Lord Superb]
Fuck y'all niggas talkin about?
My flow, right?
Every time I did this shit, you niggas got hype yo

Superb's the next nigga, respect for those before me
In these last days, I'm bringin rap glory
In the streets they hear it, some will remember the lyrics
In my demise, some will remember me in spirit
And I ain't tryin to die like 'Pac and BIG
And lose my talent to a cultured thug life
I'm a man, seein mindstate of balance
takes years, fam', like fuck y'all plans
See, we feel like stars, shine like stars
fuck stars, fuck y'all, we examples
Samples of the hood, thugs from the hood
Young bloods in the hood like, they love the hood
They love the young bitches, nickel bags and guns
In the benches, we see it all off the benches
I learned how to sew seein niggas stitches
And the pain, don't even ask who 'bout the pain
They killed main, I won't maintain
By the bus stop, two blocks from the dust spots
Somebody busted shots, they said Sam got got
Damn, he wildin in the back cab rap
That eat swine, fucked his arms and hold nines
That's Far Rock for you, my block for you
Y'all bitches niggas only live in jail cuz ock know you
When I come home, watch how shots blow you
Through the upholstery, even through your mom's groceries
Little Sam died three months later
He got set up by the elevator, his cape was regulated
His name faded, he has a son by this bitch he dated
Shorty waited for two dead case kid
He'd get them niggas kids if he couldn't get them
Then one day out of the blue, BAM!
He heard shit like last names and cars rarin
The Larger Than Life niggas was about to leave here

[pep]

I fuck with Rza/so honor my beats ngga...