GZA - Investigative Reports Lyrics
[Intro/Outro: U-God]
(here we go, come on)
(a, a battle was fought, in brooklyn...)
(hessian soldiers killed 3,000 men; much of the fighting
Took place in what is now prospect park in greenwood cemetary,
(this was the first battle, of america.)
Rugged rhymsters, crooked crimesters
Dime droppers, twenty-five-to-lifers
Backstabbers, low blowers
Illegal... cocaine growers
Starvation, profanity
Anxiety, brothers tryin me
Gun slingers, dead ringers
Yo, my slang's out of this world
Mix collaboration man, little man and his girl
Way of life got me thinkin, plus I'm analyzing young
Youths on roofs, you know, three time felony brutes
Roll together, tropical trees puff, whatever
Yo, we could go run up on kids for leathers
What drug? faculties bubble keys for g's
Cream flow like seven seas, hit chicks guayanese
Word up, hold your head before you fall out
The morgue route, the devil want that
Let's get my niggaz locked all out
Change for better, that be my only vendetta
In life, feed your seed right, it's breathin indeed right
Chef, remarkable, sparkable, raps and tackable gats
Never get jacked, see ya then move, black
Paradise trife, plush with much ice
Gettin nice, layin back, sleep all my life
Word up!
[Chorus: U-God]
(the battle of brooklyn depicted was the bloodiest
Clash of the american revolution. soldiers killed
3,000 men, much of the fighting took place in what is now...)
Crack patients, dime smokers
Vial carriers, mocha tokers
Burnt buildings, brothers building
Save yo' children, investigative reports!
[Verse 2: GZA]
Callin all cars, callin all cars! ghetto
Psychos, armed and dangerous, leavin mad scars on those
Who are found bound, gagged and shot when they blast the spot
Victims took off like astronauts
Get with this, even your best can't
Come on down, you're the next contestant!
Get your pockets dug from all your chemical bank-ins
Caught him at the red light - on putnam avenue and franklin
They used to heat up the cipher with a shot that was hyper
Than your average jfk sniper
He just came home to spark it
Rolling like kaufman, and lay that ass out like carpet
Stop the stuttering boy, save the planes for the five-oh
Then praise the God - chk-a-chk pow!
They be lick shots and premeditate to grab...
...and then they jet back to the lab
And then remain in shaolin
An endangered island
Shorties lose blood by the gallon
[Chorus]
(have integrate a number of corrupt cops, judges...
...into high-level positions, to insure the continued
Success of the drug smuggling and money laundering operations)
[Verse 3: Ghostface Killah]
Yo, I grab the pen for revenge and let loose, see
Like muslims, standing on the block, rocking a khufi
The hundred-dollar kick rockin kid's back for more
Startin gold wars, with black reeboks and velours
Jungle royal life, livin villain
Packed with visions, copywritten
Throwin bread to pigeons, christ has risen, king elegant
Slang-master jackets, expensive noodle hats
In sixty-nine, old times was time that brothers shot craps
The baggy blue guess jeans, pull strings off of callin springs
I'm locked in the thing, rocky ring labelled rap king
The corner emperor - the golden thieves play the benches
Rednecks be hanging big niggaz down in memphis
Back in now-y, hit the bull's eye with loaded nines
Life is like tarzan, swingin from a thin vine
Shatter dreams, then mirrors don't need a press spirals
Aim at the white shadows with big barrels
Of moet-ahs, the bald headers, milk and amarett-ahs
Who fear none, question all personal vendettas, yo
They use guns, while we angrily shot arrows
You better keep your eye on the sparrow!
[Intro/Outro]
(have integrated a number of corrupt cops, judges and lawyers
Into high-level positions -- to insure the continued success
Of the drug smuggling and money laundering opertaions.)
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GZA Investigative Reports Comments
This is when rza was in his production prime
They just don't make shit like this no more straight ⛽⛽⛽⛽⛽⛽⛽⛽⛽⛽🎶🎶🎵
U God ALWAYS shines when he's wid da clan, but sometimes dissapoints when he solo!
jaime tough little bastard dont give up sorry man
Guyanese, word up
HIP HOP MASTERPICE THATS IT!
Ghost took off on this shit...baggy blue guess jeans s pull strings off in palms springs I'm locked in the bing rocky ring labeled rap king
A battle was fought in Brooklyn
🎶 All time favourite! ❗ im 29 .. this music was the start of my childhood ! . . Love this sound
Isn’t Liquid Swords practically Wu Tang’s second album? Think about it. GX
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Raekwon had the best verse hands down.. He the best out the Wu
Naw ghostface had the best verse
@Jordan Howard What make you figure? Not shittin on your opinion or nun just want to know what make you like Ghostface verse a lil more?
@Micah Burton he my favorite wu member that why
Yo, my slangs outta this world, mix collaboration man little man and his girl.... -Rae
Maaaaan.What a masterpiece.
A MASTERPIECE!
Fucking classic 🔥 NYC across the Bridge to Eastwick BrickCity973
Probably the or one of the best songs i've ever herd fuck em all
👉Yo yo
Calling all cars, calling all cars! Ghetto
Psychos, armed and dangerous, leaving mad scars
On those who are found bound, gagged and shot
When they blast the spot, victims took off like astronauts
This shit 4EVER fire ..still bumping this album in 2019 #Facto
GFK is willing to engage in shootouts rocking black Reebok shoes and velour sweatsuits.
rza's drums are brutal. Nobody took it where rza did
Gza best rapper of all time. Technical genius
great disc, respect from Paraguay!
They don't make hip hop music like this anymore one of the best albums ever
ghost went crazy at the end
Gza sounds like he wants to murder every track he is on. Guys a beast
yo my slang's out of this world!
Victims took off like astronauts
Ghost first bars 2x4
2019 and still bopping
Yooooooooooo DAMN DAMN DAMN!!! this shit be killing always and forever! WU TANG for life.
whose still here? 2019 may 30!!!
Mntungwa Ngoma I’m always here! Always will be, just to hear Ghostface slaughter this song! Been listening to this for 20 years and still impressed every time I hear his verse
Classic album forever Wu fan
2:11 A Top 5 Ghost Verse.
My favorite track
When i held my bow and gfk said “they shot guns while we angrily shot arrows. You better keep your eye on the Sparrow “ gave me a different level of goosebumps
They used guns when we angerly shot arrows, you betta keep ya eye on the sparrow.
The Liquid Swords Album made you feel like there were Samurais in the mid 90s in NYC like they never went extinct and that they lived on
"Get with this even ya best can't, come on down, you're the next contestant"
"They used guns while we angrily shot arrows" keep it real,white folks know ghost talkin bout black folks/africans but say indians,aint nothin but shame,guilt from what their ancestors inflicted...
chica chi blawwwwww
As far as pure hip hop this album is waaaay up there....Living in the world today one of the best hip hop tracks ever heard by the human ear....full stop
ghost let out a lot
The best hip hop 90s classic EVER. My big bro had this listen to it and enjoy it
Can any rapper contend with the GZA? he can't be touched on the mic wow!!!
“Life is like Tarzan swinging from a thin vine” Dennis Coles
Ol'skool but still for the new year!! Pushin
Suuuuuuuuuuu!
Not all kids these days listen to “x”.There are still kids here listening to the Hip Hop Scientist.
Some of the best rhymes that'll ever be written ....ever....still listening in 2019....ever since 93
Really weird how 'fraudulent' is spelt incorrectly on the LP backside shown in this video, whereas in EVERY picture I've seen aside from this one, the word is spelt correctly.
Classic n they'll went in but Gza is really a Genius
How you have a top five when the wu spit? Smh
TIMELESS SOUL MUSIC.
They shot guns while we angrily shot arrows
60 dislikes? Fuck outta here. Bet they all listen to MGK 😂
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The $100 kick rockin kids back for more
ghosts verse is so fuckin sick
2:10 best minute in the whole track.
2018 this song will never get old.
2018 fuck yaLL talking about ! Best to ever do it period ! True hip hop ! Rza is the best producer period! Not an opinion this is actual fact
Gettin nice laying back speak on my life word up
Chef killed it the most for me.
This is why gza will always be the best wu member. Of course, everyone in the wu brings their own style but gza is the most lyrical.
One of the realest tracks i ever heard
That beat is just sick.
This U-God chorus is ridiculous, listen to way he's saying... one of my fazv verses
Save your children !!
Have them listen to Wu-Tang?
I think this chorus was the motivation behind mobb deep's adrenaline chorus off murda muzik
whats a "moga toker"
Surge Álvez mota tokers
calling all cars-calling all cars
Quite possibly the greatest wu album, group or solo.
Gzas voice is mesmorizing.
Gza and inspectah deck make wu for me and Rza used too.
Ghost verse just sent chills up my spine!
One of my favorite moments of 1996!
My favorite hip hop album. There’s absolutely zero fat, much like Illmatic in that respect. In the scenario that I’d have to define hip hop to someone, I’d play this album. If you don’t think GZA is a lyrical genius than you’re not listening.
U GOD hook nice ya dig
Callin all cars, callin all cars...
Throwing bread to pigeons Christ has risen, Ghostface murdered his verse, Peace from CHITOWN
24years and still banging like it was yesterday hahahaha
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any got an acapella?
Ghost went theeee fuck off.
Never gets old
Louie C
1 second ago
Nas is not a real person yall he illuimanti!!! this is really MF DOOM...listen real good to Illmatic and It Was Written...thats MF DOOM!!!!!
Louie C
1 second ago
Nas is not a real person yall he illuimanti!!! this is really MF DOOM...listen real good to Illmatic and It Was Written...thats MF DOOM!!!!!
Louie C
1 second ago
Nas is not a real person yall he illuimanti!!! this is really MF DOOM...listen real good to Illmatic and It Was Written...thats MF DOOM!!!!!
Louie C
1 second ago
Nas is not a real person yall he illuimanti!!! this is really MF DOOM...listen real good to Illmatic and It Was Written...thats MF DOOM!!!!!
Way ahead of its time
ghostface absolutely murked this track
Investigative Reports (feat. Chef Raekwon, Ghostface Killah & U-God)
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Lyrics
Rugged rhymsters, crooked crimesters
Dime droppers, Twenty-five-to-lifers
Backstabbers, low blowers
Illegal cocaine growers
Starvation, profanity
Anxiety, brothers trying me
Gun slingers, dead ringers
Yo, my slang's out of this world
Mix collaboration man, little man and his girl
Way of life got me thinking, plus I'm analyzing young
Youths on roofs, you know, three time felony brutes
Roll together, tropical trees puff, whatever
Yo we could go run up on, kids for leathers
What drug? Faculties bubble keys for G's
Cream flow like seven seas, hit chicks Guyanese
Word up, hold your head before you fall out
The morgue route, the devil want that
Let's get my niggas locked all out
Change for better, that be my only vendetta
With life, feed your seed right, he's breathing indeed right
Chef, remarkable, sparkable, raps and tackable gats
Never get jacked, see ya then move black
Paradise trife, plush with much ice
Getting nice, laying back, sleep all my life
Word up!
Crack patients, dime smokers
Vial carriers, mocha tokers
Burnt buildings, brothers building
Save the children, investigative reports!
Calling all cars, calling all cars! Ghetto
Psychos, armed and dangerous, leaving mad scars on those
Who are found bound, gagged and shot when they blast the spot
Victims took off like astronauts
Get with this, even your best can't
Come on down, you're the next contestant!
Get your pockets dug from all your Chemical Bank ends
Caught him at the red light on Putnam Avenue and Franklin
They used to heat up the cipher with a shot that was hyper
Than your average JFK sniper
He just came home from Spofford
Rolling like Kaufman, and laid that ass out like carpet
Stop the stuttering boy, save complaints for the five-oh
Then praise the God - chk-a-chk POW!
They release shots and premeditate to grab
And then they jet back to the lab
And then remain in Shaolin, an endangered island
Where shorties lose blood by the gallons
Crack patients, dime smokers
Vial carriers, mocha tokers
Burnt buildings, brothers building
Save the children, investigative reports!
Yo, I grab the pen for revenge and let loose, see
Like Muslims, standing on the block, rocking a kufi
The hundred-dollar kick rocking kid's back for more
Starting gold wars, with black Reeboks and Velours
Jungle way of life, living villain
Packed with visions, copywritten
Throwing bread to pigeons, Christ has risen
King Elegant, slang master, jack expensive noodle hats
In sixty-nine, old timers time that brothers shot craps
The baggy blue Guess jeans, pull strings off in Palm Springs
I'm locked in the bing, Rocky ring labelled rap king
The corner emperor - the golden thieves play the benches
Rednecks be hanging big niggas down in Memphis
Back in Now-Y, hit the bull's eye with loaded nines
Life is like Tarzan, swinging from a thin vine
Shatter dreams, then mirrors don't need a press spirals
Aim at the white shadows with big barrels
Of Moet-ers, the bald headers, milk and Armarettas
Who fear none, crushing all personal vendettas, yo
They use guns while we angrily shot arrows
You better keep your eye on the sparrow
Rugged rhymsters, crooked crimesters
Dime droppers, Twenty-five-to-lifers
Backstabbers, low blowers
Illegal cocaine growers
Starvation, profanity
Anxiety, brothers trying me
Gun slingers, dead ringers
Investigative reports
REAL NEW YORK HIP HOP......WU FOREVA!!!!
The hundred dolla kicks rockin kids back for more startin gun wars with black reeboks and velours
wu 95 live shit (sick)....
36 fuck heads they need an ass whoopin, needa beepbop them hoes
The only rap I still listen is WU-TANG...everything else dosent come close....you could argue all you want, but they have somewhat poetry and raw beats unlike anyother ever. PERIOD. The rest were preaty much alike...and dont get me started on the new shit...I'm affraid Rap is gone just like punk.
This will stay in heavy rotation in my playlist my favorite wu and bible