RZA - Do U Lyrics






[sampled singer singing "Do, Do U" repeats all
throughout the song]


[Intro: RZA (Method Man)]
Come on my niggas, yo..
Put your guns in your right hand and hold it down towards the floor
Point all your guns down towards the floor for a minute
Yeah, you could hold 'em, just point 'em down towards the floor
For a sec, aight? (Yo y'all ain't fuckin' wit the Wu)
We gon' splash like this, all my wild Digi heads
(Y'all niggas is crook) Y'all niggas move a little up to the front
Y'all niggas know what I'm talkin' about
Word up, my weedheads, y'all play the right for a second
Nahmean? Check it out
All y'all niggas on X, y'all keep y'all asses in the back
Aight? Straight up, in fact, matter of fact
We gon' mingle this shit like mothafuckin' peas in the mothafuckin' pot
Straight up Digi Digi style, word up, as we splash you right
(Yeah, yeah, my niggas is crew, now y'all ain't
fuckin' wit the Wu
Oh now y'all.. come on!)

[RZA]
Walk wit a didi bop ock, you silly pop, Jiffy Pop
Fuck around, son, I'll blow ya face up with fifty shots
Sharp darts, and it pop pop like tarts
Extreme speed like Anakin inside the Pod
Headed for the finish line, BOODOO, watch Bobby cross it
Hoes with the diamonds on your toes, come on and floss it
I be one of those tall skinny cats with the four-nine
Three-eleven that rips through Power-U's and breaks spines
I culture power-tuggin' boys who be drunk, buggin'
Lovin' loud noise from toys, club thuggin'
Sweet chocolate deluxe, rugged, sexy buttercup
That don't give a fuck about the cop in the club
Or the bouncer with the flashlight, one walked passed, right?
Some pulled the razor and chopped his ear like he was Mad Mike
I played the cipher in the corner, teachin' math
One for one thoughts, a hundred brothers won't last
Because you can't do me.. [x3]

"Do U feel?"

Come on!

[Prodigal]
Yo, son, +Wake Up+! [coughs]
Yo, I gotta do this, man
I gotta get this money, son

Features in the crowd, appearance like, "Black I'm proud"
In the background, no sounds, four pound, we hold ground!
Brooklyn bound, seven initials up in the crown
One man's ramblin', officials they shot him down
Supreme, extreme, lean, killin' machines
All I wanna do is feed my seed, plus my team
Keep it logical, no games, straight up about Prodigal
Diabolic drums and I run from none
Testimony one, give my life before my only son
Thelonious crumbs, why they wanna press me for guns?
Now I'm in the face of the judge, court case thug
From a race, laced, based on drugs, some made slugs
As +It Was Written+, stroll through any block forbidden
Glock hidden, why they wanna stop precision?
Eighty-five percent of my brothers locked in prison
And we just keep dyin' for the love of good livin'
But Do U! Do U! Do U!

"Do U feel?" [x2]

[GZA]
You know those jams in the park, produced the spark
Made me feel words how I read books in the dark
I always took it to heart, loved the art
A lifetime of darts, ripped crews apart
Made their stay real short, I stamped the passport
Couldn't bring through no wack shit of no sort
I walked the borough challengin' the best that stood
Torch metal mics, they conduct better than wood
Once I electrify and only expect to die
Rounded Bed-Stuy, ZZZZ, nigga fry
My opponent block, the beat comin' from his box
Investment ranker who's a joke in the stocks
Keep a rhythmic pace, maintainin' great balance
Movin' in steps of unheard of silence
Normally progressioners, they're slow steepin'
Niggas wanna light up when there's gas leakin'

"Do U feel?"





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  1. M.... ....

    Wihdodododo

  2. F.... D....

    Prodigal bodied tf out that shit, word the fuck up.

  3. c.... ....

    RZA one of my favorite lyricists ever because his style is so off the beaten path...

  4. j.... m....

    🔥 🐝 🔥

  5. S.... F....

    That violin though... Jheeez man

  6. k.... ....

    And dont give a fuck about the cop in the club

  7. N.... O....

    Prodigal Sunn 🎹🎙🎼🎧🎤🐝

  8. 6.... s....

    Yo the GZA BURIED THIS ALIVE

  9. 6.... s....

    Yo sun wake up

  10. F.... D....

    Bududu! Suuuuu! Bong bong.

  11. U.... S....

    There is a sample, the "Do U" is Rudy Raymore "Do you still care" at 1:51, but everything else is live. Even the drums were rec live on a drum set 💯.

  12. R.... M....

    Makes wanna go do a hit!
    For those that don’t know what that means. In the 90’s the word hit: refers to go and take somebody out

  13. R.... M....

    Naw you ain’t fuck’n with the Wu

  14. M.... J....

    Those trumpets are top sound Bobby ✌️👊

  15. /.... n....

    Supreme! Extreme, lean, keen, killing machines!

  16. c.... s....

    The best

  17. k.... ....

    WU GENERALS....SALUTE

  18. C.... M....

    Son pulled the razor , dropped his ear like he was mad Mike....


    Too raw

  19. O.... B....

    [Gza’s Verse]
    You know those jams in the park, produced the spark
    Made me feel words how I read books in the dark
    I always took it to heart, loved the art
    A lifetime of darts, ripped crews apart
    Made their stay real short, I stamped the passport
    Couldn't bring through no wack shit of no sort
    I walked the borough challengin' the best that stood
    Torch metal mics, they conduct better than wood
    Once I electrify and only expect to die
    Rounded Bed-Stuy, ZZZZ, nigga fry
    My opponent block, the beat comin' from his box
    Investment ranker who's a joke in the stocks
    Keep a rhythmic pace, maintainin' great balance
    Movin' in steps of unheard of silence
    Normally progressioners, they're slow steepin'
    Niggas wanna light up when there's gas leakin'

    O.... B....

    Some of his best

    O.... B....

    they* produced the spark
    made they* stay real short, I stamped they passports*
    Once I electrify you know he* expect to die
    Grounded* Bed-Stuy, ZZZZ, nigga fry [you know, like electrically grounded--you got the best part wrong!]

  20. T.... S....

    Fireeeee still 17 year later

  21. G.... N....

    Ummm no method asshole...
    GZA......

  22. h.... ....

    WEED COUGH SYRUP COFFEE

  23. h.... ....

    I DRINK 40OZ AT TACO STANDS 4REAL

  24. A.... C....

    DO YOU... BECAUSE YOU CANT DO ME

  25. R.... V....

    🔥🔥🔥

  26. A.... S....

    DAAAMNNN Prodigal Murdered this shit so fuckin hard it needs to be buried in a grave with the original masters. ! word is bond

  27. K.... ....

    My favourite track in this album!

  28. F.... X....

    this dont wast my time allways actual

  29. W.... T....

    i was listening to this album the morning of 9/11/2001

  30. P.... F....

    glocko pop gets off

  31. A.... A....

    Me and my dude Mario used to bump this track on the way to the club every saturday night ...it gave me a prebuzz before walking into the club

    A.... A....

    Art Aguilera
    Off top. Music for The Gods

  32. P.... 8....

    007 Wflagg1

  33. j.... m....

    This n Bong Bong.....hotest on the album

    j.... m....

    Brooklyn babies though

    j.... m....

    Fools though ... I love it. But this is pure fire.

    j.... m....

    Sickness is the best

  34. K.... ....

    My favourite of this album !

  35. G.... -....

    do u ? feel .

  36. I.... a....

    rza top 5 producer

    I.... a....

    This beat is disgusting

    I.... a....

    joseph colbert 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

    I.... a....

    Top 1 tbh

    I.... a....

    Rza the hardest ever

  37. I.... a....

    another reason gza my favorite wu artist along with ghost

  38. R.... ....

    meth in the background . ....

  39. A.... A....

    a lifetime of darts ripping crews apart

    A.... A....

    Ariff Azhar
    Words of The God

  40. C.... E....

    AMAZIIIIIING

  41. K.... O....

    This is a good video foreal.''Rza''.''Gza''.''Method Man''.''Prodigal Sunn''.''Wu-Tang Clan''.

  42. h.... ....

    this is amazing!!

    RZA & Wu Tang forever !!