Stay In Line lyrics

Artist  : Gza 
Song : Stay In Line



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 f/ Santi White



[GZA] 

Throw down ya mic son, ya gauge is empty 

Plus the wack shit in the game might tempt me


Quickly drop non-stop rec shot 

What I took on the road on the lap and desktop


A mixture from up-tempo to slow grooves 

8-Track figure that's mixed wit Pro Tool 

I rhyme wit sense the paragraph was intense 

Area's dense with the flow from the sentence 

Engine powered by five hundred horses 

Press by a threat of joint forces 

For emcee's who spit rap to cause beef 

Cause they depend on wild kill for fresh meat


On the board, you're just a piece that's captured


Weak is the land that's laying in the pasture


The plug that gave ya juice, I might pull it 

Can't escape these endless waves of rap bullets




[Chorus: Santi White (GZA)] 

They got no place for me 

In my life can't you see? 

I must not push or bite it tell me 

Stay in line, Stay in line (Stay in line) 

Stay in line, Stay in line (Stay in line son)


Stay in line, Stay in line (Stay in line kid)


Stay in line 



[GZA] 

I'm not insane in fact I'm kinda rational 

Chrome-plated serrated swords slashing you 

I shine light to the mic 

That's filled with the unspoiled water that
sprits with light 

But um, you get high of the wealth and livin'
large 

We rely of the stealth of camouflage 

Cut supply lines, flood ya mans market 

From high altitude cover the land target 

Lost in the desert, the journey is stressful 

Where the rescues are unsuccessful 

They perish while they search for it, intriguing
treasures 

Should of taken precautionary measures 

The rhyme with the shank in the yard that kept
stabbing ya 

A shakedown from Alcatraz to Attica 

Because we rock the jails 

Wit it and mase write the verse on the walls of
cells 



[Chorus] 



[GZA] 

Ya out cold, ya styles old 

Allah just rolled, attack his skull wit a plan
less bone 

Hit ya king with a Check that caused directly
damage ya disco tech 

Shoulda' Protect ya Neck 



[Santi White] 

And do they think they got me? I don't know 

They seen ya picture baby? Don't think so 

Now do your mission and while you were thinking


Ain't no collision that'll stop me from screaming




[GZA] 

Involving movements, controlling the squares
that's closed in 

Wit impact, in fact ya zone is frozen 

Submerged in deep blocks of ice 

Sceaming a wise by the high-tech devise 

The slightest fame can bring pain and torture


The author, who came with a burning offer 

Published by whoever made it must own it 

Is just symatomic for one chaotic moment 



[Chorus]