| Song | Hip Hop Fury |
| Artist | GZA |
| Album | Beneath the Surface |
| 作词 : Ansari, Diggs, Dockery ... | |
| Chorus- rza | |
| You crunchy chump crabs get crumbled up like crack rock | |
| Fuck wit the wu we bustin ya whole snot box | |
| Throw ya right ear and ya bitch up in a zip lock | |
| Spazzola to ya fury form of hip hop | |
| Verse 1- hell razah | |
| Here's something to advertise, promote it keep the fan satisfied | |
| Load data for the disc drive, ghetto citywide | |
| Leave em paralyzed,they stolen every word i provide | |
| Without no clearence, i nurture this track like amish parents | |
| Got requests from retail stores, for my appearence | |
| First we target it, then they market it, to kill ya artist wit | |
| The hungry shark, contra hit, whoevers starting shit | |
| Got as many rap soldiers, for how much this record ships | |
| Fuck them niggaz you record with,i make them forfit | |
| Send a bomb rap fed ex into ya office, son we buil and deliver | |
| Came to build with the gza, | |
| Check the chorus from the rza, the real album spitta | |
| Me and my street team be holding congress meetings | |
| Audio visual video treatments internationally speaking | |
| Got managers scared to shop you, ready to drop you | |
| Its the comming of the newest hip hop christ | |
| Pop you, try the bds and soundskins from war fans | |
| Ya whole roster cant take on, one sun of man | |
| Get ya street team,get ya sickest out, put ya posters up | |
| Boost ya bucket up, still razah gonna fuck it up! | |
| Chorus- rza | |
| You crunchy chump crabs get crumbled up like crack rock | |
| Fuck wit the wu we bustin ya whole snot box | |
| Throw ya right ear and ya bitch up in a zip lock | |
| Spazzola to ya fury form of hip hop | |
| Verse 2- gza | |
| Industrialize niggaz change soon as ya get in | |
| Throw em on a auction block, ceos bidding | |
| Highest price paid, for them wack rhymes made | |
| It's over rated, cut off, never reinstated | |
| I be fruitful, and multiply with marvelous tales | |
| Feed the hungry mcs and be starving as hell | |
| I laid the first verse and quenched a dry ass niggaz thirst | |
| Who drank my wisdom up like water, till his stomach burst | |
| Full tank, with the premium quallity raps | |
| Mickey mouse niggaz get caught on the trap | |
| Ya cottonelle kids from scottsdale cleanex | |
| Looking like rockwell wearing vnecks | |
| Ya learn from this earn from this | |
| Niggaz getting tossed and turned for this, burned for this | |
| Extort from a thousands degrees of live mcs | |
| I melt ya niggaz down to the size of fleas | |
| Verse 3-timbo king | |
| The microphonus, collect the bonus, aiyo we on this | |
| House niggaz verse the homeless | |
| Ten to one, tim's the one | |
| Royal famous,the verbal painless | |
| The dark gallery, million dollar pictures | |
| Import from poor to riches, leanin on doors | |
| We move across the broklynn bridge doing 60 | |
| Illegal driving, from dusk to red dawn | |
| The gza/genius, wu-tang we live long | |
| Verse 4- dreddy kruger | |
| True indeed, i hook tracks like my seed | |
| Persona, wack mcs do me notta | |
| King solomon the great,came to evaporate the fake | |
| Yeah you, you know your power-u | |
| Ya reconize the voice, it's that nigga from the wu | |
| Every dart i spit gets mastered and promoted | |
| Ya just been demoted, cause ya sweet and sugar coated | |
| Ya folded, ya style is half stale and molded | |
| So mold it | |
| Chrous- rza | |
| You crunchy chump crabs get crumbled up like crack rock | |
| Fuck wit the wu we bustin ya whole snot box | |
| Throw ya right ear and ya bitch up in a zip lock | |
| Spazzola to ya fury form of hip hop |
| zuò cí : Ansari, Diggs, Dockery ... | |
| Chorus rza | |
| You crunchy chump crabs get crumbled up like crack rock | |
| Fuck wit the wu we bustin ya whole snot box | |
| Throw ya right ear and ya bitch up in a zip lock | |
| Spazzola to ya fury form of hip hop | |
| Verse 1 hell razah | |
| Here' s something to advertise, promote it keep the fan satisfied | |
| Load data for the disc drive, ghetto citywide | |
| Leave em paralyzed, they stolen every word i provide | |
| Without no clearence, i nurture this track like amish parents | |
| Got requests from retail stores, for my appearence | |
| First we target it, then they market it, to kill ya artist wit | |
| The hungry shark, contra hit, whoevers starting shit | |
| Got as many rap soldiers, for how much this record ships | |
| Fuck them niggaz you record with, i make them forfit | |
| Send a bomb rap fed ex into ya office, son we buil and deliver | |
| Came to build with the gza, | |
| Check the chorus from the rza, the real album spitta | |
| Me and my street team be holding congress meetings | |
| Audio visual video treatments internationally speaking | |
| Got managers scared to shop you, ready to drop you | |
| Its the comming of the newest hip hop christ | |
| Pop you, try the bds and soundskins from war fans | |
| Ya whole roster cant take on, one sun of man | |
| Get ya street team, get ya sickest out, put ya posters up | |
| Boost ya bucket up, still razah gonna fuck it up! | |
| Chorus rza | |
| You crunchy chump crabs get crumbled up like crack rock | |
| Fuck wit the wu we bustin ya whole snot box | |
| Throw ya right ear and ya bitch up in a zip lock | |
| Spazzola to ya fury form of hip hop | |
| Verse 2 gza | |
| Industrialize niggaz change soon as ya get in | |
| Throw em on a auction block, ceos bidding | |
| Highest price paid, for them wack rhymes made | |
| It' s over rated, cut off, never reinstated | |
| I be fruitful, and multiply with marvelous tales | |
| Feed the hungry mcs and be starving as hell | |
| I laid the first verse and quenched a dry ass niggaz thirst | |
| Who drank my wisdom up like water, till his stomach burst | |
| Full tank, with the premium quallity raps | |
| Mickey mouse niggaz get caught on the trap | |
| Ya cottonelle kids from scottsdale cleanex | |
| Looking like rockwell wearing vnecks | |
| Ya learn from this earn from this | |
| Niggaz getting tossed and turned for this, burned for this | |
| Extort from a thousands degrees of live mcs | |
| I melt ya niggaz down to the size of fleas | |
| Verse 3timbo king | |
| The microphonus, collect the bonus, aiyo we on this | |
| House niggaz verse the homeless | |
| Ten to one, tim' s the one | |
| Royal famous, the verbal painless | |
| The dark gallery, million dollar pictures | |
| Import from poor to riches, leanin on doors | |
| We move across the broklynn bridge doing 60 | |
| Illegal driving, from dusk to red dawn | |
| The gza genius, wutang we live long | |
| Verse 4 dreddy kruger | |
| True indeed, i hook tracks like my seed | |
| Persona, wack mcs do me notta | |
| King solomon the great, came to evaporate the fake | |
| Yeah you, you know your poweru | |
| Ya reconize the voice, it' s that nigga from the wu | |
| Every dart i spit gets mastered and promoted | |
| Ya just been demoted, cause ya sweet and sugar coated | |
| Ya folded, ya style is half stale and molded | |
| So mold it | |
| Chrous rza | |
| You crunchy chump crabs get crumbled up like crack rock | |
| Fuck wit the wu we bustin ya whole snot box | |
| Throw ya right ear and ya bitch up in a zip lock | |
| Spazzola to ya fury form of hip hop |