Ich Lebe Fuer Hip Hop

Genius/GZA: 
Wu-Tang and Graffiti on the wall in Berlin 
Clash of the two called the dangerous whirlwind 
Rap flow through a life wire, work for hire, 
drip plier, put the stronghold on strict attire 
Now we multiplied our stength on a worldwide note 
thru compact disk, televise live quotes 
Clear my throat with the green bought from bulldog 
Thick smog, my memory kept it on log 
Flyin' thru space like a comet, with DJ Tomekk 
Makin' y'all drunk niggaz vomit 
Sling it to the Hip Hop junkie 
>from country to country 
Mic cord swingin' like monkeys

Prodigal Sunn: 
Up across break Germany, puff a burgundy brown blocks 
Kid, we shine from the Apple that rise the battle rock 
Mechanical shots, shatter thru a panel of cops 
Spread 'em with bates, shell born puncture the face 
Chemical gas, we rock from the digital DAT 
Material, stereo, universal on wax 
Flooded with blacks, I roll with a team with bats 
Brooklyn cats, my brothers from the Island of Stat' 
Livin Hip-Hop, Wu-Tang Clan, the Sun of Man 
We won't stop, the Amsterdam green weed crops 
Machinery pops, blood on the scenery, hot 
Hip-Hop son, we live for the share in the drop