DJ Muggs vs. GZA Smothered Mate Lyrics
            [GZA]
            His autobiography had came to an end
            With the final chapter written in blood upon the skin
            From snakes, that was dirty as rodents
            Therefore to a starving one, the call for hunger is potent
            Some kids at a young age, their skull is fractured
            Their mind store the sickest images ever captured
            They draw pistols to resolve issues
            To give 'em a sense of closure to expose the brain tissue
            The shells was evidence, of a violent event
            That left a young dealer bent, from a hundred rounds spent
            The lifestyle, is a thousand miles from a minister
            A small con game with something far more sinister
            Peer pressure got him moving faster, a paradise of mutation
            Open the gates of disaster
            And murder is not the only cold blooded crime
            You got fiends that'll torture the teens to get a dime
        
            [Chorus: GZA]
            Empty ya pockets, n____, and don't move
            You react any other way, and they'll prove
            Cuz they ain't got a problem with laying ya a__ out
            Or putting in work, so you can see what it's about
            Money got the flow, n____, and don't stop
            Whether drugs or a hoe, n____, stay on top
            Cuz they don't have a problem with running up in ya house
            And burning it to the ground, after the s___ is doused
        
            [GZA]
            I told him to save his breathe
            Cuz he hovered on the brink of death
            He wasn't living right before he left
            His life took an unexpected turn
            For those who walked that path, here's a lesson to learn
            Coming from a nesting ground, of those on the growl
            In a state of darkness, menacing on the prowl
            Local rivals and known competitors
            Who tried to stay clear from the, spying eyes of predators
            On the hunt, they constantly taught persistence
            Those with less heart, keep a respectful distance
            The pray, no, it's too hot, to lay in the street
            They find shaded areas, a few feet from the heat
            Cuz if not, then, it will be costing one
            Who will soon evaporate under a scorching sun
            Cuz when the drought is on, it's little left
            Then what lies ahead, dehydration and eventual death
        
            [Chorus]
        
            [Outro: GZA]
            We doing music from the heart, and not from the charts
        
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