* - first demo as a six piece, in Culver City, 1981, by some hippie at some shitty 8 track studio (enjoy!) ** - "What Price Happiness" 7" session recorded
, it always will be - Sound & Fury The power is just surging forward, can you feel it - Sound & Fury Don't let it take hold of your mind - Sound & Fury
Cries of anarchy, cries of freedom Cries of fury in the United Kingdom Started out loud, started out young Started out poor and just for fun Tales of
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
mounds I can feel the pain inside me Riding alone searching for a reason to live The wave of destruction took my soul away Force of the wind fury never
it might save him If not, Eric B's the judge, the crowd's the jury How do I plead to homicide? 'Lyrics of Fury' They're getting furier, a fearified freestyle
[Chorus: Thea] Oh whoa, these tears that I've had They here, have no, word Then roll, each time each pain I fell insane [RZA] Fury in my eyes, sword
to kneel The fury in me is divine My dark grave awaits, my fate is revealed But I'm not afraid to die I will stand firm, I refuse to kneel The fury in
flashing metal Crescent moon must find me Within a smoke of screams Flames fingering my body Wind howling through my dreams I live in metallic fury
power glory to us one and all Fell no love in freedom Don't cry, it's only thunder in your head Driving flesh and fury There you are in a flash of frozen
[Chorus - Pusha T] Hmmm, you tryna get some good fame ain't cha? Hmmm, you tryna slang in tha rain ain't cha? Hmmm, you tryna save for tha Range ain't
[Incomprehensible] Hello new world, here we come On them twinkie trains, with the hood screaming, "We're on our way" Can't forget where I come from So
Keys open doors, keys open doors Keys open doors, keys, keys open doors Make ya skin crawl, press one button, let the wind fall Who gon' stop us? Fuck
Gather around Miami Vice, all my cocaine gringos, ya know Miami Vice, Pusha spit this shit for y'all, here we go Youngin' don't make my cells rise,
Yo wattup ma I got a pocket full of stinky's Let's go spin these right quick, what's that? All my fly bitches like (Dirty money, dirty money) All my
You know we back right? Clear the streets out Come on with it Ha ha Star Track Niggas just hate us, I'm doing deals like the majors Ice Cream Sneakers
All I want to do is ride around shining while I can afford it Plenty ice on my neck so I don't get nauseous Float around in the greatest of Porsche's
I'm having nightmares, ooh My niggaz say I'm p-noid, they say I'm just p-noid I'm having nightmares, ooh My niggaz say I'm p-noid, they say I'm just p