RZA: You can't stop me now

(feat. Inspectah Deck)[Intro: RZA]Round up, round up, round up, round upRound up, round up, round up, round up...[Chorus: The Whatnauts "Message from a Black Man" sample w/ ODB sample]No matter how hard you try, you can't stop me nowNo matter how hard you try, you can't stop me now[RZA]The greatest B-Boy of all time, started from small crimesWhile others had big tops I was slingin' small dimesTryin' to make the come up, the blow used to numb upA few G's a week, my clique used to sum upTill my brother got locked up, my girl got knocked upMy closest homies each, got popped up and shot upAnd cops flood the block, no way to eatSo I dropped a half a G on a rented SP1200 Sampler, and a Yamaha Four-TrackThe bass from the lab used to blow the fuckin' door backWhile Ghost was doin' stick-ups, tryin' to make a vic' upWaitin' outside for the Brinks truck to pick upNothing would work, so we're back to choppin' nicks upGivin' grown ass women two vials for a dick suckWhen I was stressed I would head to the restThen the pads on the SP-12 got pressedMakin' beats for the streets, so the family could eatIn '93, Wu-Tang Clan dropped their first LPWe went platinum, *whoo-peesh*, yeah we flatten 'emPockets got fat and um, went and got Cap and 'emStaten's on the map and um, Brooklyn Zu is bombin' 'emAll around the world, Killa Beez start swarmin' 'emYou can't stop us, you can't block usRock us or mock us, knock us or top usBetter sit back and watch us...[Chorus][Inspectah Deck]Can't stop me man...No matter how hard, you better go hardSo hard, if you gonna try and stop me nowI be ruckus to rhythm like the blocks be wildBad enough I got the cops tryin' to lock me downCan't nobody break my stride or shake my prideWithout a homicide, case and trialIt's a long time comin', long nines bustin'Cradle to the grave I be on my grind hustlin'Sometimes when I think about it, have my mind buggin'The shit that I been through, things that I've seenThe chicks that I ran through, places I've beenI'm a victim of the very song I singThat's how it is in the heart of it, most want no part of itSome will soothe the pain through booze and narcoticsI'mma hold my head, stay true to where my heart isEither you pay with your life, or you pay dues and homage[Chorus 2X]