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Artist/Band: U-God
Lyrics for Song: Stay In Your Lane
Lyrics for Album: Golden Arms Redemption [1999]



Yeah, tired of all this shit God

Channel you wanna come out?

Niggas betta respect this shit



I see, I see the same ol' rap cats gettin' real lame

Same ol' funny cats, Radio Cats, Dummy Squads

Get one gold record step in the party hard

Like Tyson with ten body guards



Quiet stormin', we still countin' enourmous odds

One enter this shit, in a sence represent

Just the sun drenched the Gods up

Kept his law start date March 5th ninteen nintey nine



Mighty healthy, wealthy for fine

Braveheart, veins, respect mines

Before the war happened, we connect to your glass spines

And as we bash heads, clash nines, who said you could use my lines?



Who said you could rock my Wu sings?

The golden eye chastisment, supreme team shit

Spy versus spy shit, small crimes comitted

Tryin' it wit' my shines on, gimme mines



Suppost to be comin' wit' proper flows son

Over the hill, headed with thrill on elephants till the buffalo guns

The greatest of all times, this time, I'm not gon' say no names

If you not one of the same, I suggest you



Stay in your lane, stay in your lane

Stay off my stage, stay in your lane

If you ain't from the grain

If you ain't my main man like RZA

Stay in your lane, stay in your lane



The run-away train double the sting

Me and Edith stay beneath us

Flip like Batman and Bruce Wayne

Don't take my kindness for weakness, 36 peak shit



Sweetness, ride the bridges skim the bubbles real fridged

Don't get mad 'cause we lived it

As our dog we don't trouble you

Tell your bitch and your friends respect that "W" too



Y'all make me sick

Renegade chicks, strap a grenade to my dick

This shit is feather

Stuck in a high, but more callibre job



To rip your best in half

We arm wrestle you till you beg

Pop your legs in the pretzel

The one in the flames and came out the drain, I suggest that you



Stay in your lane, stay in your lane

Stay off my stage, stay in your lane

If you ain't from the grain

If you ain't my main man like RZA

Stay in your lane, stay in your lane



The rain of Spain falls mainly on the plane

Ready to bake this shit

Snake verse crane

Detrail me, hope I fell



I'm hot on your tail people

You can't be the light

I came to Earth first by a meteorite

Frog, analog, non descript, I gently empty the clip



Crack the whip, rip you from your lips to your hips

Chip for some men off, you fake dreds

Action bitches about me and my black belt degree in rappin'

I make a whole lot of shit happen



The moister peal, oyster vapors

Ember on papers, still scalpin'

Y'all piggy backin' snakes

Jiggy rap, shinin' like 'Pac, a whole fuckin' album



This time, through the flames of triumph

Through the flames of triumph

I ain't go'n play no games

I ain't go'n play no games but I suggest you



Stay in your lane, stay in your lane, stay in your lane

Stay off my stage, stay in your lane

If you ain't from the grain

If you ain't my main man like RZA

Stay in your lane, stay in your lane, stay in your lane



Mothafucka stay in your lane

You ain't from the grain

If you ain't my main man like RZA

Stay in your lane, stay in your lane, stay in your lane

Stay in your fuckin' lane



Niggas

Bang bang


Album Lyrics: Golden Arms Redemption [1999]


U-God
"Golden Arms Redemption [1999]"


1. Bizarre
2. Dat's Gangsta
3. Enter U-God
4. Hungry
5. Lay Down
6. Night The City Cried
7. Soul Dazzle
8. Stay In Your Lane
9. Turbo Charge
10. Turbulence