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Da Mystery of Chessboxin - "Wu Tang Clan"
The game of chess, is like a swordfight
You must think first, before you move
Wu style is immensely strong, and immune to nearly any weapon
When its properly used, its almost invincible
Verse One: U-God
Raw imma give it to ya, with no trivia
raw like cocaine straight from Bolivia
my hip hop will rock and shock the nation
like the Emancipation Proclamation
Weak MCs approach with slang thats dead
you might as well run into the wall and bang your head
Im pushin force, my force your doubtin
Im makin devils cower to the Caucus Mountains
Verse Two: Inspector Deck
Well Im a sire, I set the microphone on fire
rap styles vary, and carry like Mariah
I come from the shaolin slum, and the isle Im from
is comin through with nuff niggaz, and nuff guns
so if you wanna come sweatin, stressin contesting
youll catch a sharp sword to the midsection
dont talk the talk, if you cant walk the walk
phony niggaz are outlined in chalk
a man vexed, is what the projects made me
rebel to the grain theres no way to barricade me
steamrollin niggas with the eighteen wheeler
with the drunk driver drivin, theres no survivin
Verse Three: Raekwon the Chef
Ruff like Timberland wear, yeah
me and the Clan, and yo the Landcruisers out there
peace to all the crooks, all the niggaz with bad looks
bald heads, braids, blow this hook
we got chrome tecs, nickel plated macs
black axe, drug dealinstyles in phat stacks
I only been a good nigga for a minute though
cuz I got to get my props, and win it yo
I got beef wit commercial-ass niggas with gold teeth
lampin in a Lexus eatin beef
straight up and down dont even bother
I got fourty niggaz up in here now, who kill niggaz fathers
Chorus: Method Man
My peoples are you with me where you at?
In the front, in the back killa-bees on attack
my peoples are you with me where you at?
Smokin meth hittin caps on the block with the gats
Verse Four: Ol Dirty Bastard
Here I go, deep type flow
Jacque Cousteau could never get this low..Im
Cherry bombin shits...BOOM
just warmin up a little bit, vroom vroom
rappinin is whats happenin
keep the pockets stacked and then, hands clappin and
at the party when I move my body
gotta get up, and be somebody
grab the microphone put strength to the bone
DUH-DUH-DUH...enter the Wu-Tang zone
sure enough when I rock that stuff
huff puff?? Im gonna catch your bluff tuff
rough, kickin rhymes like Jim Kelly
or Alex Haley im a Mi-..Beetle Bailey rhymes
comin raw style, hardcore
niggas be comin to the hip-hop store
comin to buy grocery from me
tryin to be a hip-hop MC
the law, in order to enter the Wu-Tang
you must bring the Ol Dirty Bastard type slang
represent the Gza, Abbot, RZA, Shaquan, Inspecta Deck
dirty hoe gettin low wit his flow
introducin the Ghostface Killer
no one could get illa
Chorus
Verse Five: Ghost Face Killer
Speakin of the devil psych, no its the God, get the shit right
mega trife, and yo I killed you in a past life
on the mic while you was kickin that fast shit
you renegged tried again, and got blasted
half mastered ass style mad ruff task
when I struck I had on Tims and a black mask
Remember that shit? I know you dont remember jack
That night yo I wuz hittin like a spiked bat
and then you thought I was bugged out, and crazy
strapped for nonsense, after me became lazy
yo, nobody budge while I shot slugs
Never shot thugs, Im runnin with thugs that flood mugs
so grab your eight plus one, start flippin and trippin
niggas is jettin Im lickin off son
[Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang!!!!]
Verse Six: Master Killer
Homicides illegal and death is the penalty
What justifies the homicide, when he dies?
In his own iniquity its the
Master of the Mantis Rapture comin at cha
we have an APB on an MC Killer
look like the work of a Master
evidence indicates thats its stature
merciless like a terrorist hard to capture
the flow changes like a chameleon
plays like a friend, and stabs you like a dagger
this technique attacks the immune system
Disguised like a lie paralyzin the victim
you scream, as it enters your bloodstream
erupts your brain from the pain these thoughts contain
movin on a nigga with the speed of a centipede
and injure ANY MOTHAFUCKIN CONTENDER
Chorus
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