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  • [Masta Killa]

    As we return, to the 36 Chambers

    The RZA, the GZA

    The Ol Dirty BZA

    U-God, Chef, the Ghostface Killah

    And Meth, Rebel I soldier for the foreclosure

    Don't forget about the Masta, yo



    Motherfuckers halt, when my Colt, start stompin

    Thunder, strikes your land with a jolt

    Your stamina level is low, like currents from

    the volts of relentless punishment that multiplies

    At a speed that the naked eye can't die-tect

    the infantry, peep the weapon-try as I bomb atomically

    Stagnant they stood surrounded and astounded

    by this total square mileage of violence that I brung

    I've not yet begun to stung

    It's the ethics, the rigorous training methods

    of the Abbott, incite overseas to opposition

    Penetrates then infiltrates

    Breakin down your resistance

    Leavin competition defenseless, Masta

    Hip-hop antagonizer, dumb deaf and blind civilizer

    with the silencer



    [U-God]

    Psssh, yo

    Pile-driver Tut boulder face blow Hulk

    Anger rap book causin chess blade smoke

    Minds the trunk, punk, elephant gun poke

    Jaw-breaker humanoid vice-grip, choke

    Face the inferno, maestro, pull it

    Pipe hard slang, bite the golden bullet

    Never, sold my soul Golden Arm cold stinger

    See me on the streets address me stone bringer

    Ease away, freeze back, feedback, play out in

    sweet action packed rap

    Bite it, stomp on a beat

    Posess hollow head battle teeth Tony Atlas

    Wu status, now, wisdom to the masses



    [RZA]

    Cock back my tongue like a hammer, my head is like

    a nickel-plated bammer, spit forty-five caliber grammar

    At the speed of wind makes you bleed within

    Crack your skull, without penetratin your skin

    Reign of champ official, Wu scamp with black pistols

    Spent the weekend programmin fat tracks at Camp Cristal



    [Method]

    Home on the range, rebel with a pen

    writin critically acclaimed scriptures that do you in

    Mista, Meth, Hot Nickels

    Say my shit holding my Sex Pistol, deal me in



    [RZA]

    The bewilderin killa bee quickly sting ya

    I ain't gotta life one fuckin finga

    Make sure to God I reef turns on the ringer

    We duckin the subpeona


  • Fatal Flying Guillotine machine from Medina



    [INS] Check the 150 millimeter, heater as it blows holes

    [duo] through your fuckin speaker

    [U-God] Makin you weaker creepin inches centimeters

    [GZA] Fifty caliber street sweeper

    Shots from Shaolin that go to Masapeaqua



    [Method]

    Things'll never be the same, after this one

    Ghostrider spit flame, lay back and twist one

    Recognize the Gods came, for one accord

    For one mind and one cause, that's the shit Son

    Play them crows out position

    You might hear me but you don't listen

    Competition come and get some on

    Red marker still bleedin, through the paper

    of his sick premeditated, murder caper



    [Street Life]

    I walk with the Shaolin strut, burn a dutch

    Watch Street eat em up, cold crush, bumrush

    Spot rusher get touched backed up handcuffed

    Y'all niggaz can't FUCK with us



    [Ghostface]

    Pass me the black velvet embassy suite killin me

    Spell it Maxi Priest caught me in the days up on Delancy Street

    Stand solar, deadly vengeance with a crowbar

    It's like the dreads worshipin Jah, so ha-lo-ha

    Pineapple crushed 850 swerve it with a rush

    Plush the Canola Range spittin off the roof, holdin my change

    Yo it's ragtime, universal 12 Monkey mind

    It's like, stalkin through your airport [*BZZZZZZT*] with a chunky nine



    [Street Life]

    The undervolt Staten New York

    Blood sport gun talk holdin fort back, take em to court (Method: One time)

    It's the burner Shaolin bound facedown you gets murdered

    Roadblock shell shocked, stretched on a back block

    Yo it's warfare when you ring here, slugs fly through midair

    Landin thugs in wheelchairs from the slugfest

    Keeps the iron, where the head rest, for the conquest

    Subway, wordplay ricochet through your projects, crime pays

    Matched up in a staircase, in a dark place embraced

    by the trey-eight, I'm in so deep I can't escape

    These crime situations, I stay in man formation

    And shot echoes through the ghetto locations y'all remain

    P.L.O., slam cats like Bam Bam, Bigolo

    Throw a flow like Nomo relate like Fidel Castro

    I be the great all pro, hangin MC's by they logos

    My street journal reacts and blaze like an inferno Puntuación:
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