Key: Db major•
Verse 1
a sword fight
You must think first before you move
Toad style is immensely strong and immune
to nearly any weapon
When it's properly used it's
almost invincible
Verse 2
Raw like cocaine straight from Bolivia
My hip-hop will will rock
and shock the nation
Like the Emancipation Proclamation
Weak MC's approach
and bang your head
I'm pushing force,
my force you're doubting
I'm making devils cower to the
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Caucus Mountains
Verse 3
I set the microphone on fire
Rap styles vary, and carry like Mariah
I come from the Shaolin slum,
and the isle I'm from
Is coming through with nuff niggas,
and nuff guns
So if you wanna come sweating,
stressing contesting
You'll catch a sharp sword
to the midsection
Don't talk the talk,
if you can't walk the walk
Phony niggas are outlined in chalk
I'm mad vexed,
to barricade me
Steamrolling niggas like
a eighteen wheeler
With a drunk driver driving,
Verse 4
there's no surviving
Me and the Clan,
and yo the Landcruisers out there
Peace to all the crooks,
all the niggas with bad looks
Bald heads, braids, blow this hook
styles 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
niggas with gold teeth
Lamping in a Lexus eating beef
Straight up and down don't even bother
I got forty niggas up in here now,
who kill niggas fathers
My peoples are you with me where you at?
Verse 5
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In the
front,
in the back killa-bees on on attack
My peoples are you with
me where you at?
Smoking meth hitting cats on
Verse 6
Jacques Cousteau could never
get this low
I'm cherry bombing shits, Boom
Just warming up a little bit,
vroom vroom
Rappining is what's happening
Keep the pockets stacked and then,
hands clapping 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 enter enter the Wu-Tang zone
zone
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Guff puff? I'm gonna catch your bluff tuff
Or Alex Haley I'm a Mi-Beetle
Bailey Bailey rhymes
Coming raw style, hardcore
Niggas be coming to the hip-hop store
store
Coming to buy grocery from me
Trying to be a hip-hop MC
MC
The law, in order to enter the Wu-Tang
You You must bring the Ol' Dirty
Bastard type slang
Represent the GZA, Abbott,
RZA, Shaquan, Inspectah Deck
Dirty Ol' getting low wit his flow
Introducing, the Ghostface Killah!
Verse 7
No one could get iller
In the front,
in the back killa-bees on on attack
My peoples are you with
me where you at?
Smoking meth hitting cats on
the block with the gats
Verse 8
no it's the God, get the shit right
you in a past life
On the mic while you was
kicking that fast shit
You reneged tried again, and got blasted
and a black mask
Remember that shit? I know you
That night yo I was hitting like a spiked bat
out, and crazy
Strapped for nonsense,
after me became lazy
Yo, nobody budge while
I shot slugs
Never shot thugs,
So grab your 8 plus 1, start
flipping and tripping
Verse 9
Niggas is jetting I'm licking off son
Wu, Tang!
Verse 10
Homicide's illegal and death is the penalty
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What justifies the homicide,
when he dies?
In his own iniquity it's the
Master of the Mantis
Looks like the work of a Master
Evidence indicates that his 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 paralyzing the victim
You scream,
as it enters your bloodstream
Erupts your brain from the pain
these thoughts contain
Moving on a nigga with the
speed of a centipede
Outro 1
And injure any motherfucking contender!
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