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Mesmerize (Feat. Feven) – RZA

Lirik lagu: Mesmerize (Feat. Feven)

[Intro: Feven (RZA)]
Stressed out in an exclusive
(This is a Wu-Tang International world premiere, bodododododo)
Oh my God, I think I’m a havin’ a rap attack

[Feven]
Go ahead and call me suburban slums of the chick
Though you don’t know shit about me
Black refugee, twelve’ll automatically
Shit is funny, the way you think I’m on ya money
Seein’ mathematics, you think I’m makin’ stacks, son
After I eat, the release hit, the more mouthes to feed
Back in Ave., countin’ my gift to Gap
No shame in holdin’ CREAM, but it ain’t what it seems
And now I know how ya’ll hate when niggas make the greens, nawhatimean?
See ya eyes bleedin’ and envy Allah in Sweden
Britain Bahamans beemin’ hatin’ on my achievements, schemin’
And turbans, try to cause turbulence
And my essence, can’t none of that shit touch my maintenance
Niggas all bling, bling, don’t know how to handle the thing
It’s not about how much ya earn, it’s how you spend
And I choose life, before any God damn rights
Steppin’ on some Satan shit, but I only fear twice

[Chorus x2: Feven]
You on some hostile negative vibes
Negative lies, the style only makes me rise
To the top, mind states it and makes me wise
I’ma keep a step ahead and mesmurize

[Feven]
Growin’ up I feel like an old soul trapped in a child’s body
Mad strain on my brain but I kept most inside of me
Peeps tried to lock me out like, yeah, fun, it’s for more
For sure, was a quiet type and inside a drawer
Straight outta war, couldn’t ignore, scenes I was seein’
Quicker human being, part of Fam, by RZA, one would kill him
Couldn’t feel him, period, had to get articulate
To express the mess, pen and paper and got blessed
Unless, I make my path straight, when I came, I ate
I be on some other shit, on the news front page
A heart filled wit rage, feel the pain after pain
Converted shit to positive things, I project on stage
Now they wanna hate on my shine, hate on my kind
Byut I know it’s envy kid, I feel in my spine
Ain’t nothing ya’ll can say or do, to make me change my point of view
You better change ya attitude or I’mma get this bitch, son

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[Chorus x2]

[Interlude: RZA (Feven)]
This is a Wu-Tang International world premiere
(Oh my God, I think I’m havin’ a rap attack)

[Feven]
My crouching tiger, gotta go hard, but still a fighter
Survivor, ya’ll can keep yappin’ on the cypher
I’m tighter, the son got problems facin’ the facts
I’m killin’ tracks, do ya own things, pick up ya acts
Matter of fact, if this is for ya’ll to keep in mind
073-6291535

[RZA]
And sure ya on lead, whether ya hit this bleed
RZA ger dig äkta grejer (RZA gives you the real stuff)

[Feven]
If you ain’t been through shit, how can ya know shit?
If you talk that shit, if ya get ya bones split
I been bitin’ my tongue, every time I heard somethin’
But now it’s on, and keep in mind where I’m from

[Chorus x2]

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Wherever I Go (Feat. Allah Real, Daddy-O, Division) – RZA

Lirik lagu: Wherever I Go (Feat. Allah Real, Daddy-O, Division)

[Intro: ShaCronz]
Yeah, uh, it’s dark outside
We still in the hood with this one, ya’ll
Yeah, from the projects, slums, Fort Greene
Huh? Ain’t no sun outside, never sunny where I’m from
Always grimy, yo, yo, yo, yo

[ShaCronz]
Everyday is a struggle, but you can catch my team hustlin’ to the late night
Takin’ risks, playin’ dice, screamin’ “We hate life!”
Gettin’ this money, but we want more
I see a lot of niggas beefin’, but they don’t want war
I heat targets, anything you sese, rob it, got beef like the meat market
I’m clappin’ captains, lieutenants, and police sergeants
I got two hoes named Denise and Margaret
They come through and finish drama after we start it
All my chicks major, I rep N.Y. like a Knick player
Get paper, split haters, I still spit and shit razors
Got eight pair of sick ‘gators, five watches
Switch flavors, 50 red and blue rocks around the wrist, player
My vision is deep the Division will creep
run up on you, start hittin’ your peeps
Nigga, we ain’t playin, our mission’s discreet
I’m clippin’ your peeps, have you missin’ for weeks
To let you know we ain’t playin’

[RZA]
Olive oil and fried tomatoes and basil
I stepped in flared nasal from Hazelnut Amaretto
My watch 80 G appraisal
Plus they drop 50 G’s for a RZA beat
Cherry wood, hid the receipts, presidential suites
Ice cold bottles of Cristy ’til my eyes misty
Complainin’ to my lawyer how this rookie tried to frisk me
Jealous of my jeep, I gave his badge to the chief
And got his ass directin’ traffic in the heat for a week

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[Freemurda]
Keep comin’ out your gums like loose teeth
You gonna take a 40 to the mouth and it ain’t no brewski
That monitor gonna show straight lines like looseleaf
Got Up North niggas straight out the box like Lucies
Wanna shoot me? know you get a kick out of that just like Bruce Lee
Ya’ll don’t wanna lose teeth
Comin’ all out of your face just like pimples
That thing comin’ out of my waist, gotta hit you
‘Cuz ya’ll niggas ain’t with it, better quit it
‘Til you catch one through that man dribblin’ on your fitted
That mean one through the front, through the back of the cap
Like the great Pun packin’ a Mac in the back of the Ac’
You could take one, not talkin’ bout a Ac’
I get cake from the fat crack bag with them packs, what?

[Allah Real]
Wherever I go, I always stand tall
Wherever I go, I always stand tall

[Outro: Daddy-O (RZA)]
Yo, peace, yo, Bobby! What up?
(What up, O? What up fam?)
What up cousin, how you (nothin’ just trynna sling this shit)
What’s goin’ on (You know I made that drop good off, right?)
Oh, word? (Guaranteed, we made all this shit, man)
That’s what’s up, yo, but check this out
I got something new here for you, right here (what?)
Supposed to give me some lesson (Lesson?)
Yeah, lesson (what you talkin’ bout, nigga?)
Straight (know, how to what, cook the shit up, nigga?)
Nah, nah, Knowledge, Wisdom, Understanding, Culture, Freedom..
It’s right here (son, what’s that all about, though, yo?)
Yo, God, it’s the new way of life, knowhatimsayin? It’s the truth
It’s the way it’s gonna set you free
I think you an intelligent brother, you should check this out
Youknowhatimsayin, Supreme Mathematics, youknowhatimsayin
Check this out, and let me know… (let’s see what you talkin’ about)
Youknowhatimsayin, I know you’ll respond good
This could take you to another level
(Now hold on, man, you an O.G., you trynna tell me you trynna read, man, nigga?)
Listen, brother, I’ve been readin’, man, without this man I wouldn’t be here right now
You know? (You know what, god? Youknowhatimean?
I’mma trust your word on this, I’mma pick this up, I’mma read this, aight
I’mma get back at you, if I can relate, we’ll relate
if not, you still gonna have those pounds for me though, right?!?)
Yeah, no doubt, but yo, right now, these the pounds right here, g
This is Math right here (yeah, it’s like that, for real, fam?)
For real (aight) aight, peace (Peace fam)
This nigga, talkin’ peace, man, this nigga’s the wildest’ nigga I know, yo!

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Holocaust (Silkworm) – RZA

[Holocaust, (Ms. Roxy)]
(Bobby Digital), Wu-Tang Killer Bees
(Its all about Bobby, I’m floatin in your galaxy)

You fallin down a endless tunnel of doom reality
Grahically, my killer bee family stings the galaxy
Insanity, titanium stomach, devourin guiness
My flesh is solid stone despite my outer appearance
Still deceases kill viruses, planets and racial creatures
Made MC’s sprout tumors so bad, lost facial features
Waste your peoples, left out in the rain, fountains of pain
Eighty shots to the mouth and the brain, shoutin my name
Holocaust, black man, lose vains, littered with thorns
Back-smack you so hard, all your seeds will be formed deformed
Swarm dorms, sting birds, fling verbs like mean curbs
Strike three, mics flee, I infect em with green germs, ringworm
Cuz I’m filthy and guilty, dastardly, mastery
My felony melody has to be a bastards masterpiece
Stop graftin me, chump-ass niggaz eyein me, temp me
I’ll break it simply, I’m horrifyingly empty
Spittin darts on the tip of a glacier used for my hide-out
Rock crush or german suplex, watch spines slide out the side route
Forearm bash with twenty jabs on the ave. or your lab, get stabbed in bloody
bath
While, I’m sippin herbal teas, verbal bees plant fertile seeds
Bitches leave with broke backs, swollen palms and purple knees
Circle thieves like vultures in deserts rest on a cactus
Got oscar nominee MC’s stuck to my hatchet
Drastic, indescribable pain, I injure bars
While, Bobby’s throwin razor CD’s like ninja stars

[Rza]
chick-chick-chick-chick-chick-chick-chhhhh

Yo, yo, yo, dropped down a man-hole, yo, I rap ammo
Blows out your candle, check, yo
Dropped down a man-hole, I rap ammo
Blows out your candle, have Wu-Tang tagged up on your tombstone by Jandel
Release the info, 4-4 increase your heart tempo
Scared your ass, you jumped through a closed window
To a hundred beats per a second, my mic’s secret weapon
Infertiate your style to that of Led Zeplin
Encyclopedia Brittanica, Hanna Barbera, world of superest incher
Couldn’t give a proper word on the scripture of my manner
You’re just a flicker to my inferno, we burn for eternal
MC’s delight – popcorn, we poppin every curnel
Jot us in your journal, we hot like a thermal
nuclear explosion, under my control of your country
My technique, he vocabulary freak
Recite for state, my divine is like Dante’s Peak
At most, you’ll be trapped off in PatMoss
Get smacked in the back of your neck with the black toast
King Cobra, back blew back and bare foot
On the roof dusted out, waitin for carriers
Poppin like Orville Redd’n Bocker or Betty Crocker
The pop secret is the fourty-five glock popper
Control men like rats thats controlled by Ben or Willis
American Express privelages, blood spillage
We got more balls then village
Star-spangled banner, soldier stand up
Cobra commander, stop the propaganda
Thirty shot banana clip, full-loaded, radar scanners get decoded
Digital warfare torments your head, eye’s bloated
Nexus floated, poison darts quoted
American eagle stingin up blue Beetle Bailey
on the wine mixed with Hennessey daily
Keep thee scaly, Israeli niggaz from the clan
We bide the omish that’ll harness the promised land

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[Dr. Doom]
Yo, yo, yo, you can’t escape from the Dr. of Doom
My lyrics bloom on bafoons and take flight like witches brooms
That full moon on all you dumb-dumbs
Watch your filthy rise away like soap scum
The war-lord swingin flamin swords just like a shogun
of the darkness, my scriptures cause arches like flamin archmen
My killer bee sting remains accurate like a marksman
So, tape with caution, we attack like black martians
Corner of the market, by usin digital strategies
Reefer sparks my acid battery, yall niggaz flatter me
With all that tough talk, I drop bombs like Mookie Blaylock
From the outside or the inside, create intense rides
When my pen glides all MC’s will get they heads flied
For talkin shit, lyrics always strike throughout my dungeon pit
Killer bees must reign supreme throughout the continent
We conquered it, mother fuckers

[Ghostface Killah]
Eh yo, the beat terminal, exquisite young coolie high production
Caught up in the hollow-head suction
Ten pogo sticks, two black-belts that break bricks
Diet coke meetin’s with the rich
I’m faithfully married to rap
We’ve been engaged for twelve years
Tyson bite Holyfield ear
We love the sport, look out your window
Now see, pull up to say, yall be amazed me
Tony Starks, spaceship, ran by a daughter’s cellar
Only man out, walked through hell
Dick swingin like shit went well
Call it the mighty Joe Young
Double-swirl slush, Wonder Woman, sapphire shit with the pearls
It looked real nice, yo, heavy on the gravy
Third, bag a secretary in the glaze, he tagged eighty words
From Whirl-winds to whirl-pools, see wise watch the earth spin
Sunny-dance with the serpent, who shot JJ and its my bone
The same nigga ridin the train, same nigga with his name on the jacket
Switch to chaseable, inhaled the bad bag of that Jason
Fell out twice in the basement
Straight up and down, yal

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Mantis (Feat. Masta Killa, Tekitha) – RZA

Lirik lagu: Mantis (Feat. Masta Killa, Tekitha)

[martial arts movie sample]
The technique, depends mainly
on arm and finger strength
Once you’ve that, then the next step
is to learn how to pierce stone
Well you might as well start practicing now
Do you-Do you-Do you-Do you
Do you know, mantis legends?
How it was it all started?
It was fighting off this blackbird
Although it was only a tenth of the bird’s size
it was a very valiant insect
And that’s why the technique, needs a brave man
And a strong one, who isn’t afraid of birds

[Bobby Digital]
Welcome back to the temple of hip-hop and Sword Kem’po
Lyrical rhyme nympho, b-boy Bob Digital
Diamond crystal ring solid gold bone rituals
We be the humble most calmest individuals
Hard to spot microdots, we Sasquatch
Stomp MC’s, third eye Cyclops lazer beam shots
being fired once the father get raised up
We John Blaze up, abrasive heat, from the phaser gun
Never left for a stun Dunn, Atilla the Hun
type Killa Park Hilla, eighteen wheeler Mack’s
in the truck lanes, from the rugged grains
of Shaolin soil, the red wolves be prowlin
Howlin over the shit that got the whole world bowin
We spoiled, one thousand swordsmen
One thousand recordings, one thousand Wu stores and
One thousand rap tours and global insurance
Not your everyday occurance
My rhyme torments MC’s with the fear of God
You’ll be cursed like Farad, and struck by the iron rod
Tchka-tchka-tchka-tchka-tchka-tchka-POW

[Chorus: Tekitha]

Hell’s Wind Staff, the wrath of Black Titans
Niggaz battlin, sword swingin
Cutthroat women, whirlwind given save the children
Escape the poverty for live and, let live
Die by the mic, shadow skill by night
[x2]

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[movie dialogue]
Man-Mantis style isn’t easy to learn
A mantis is small, but powerful
With it’s arms, it can lift up many times it’s own weight

[Masta Killa]
On behalf of the Wu-Tang Clan I’ll display
the Hong Kong, Shaolin King Kong poems
Slaps niggaz in half from Kwan’tan
Ten tigers scratch like Allah math, the Hell’s Wind Staff
Watch the eight diagram strike the diaphragm
Pierced lung minute from tongue double-edged
sound the drum, here I come as predicted
Holdin the raw seal, all heads kneel
7th Degree black mic skill is ill, listen to the guns holler
Swallow the shell, East New York terrorist
Break fool to this, madness, crazy low-hand
grabs the mic stand, smooth as water
Spat Seven Seas you’ve not yet mastered
Breathe and lungs wheeze, Earth kills
I’m wreckin MC’s, blood spills, meadow is round
The piercin sound of silence deafens ears
Fires fears, wood sharp eagle claw tears
tree from bark, hard to maintain control
When you leakin I stand with the strength of Jobe
and hold pressure that’ll bust your head, while I’m teachin
civilization, one havin Knowledge
Wisdom Understanding, culture refinement
Knowledge savage in pursuit of happiness
Thunderous mantis, all chant this

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