Shaolin Shadowboxing DOJO pt. III

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Originally Posted by james

Crazy verse layin' busy displayin' no playin' tactics, blastin' rap rachets
Off tha rack cats come forth and get slapped wit tennis rackets
I practice this madness a mess for those who contest it's a collison crash hit
Classics crafted become smashes for masses of rappers trapped in mockery
i get props for flowin' properly on stage i'm a sight to see
Still roll wit tha trilogy my squad deep like killa bee's
Bitch please my head suckin' i hit it right others need fuckin' instructins
under construction emcee's are better off flippin' burgers, or bakin' muffins
never bluffin', just puffin' lye on tha i-95 in a fly ride headed to tha eastside
A beast on mics feast on sites always live up in wu-corp
At tha lab i'm lightin' mics up how smokers light newports

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Damn that was fire! We should collab James.

Who got it locked blastin' flocks of have-nots who can't rock a venue
Bring ya friends 2, ya'll just meals on this cannibals menu
Be-friend fools just 2 set em' up and have my lady stick a dagger through his nuts
then put tha bodybag in tha back off my truck
youv'e just been struck harder than a million nunchucks
These dumb fucks are so soft they couldn't hit a slut
I'm in tha cut crackin' up, are these cats comedians or what?
Stand up and watch my sword slice ya frame up
I came up poverty stricken spittin', and cuttin' in the kitchen
Fuck what you kickin' listen as i butcher tha chickens
Rippin' heads from knecks after tha mic-check
Unleash tha off tha leash attack just like Jet
Impact made em' black-out like red n' meth
And the only evidence i left was spit on the ground, and my initials in his chest

sound effect get yo recked and splattered
turn yo brain in to chop sui as it desolves to matter
wat i gather is u goin thru antic desposition
playin against a shadow boxer is a bit bravery mixed wit mistysism
learn how to play yo postion before yo ground collapse
give u i shot but yo brain relapse
thinkin "how he hittin me so many time with one dart from the temple"
is not just me its my whole dojo of kenpo
we movin at high speed racin mac 5
while u tryin to concentrate we done sealed yo eyes
u staggerin and wonderin wat has just come thru
Shalin master represntin the wu
peace to the crew that gave me the initiation
and made me a solid member of the freestyle sensations

Many cats collapse unable to run tha marathon laps
God speed new breed emcee bringin' tha ruckus where busters at
Loungin' to be found in a pond, i'm in tha forest settin' up under-ground traps
Stashin' gats, and bats switchin' up kicks, shirts, and hats
The one crook tha cops can't catch cause i cover my steps
And rep wu like Meth, only difference i bring methods of death
Camaflouged ninja in ya atmosphere fearless
Hear the thunder crack as i attack ya leaders
Destroy bodies just to abduct tha spirits
Apperance causes interference wit signals never clearin'
Ya radio needs repair when i drop it on ya head then ya eyes tearin'

Top of the food chain in this game
We play but few learned the angle/
Instead of indulgence in bangles
Dames and whips I just spit and make mine/
Sensible to the credentials laid out found dating back
To the essence we accredit as the golden age/
I put mine in pages stayed away
From feudal engagements/
While those stay stagnant
I build on skills built already/
Most thinking the end is getting money
But really it’s only the beginning of the story/
Flooding the streets is overdosing you gotta just
Come potent quoting the best making yourself notice/
I stay focused depositing knowledge like coins in the arcade
Evade heads like SO-COM I bomb wit arms like alarms go off/

The debacle of a disaster I master management skills
But bush’s character judgment is null and void plus he can’t build/
Call him a “DRONE” for his clone ways mind as well been
Return of the Jedi instead of The Empire Strikes Back/
I hack ya mind of men like Jean Grae don’t gimme credit
But the show must go on associated pressing heads/
Addressing wit no less than the covenant I place nothing above it
I raise my cup of blood hung heads higher known to many as Tech/
But if I’m grave digging pulling the roots of the devil marvel in hell
I spell heaven haven making my bed sword swing cut cha head wit lead/
Bleed words a nation nerves rock harder than the death of 2Pac
But I ain’t coming at cha I’m going at cha full speed wit no sign of impede/
I read cha manuscript pimp the system I ain’t just visiting I’m a resident Letting nothing other than president to present a pre-sent a gift of nothing/
So u can stike to governing but I’m chess strategizing knocking heads Back farther while still capturing there queen and killing their king-dom/

CHea................ BX BOROUGH ONE TIME... 169th / Marcy / Walton..........
yO .. yO yi Yo...

Standin walkin damage orphanz cursed to abortionz thoughtless murderin children morphin..
By voilence.. catz wilin puttin bruthaz in coffinz "those who often lost it".. aint nuthin fortunate..
I aint frontin.. Im watchin it.. day by week tha faceless streetz replacin peepz who aim to be...
Sumthin.. college dreamz.. nothin.. knowledge seen eruptin then get busted in coliseumz..
Full of ignorance n hollow beingz.. Bronx NY.. art of meaningz.. Graf hedz n part of fleein..
copz seein n not recievin.. shotz cauze anemic distort sneakin in doorz defeatin ya thoughtz..
endin ya life.. bleedin of course.. Itz all people who fought but cant contained a amped brain..
Often express anger.. IM spittin off tha best banger.. Madlib Soul Sonata.. but wait hold tha drama..
Ma lava flowz oddly change.. off subject but remain raw.. so fucc lame hors hatin dogz dat spit war..
Cuz dat wa it seem like when U gleemin light.. but hethenz might be blinded by tha heat @ night..
Ima reason why mad hedz changed.. now spittin flavor on Season'd Mics- tha best made. Team of Ripe..
who developed leadin sight.. n now peoplez flight.. all cuz One one MC named AC so be polite..



PEACE n LIFE...........

probe'n the outskirtz of my brain wave , a wift of this rave, i work my way around the spark thatz spectacular , a mirage ponders me vernacular , a bee bounce'n roun to yo flower i bumble ,breath control deflect'z edible responses humble, receive meritz fo conduct, the funnel of this hurricane abductz,cabbage in the sink,icee color pink,treasures signal a dare,reflect to my stare,ridin the "L",create'n a spell,biochemical equation,set the stage in,spit the invasion,learn'd adaption,far from distraction,propell out the contraction,in the midst of rapture,prepair for capture,bust'd head fracture,try'n to latch on,don't start cha flap on,overthrow'n time at it'z brink,blow a kiss back & wink,PJ sayz he's nyce,i'm not roll'n with yo rig'd dice,take your time or pay the price,not with your lyfe,just strife,i didn't mean to turn you on,let'z be fair so long,out the blue gadget,out of this world magic,a pattern release tactic,hit the pool splash'n,warriorz clash'n,can't wait ask em,don't try to be deep fashioned,they come & go,perception eruptz start the flow,becareful though,of a radiant glow,storm getz cold try'n ta see through rain,sleet,snow,shake my hand ,be my friend you've been digg'n 'n the garbage can

Yeah,

Speed racer wack rapper replacer decorating faces wit razors for favors

Got blood drippin' off my pencils eraser as lyrics of rage flame tha paper

I'm the major figure snatchin' autographin' ya girls napkin tonight back-shot action

Vagina tappin' specialist squirt on the satin sheet satisfaction

Back in some bull-shit had to pull quick tha burners out

In ya mouth mumblin' lead to pistol-whippin' time-out

I rhyme bout drama that's real tha seed ol' earth threw out

Sippin' Guiness-Stoute wit Steve in tha bar writing wit ease

Trees burnin' the breeze smokey leaves please the get high need

Sharks receive wounds courtesy of tha hammer-head platoon

Back wit that boom-bap light tha mic watch tha walls in room crack

Ladies like who's that then get addressed, and undressed then i'm shiftin' their gaps

Out to relax tha noddie head mack, i'll never perm my naps

Countin' stacks in tha Ac, it's all or nothin' frontin' nucca's get tha crack

http://wutangcorp.com/images/icons/icon1.gif Re: The Dart Board
hit you head with a brick,i'm the sideline vick,quit talk'n shit
put you in a pit,look'n all sick, release my clip,hold ya lip,now watch ya slip
take a cat nip,you ain't cold,try'n ta act bold,behind the counter behold
roundz hittin ya from ev'ry angle,dance bo jangles,my wordz do strangle,
wanna tango,i use my fangz yo,stank'n azz,suffer'n sucka tazz
hit my lines duplicate,need to recuperate,i know plenty of wordz,you just on the verge,
now you're serv'd,try'n ta splurg,ran into the curve
this time i'ma spit fire line fo line
yo decisions cost you the crime
talk'n bout i can't rhyme
on credit you need someone ta co-sign
you probably blind to these dayz & times
poet that can show then know it
grasp'n the mike ta flow it
stunt'd hair growth you know you can't grow it,
pick'n influences from not so deep artist
think'n you've gain'd info from the wu ta spark this
late night creep i leave you in da park bitch
it might sound so deep put'n together
fever now your under the weather
catch up i'm too clever
pull down ya lever
you got the clapz can't give you a hand clap
seen on the sidewalk i gave you a slap
all you do iz flap all that jap
skinz you cant' even tap
fly'n across the room
you're a buffoon with a bunch tunes
you'll retreat soon
fed with a silver spoon
think'n your a silver back
i can't cut know slack
beat ya mini me ta jack
won't catch the aroma of contact
my thoughtz are intact
try'n ta play ball in the court
i play you as a sport
a alien of some sort,
burn ya with the torch
get back on the porch this fire might leave ya scorch'd

Mc's can barely breath, like they got astma
weakness lies in stamina, after medics examine ya
another closed chapter, from a book thats unpublished
simply rubbish for the rummage, right there's ya short coming
bleed the the blood of a ninja,sword made of liqid
enternal wounds have been afflicted, soul burns b4 its lifted
never seen a killa, well i fit the description
dip shit! niggaz is clowns, all fiction!
drop a couple bars, cause i know i can do it
screw it! get used to it, What! i dont give a fuck
Lol

never heard an angel sing cuz ya lost fallen and burnt you're own wings,
contaminated I pull your strings heard ya scream when ya seen my beam,
aimed at your forehead spineless is your theme livin in dreams cut off the lean,
a bastard kid is what you seem thinking you're mean ya just a machine,
cut you off clean your lyrics are mis-guided while ya hit with shoulder missles I'm firing,
potatoe head emcees get sliced like french fries annoint you with my fists and you take a dive,
livin a lie you walk in disguise toothless and selfish livin low like a shelfish,
no one can help ya you smell of repellent surgically disected I leave you rejected,
despiteful despondent depression deranged your lyrics are lame like a dog with mange,
thinking ya great while you're rappin in vain ya just a stain Ill deprogram ya name,
deputy dipshit thats ya new moniker thinkin ya smart but your more like a follower,
hollow head thoughts ya brains tied in knots its to late you've been lyrically SHOT
BigBen goes for dolo Pop blowing backs out in the dojo spot running this like Flo Jo non-stop

What the fuck do they know about the Ninja
I sit on the roof got you smokin that Genja.
Be feared as I blast on your ass fuck around with me
be the last nigga ta grasp my flow. As I spit U.N. mathmatics
fo sho. Big Ben in the mothafuckin house
spittin rhymes out, fake nigga's can't tough this real shit the level I spit
is realer than real iz!
Call me Moses I gave youi the laws and you choose not ta own it
N>I>N>J>A> what the fuck do bitch nigga's gotta say!

Back again quoting tha 1-10 on battlefields beheading wicked men
Wipin' tha blood of my sword askin' Allah for forgiveness knowin' i'll do it again
Defend my fam, and friends to tha death til' then let's toast to tha best
Causin' after-effects like karma tha bulletproof monk honored in Ghana

Splish splash my sword swings
Expand my wings like Rodan/
Hammer head blow you’re confidence
To bits stay full equipped for any jack/
Most theses emcees is suckers doing what they can Most real emcees is doing what they feel regardless/
Hardly am I amongst any defined rhyming often
On the mic setting up my debut repute any disputes/
I got wit any opponent whether it be a feud or a beef Trying to teach the youth this ain’t the way u reach/
Feed the need sharpen them blades
On the end of my grenade exploding in ya face/
This ain’t church where the pastor’s faker
Than the breast ya old lady got implanted/
Thinking she hot dancing around flaunting her stuff In videos and X-rated porn yo trying to say that’s hot, that’s hip hop/
Nah man that ain’t real what perpetrating behind fake imagery Stating drugs are cool & a culture full of dealers and fools/
Thugs are just tools to means and a end to that means The government is behind every door, floor board and whore/
Thinking you gonna become a emcee, a dj, a producer overnight This is emceeing, this is hip hop better wake the fuck up & smell da coffee/
It takes years, months, weeks, even decades for this u Dr Seuss, Humpty Dumpty, Grinch wanna be looking like the “black” Elmer Fudd/
You got real cats like me and others looking like assess just cuz You’re dumber than a brick uneducated prick the lines of division are gone/
Beckons no long you being played like a pawn gotta move like a knight Fight like a bishop, attack not as a victim but as a victor/

Tha captain caps ten mc's prisoners behind tha locks of captivity
This isn't an act but amatuers get axed gettin' in my activities
An actual fact that alot of rappers react timidly tho' they rhyme violently
See them in the streets theyr'e silent b, shook ones quickly flee
In their pants they pee on themselves scared to death
Biters are hanged on stage tha penalty for lyrical theft
Any nigga can get a deal but what's real wit no respect
Sell-out for a check, chic, and a rolex
Get rolled vexed as the quotes choke tha baddest
I bust tha steel quick like a virgins first time having sex
I drop jewels not to be confused wit dipset lyrics(Santana)
tha grammar lay em' down u hamsters get tha hammer
There's no management capable of curing my anger
Perfect stranger strangilin' headbangers, rock n' roll rapper slayer
Mos def i don't stop tha show til' i leave pros wit broke knecks

I got lyrics like commercial artists have gimmics and glitter
Tha radio litters tha brain no relief for no-hitters
When i'm on strike it's like hell tryin' to get cha' deal right
Righteous type until i'm forced to fight tha matrix corrupted wit hatred
I destroyed earth know tha original man is in tha spaceship
Conquered mars wit shootin' stars lookin' at quasars
Like uncooked meat i stay raw the systems pussy fuck the law
I'm not Chino-XL but i excell wit a poison pen 2 save u all
I'm small throwin' big niggas down-fall on tha rocks crawl
Ladies can't get off tha balls like a constipated man can't get off tha john
Blazin' pawns wit advanced moves another king on tha board strong
U can either get gone or sing-a-long just don't get it wrong

don't get it wrong, any hoe get the dong
but lose the granny panties, go get a thong
and keep the nani handy, and ill treat ya ass so well
be hold it for me, or i might beat ya ass to hell
nah, youll hoe it for me, on tha street ya ass for sale
dont get it twisted, two face, get both lifted
this shrap AKA, lil faze, blaze away all the haze
show over when I blaze away at the stage
buck buck bidow, fuck what with how
chop ya balls off, who you fuckin with now
thanks for keepin my seat warm
shit get cold these days so im leavin the heat on
hot like Haiti, just ask my safety
she get less play than Intellekt the PR Peter Brady
and I might beat you, maybe
but you a bitch and thats no way to treat a lady
fuck it ill bury ya
droppin six feet of dirt on ya whole fuckin area

I'm back with a vengence so its time to serve notice
I'm not Wu, I'm Pai Mei The Fist of the White Lotus
been on this board for years and spit madd spears
at the ears of some of my peers as some ran in fear
Dth looms near, here with DOOM drinkin "One Beer"
watch the streets shed bloody tears meltin ice from DeBeers
my science is beyond weird much more than fat bitches with beards
my style is so 70's you'd think I was reared by Pam Greer

Yo Dth spit tha verse I make tha world hurt
Fuck ya mother in your face
I destroy the human race while eatin chocolate in paste
OMG he wuz sniffin glue of tha roof
WHAT THE FUCK IZ THA NIGGA GOONNAA DOO TA YA
i'm the master smack ya ass 3 times faster anygangsta rapper
come prepared before I blast Ya!
The God herby-herb!

This is my Dojo, strip u of ya mojo
leave u beggin like a hobo on queer street like a homo
Im old skoo like Double Dragon and u just Abobo
u don't want beef cuz us Ricans cook that shit with adobo
don't need a crew cuz i can wreck u solo
doin kids worse than what Bruce did Bolo
your style is overrated like boutique shops in soho
against me you'll always play 2nd fiddle like Manolo...

swords stay sharp
train in the shadows/
creep wit me as i walk
through these city streets/
my knife and sword got my back
ready to attack on the sight of contact/
i'm like Kiefer Suttherland in "Phonebooth"
one step, marked, sighted i shoot/
break necks for a living whenever
i'm in the booth known for darts sharp as a widows peak/
seeking revenge is sweet like cake i walk
flip like gum thinking i'm stuck transmodify/
wit an option to buy got you duped
this ain't monopoly this is me guarding my property/
knocking partners i'm a panther rather gather phatter
max arms whipping carmel btiches flipping switches/
thinking i'm westcoasting i'm east boasting throw heat
roasting you turkey honkies like a pit barbque/
i flip marked arks like i'm heading to rendevu
who knew my flow floated like agua know nadda/
snatching the vault haulting armed costing u a championship
like new york did boston for 86 years fuck the curse this is vengence/
and i'm relentless hence the sentence i'm end this game
making your regin look like fedo lay/

i fight with blind eyes like van damme in bloodsport/
i clamp down and recite lines worthy of export/
ya breaths short, stress chords vocally ten fold/
my words carry hits like a student of ken-po/
and like my sifu, I see through, modern day people/
these aliens illegal, stabbed with a steeple
this is actual, contracts come back to smack at you/
blast thru, the vault door like harold at white castle/
my fist, swingin thunder, my voice strike lightning bolts/
cause a flash flood with tidal wave of vocal shining colts/
bullets the size of dewdrops increase to water balloons/
splatter ya mind mass, blast like bomb drafts under moons/
while im piercin inner sanctums with a rusty nail, deflatin/
your hopes and dreams faster than a soul is sold to satan/
im like a janitor the way I, clean up a rappers foulness/
they lucky i dont break my mop and stick up they crevice/
its the I.A., Invincible, hold all these cats responsible/
for the downfall of human values, so dislogical/
so apply the mathematical, study up on the generals/
and you too might find theres a light in the tunnel...

See me in photo's puttin' death certificates on my foes toes
While u sweat hoes in tight clothes, i pen flows full of soul
So above average as i ravage rappers with this passage
Got game shot mastered my lines sabatoge false gods ratted
Rhymes rattle as snakes are laid to rest in battle
Check tha time of travel as i unravel tha riddles
Big names get be-littled as i ignite mic missles
Spit official as cats think theyr'e untouchable packin' pistols
Put money up to get you got ..gotta alot of connects that are next to get you setup

Racial slurs blurred ya vision

Wrath of En Sabah Nur, occured why you was in the feedal position

Tactition verbally smightin, the mc's im fightin

Look how blood stains glisten

An like pac im on a mission

But not ta preach the ghetto Gospel when I'm dead

Straight throwin a political message

Before my spinal column gets filled with lead

But this not by gangsters but by the IRA

Ever investigating the propaganda covered by the CIA

Ya might listenin to ma rhymes and wonder whats he thinkin

This niggas crazy, gonna get murdered by the government before he starts blinkin

A rebel this time with a cause to tell the truth

Political lies dramatisize the effect on our youth

Tell us they didn't start 9/11 yet theres no proof

That Bush's demorcracy failed

His political mind, not smart enough for Bin Laden too fail

You could listen too Immortal though he's not politcally correct

Sometimes its like he's throwin darts blind when der's a reason to check

So you gotta respect the eva castin shadow round Bush's administration

Next thing he duz is hire Roberts who believes in total alianation

Deep concentration, the US is facing oblideration

During the next four years cuz Bush is a Mabus reincarnation

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Yo the world coulen't handle the flow I spit
I stole your brain made you remit ta emit shit!
Undead popin samurai flyers
yo yo yo its th eninja fo hire
like Zachariah I ran across the world my rhymes
preveil what you spit as I fucked the world its a herald
to all corners of the earth
the gatekeeper is your master bitch this is what you deserve!
AM I BEIN HEARD!
how many anthems shall I write
When I come though I tourch the DOJO down aight!

Who's gonna talk when I'm cutting off ya extremities,
its tempting to see you skirm like a centipede,
extreme exorcism exercised slicing through like scizzors,
pull out ya gizzards cold blooded movements on ya reptilian lizzards,
cold fusion artic slang that smothers like blizzards,
Kamikazi supreme wizards buzzing you buzzards,
shitting on ya comode flows ya flow is straight gutter,
I'm lathering my Bars like breakfast toast with creamy butter,
Bars I scream while I watch you shudder causing ya heart to flutter,
intimidate ya ass ya start to mutter crying out for ya mudder!!,
popeye sailor slang riding on my cutter pulling ya strings like utters,
milking the bovine pastuerized whale blubber I snap backs like rubber!!!!!

WHAT!!!!

yo, tha straitest lyracist/fukk a plagerist/its a crazy mix/a bit of jadakiss/wit a pisst off skater kid/that aint afraid of shit/i aint scared to commit,no premeditated hit/i hate tha fuzz like ramo hated spit/who tha fuck ya thought it was?/ cap'n sav a trick/i told tha he aint shit/i fukkt his bitch and made her slob on this natives dick/yo im a hookers favrite pimp/till they short wit my latest grip/i need tha major chips more than tips for waitresses/this is more than just a glitch/and youll neva fix ya matrixes/aint this a bitch,i dont even know what day this is/ol school like 86 suede pumas k-swiss/and ben davis's/thats my favrite shit/then get my head shaved and clipt/i got tha phaser set for stun/when lasers spit ya best to run/like ghost n rae/ back when they checkt everyone/g'head pray to take me in a battle/that day will neva come

Say my name in vein dope, feel tha brain poke as i reign broke
My slangs coke i bag it up then sell it to ya folks
Weed chokes my lungs still lungin' notes
Plantin' seeds to see em' grow guided by my soul
There's no obstacle impossible to master after i study
Building among tha ugly slums filthy, and cruddy
Where cats will steal ya buggy, and skin ya bunny
Dirty kids wit noses runny get dollars from me
It's never sunny thunny, just projects and young gun thieves
Who receive life the system gives 3 strikes that's cell-block life
Nowhere to hide fiends in tha alley o.d. off a quick high
12 year old girls wit sperm smiles suckin' dicks dry
I just write about hoodlife where there's no goodlife
U either hustle to get chips, get shot or get knives
I used to get hype and just fight day, and night
Until i felt tha slug plug my back, knew it was time to get right

The use of wack verses aren’t permitted in the lab
I got the gift of gab lyrically you can call me the rabbi/
Need I say I cuz when I sit n write I prey on my prey wit literature displaying my skills similar to a cat wit AIDS or HIV/
You can’t touch me wit cha slow motion capturing maneuvers
Trying to scuba dive without equipment is idiotic wit no thought process/
Authentic rhymes be preventive wit expensive costs
Leaving most dead broke, need to now file for bankruptcy/
You can’t corrupt me wit cha optician lyrical presence hence the tense
Mention me again then we going to get brave in the heart and start a war/
Having you running from Harlem to Coney Island like The Warriors
Causing a mass hysteria bearing nothing but fruitless fruit
Asking, if you’re mute? /
If not get cha game up tempo let e’m know you ain’t slacking
Lacking in skills trying to build on some real shit when I spit some shit/
Flip them mathematics without catching static not even needing the blade or the joint that’ll spread crowds like the red sea/

Tha bastards back wit raps that slap nuccas wit louiville slugger impact
My pack never slacks when we attack wit drift force source hell's wind staff
Send cracks across tha earth at rates rapid undisputed under-ground masters
That'll mash ya and light tha matches while u in bed burn ya mattress
Another causltie added to my list of assanation addresses i'm a professional professor
Wit lectures that murk experts who become injured resters on stretchers

I do this til' death def defyin' scrolls scripted on desks
so many battles iv'e blessed left medals of honor on chests
Many claim their tha best but get laid 2 rest after the mic check
I feast on sets let tha remains settle in tha womb then digest tha madness
Going to war with stress, i eliminate it with playin' chess
Writing flows, reading books, building wit gods, or having sex
Or seeing my seeds rest after a-long day we all play
Monday to Sunday doing it my way living good i must say
Sometimes i prey and display thanks to tha higher power
May he guide us and provide us wit protection on tha final hour
Which no human knows i come in peace with knowledgeable speech
Know what i speak as i use all 3 eyes to see what's ahead of me
Friend, or enemy those who speak blasphemey death be tha penalty
Government wants to assanate tha gods, and earths like John, and Bobby Kennedy
Still eternally living f.b.i. got files on me like tha Panther party, and John Lennon
See what i'm giving is life to tha life-less, and heart to tha heart-less
Were going under lost in tha storm abandoned ship when families torn
Sworn in to reform tha dumb, deaf, and blind must be re-born

wu tang shadow style my flow is everlastin
the kenpo kid came back from fastin
and outlastin i'm boxin they say it can be he
"flotin like a butta fly and stingin like a bee"
not muhamad ali but wu menace at heart
in the temple throwin deadly darts
rapid like farts from a 650 man
Wu-tang hum hum all i say afta takin 40 o 50 cans
now watch my drunken master i'm a bastard wit my flow
evil child deceptive cause i got the budah aura glow
hold on hoe this is a shadowboxin lesson
mic check one two Wu-Tang is now in session

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Originally Posted by Tuco

great to have u

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no homo

nice one :)

Coverin blockz- hoverin copz catch blood n tha crotch- fucc sum thugz n a glok- ma barz rupture ya heart..
bacc @ home.. laccin poemz but crashin known spotz- capture known criminal.. after dark flash tha park..
son yo I collapse ya dome wit faster dartz- pass ya home..blast ya phone cause distraction.. prone..
prone... to danger.. inflitrate anger- master thoze.. feet skillz- kill neat then drill geekz wit spilled heat..
no 'bitz' only 'piece'..roam tha streetz fill tha 'beat' wit graf- police heated mad- I achieve n laugh..


YOOOOOOO............... WUcorp bacc up.... peace.

elivate a quik style i flip piles and brake ice blocks when i kick tiles//

i spit wit a venom to trip miles on ur women i spin em when i wip wild//

dragon tails crush and file u down to bone when it rips like a saw//

brake bones when i call home ur bitch is dropping giving me dome to the ball //

and i do got 2 but she is holden one in her paw she got lock jaw so she spits when my dick cocks and draws//

I put cha in positions
Like I’m doing the butcher’s wife/
Demigraphics happened to rap wicked
I slick rick it flip it call me psychotic/
Rhyme operatic master skills build
Wit tools get flows built on top floors/
Savor the mic skills for the basement
Take any resume making etch a sketch/
I touch those graves Slavic on it like tonic
I sway display aim low leave ya team deemed/
Written scripts in Arabic or old English be literature
Poetical mind Asiatic get the graphical Encarta I spark/
More authors who taught cha to build cheap stools
Make a killing like Dell but give e’m cheaper parts/
Than docks locksmith gifted wit swiped blades
Aide cha team wit military presence I told cha/
Quench your thirst sprint remix the drink, track or
Sneaker I read cha lead cha on like mami ain’t know/
Book e’m document rhyme exclaiming taken most roads
Known as the attack of the clones now it’s the revenge of the spit/
As I begin to rip bars get e’m bent like metal settle down from
Overseas travel unreval the texture pixilated marvel real world harbor/
I carve tattoos hatch choo I bless you wit skills let e’m learn them
Off the books and strictly from experience know we got the clearance/

Its the return of the Jedi, continue shall I
Breaking niggas mic cords to make them go bye bye
Spitting true knowledge for everything that its worth
Most of thier raps played and dated like a tie die shirt
Hold on the kids about to spit above the norm
Staring weak emcees in the eye I'm a child of the corn
But no i ain't corny just in case u wanna ask
Next time I'll murder you then let you relax
I got to teach you so I'm holding emcee classes monday through friday
Talk slick and find your remains on the highway
Goodbye Goodman Brown, nigga read a book
Old literature with the lyrics I cook
Not a nerd far from one actually
Got any doubts about it come on and battle me
Shortys mouth a lollypop in other words a sucker
Come on and battle me motherfuckers....

Sonz be like tirez burnin from spin-outz.. tha way they shitmouth.. how many goin pass from tha clip-out?....
I spit metoz- hit pedalz accelerate toya devilz.. who pauze- n cauze ya medal 2-B mine! cuz ya settlin in time!.
"sleepin" n restin on streetz u invested in- CRIME.. tha level hit!. benevolent mindz iz gone- 'harsh' developin..
Im tha ICE ppl tremblin to skate on-.. afraid @ every flinch!! one move ya drown in tha coldest ditch!!
ya frozen bitch!!
Im supposed to GIVE warning- but cautious of morningz supportin drillz- wait till nightfall wea tha tiger fall...
(tired / mauled).. so I can surprize em all.. strike n call from hieghtz then fall- ninja stance- finish mission plan....
Dismiss shurikenz.. as they enter man.. sharp wheelz bend ya brainz wit pain.. inflict sufferin..(fucc ya kidz)
still get punctured with a ton of hitz from my 'number-iz' sproketz rocketin thru tha air knoccin 'bitch' off feet..
all defeated n deleted 'crossed off' tha list- laptop closed- we retreatin bacc to freedom- laugh @ heatenz..
damn im bleedin..apply bandagez after war- [pauze].......................................
son ya chance of being elite 'advanced wit team' iz weaken'd.. we too enhanced wit speakin-.............

LYRICAL warfare...... cramp ya breathin.... PEACE.