Masta Killa's BEST Line

Though all great minds stays divine/my hands remain deadly

or...

Some niggas i'd rather not spar minds wit/they can't stimulate my thoughts or fuck wit/creative testosterone, mic phone/calms the menapausable hormone quakage/

i love Masta Killa..

where is that second quote from again? i forgot

thats the illest quote you can think of? how about "i teach but hold heat, cause some savage niggas are lost beyond reach"

or "temptation tempts my victim to proceed/forward. ignorance wouldnt allow retreat, you rather pursue death than admit defeat"

War is extremely serious and it saddens me to have to take things to deadly measures and have you measured and SHOT with no pay. Its assassination day I stalk my enemy like prey.

Homicide's illegal and death is the penalty
What justifies the homicide, when he dies?
In his own iniquity it's the
Master of the Mantis Rapture comin at cha


That whole verse is just classic really.

Bless him with a C note, throw him overboat, slit his stomach so the body won't float

Intriguing to the ear but bitter to the heart, as I begin to take part in the art of dart throwin

I love his style. So underrated.

I think he dont get enough props in the wu-forever album.
For Heaven's Sake
Now all pay tribute to this entity
A spark that surges through the undergrowth
Overwhelming the populance from the entry
The Wu-Tang Dynasty has emerged
From this elite fleet
I was appointed to strike the vital nerve
Mouths tend to utter and speak empty words
Observe the magnetic attraction as we breed
Seeds of MC's if these fake ass industry niggaz feed off
The chrome mic tend to squeeze off and spray
An array of shots that travel downwind
Just respect my pyrhiffic pen as I send
The minds of the weak to rise and take power
Eiffel towering over the land as we stand
Expanding our Cream, a dollar to every grain of sand
Let the mind use the physical as planned
Visonz
As my brothers and I reign rebellious, changin
The courses of time, devils no longer exist
As God Cipher Divine all minds one, no question
Now check it...
Perhaps we can go through Lessons
Or I might shot me a pussy protesting
Comin with that lip professing
You must take Allah for fool
Where's his jewel? Is he using mathematics as the tool?
Tell me, DESTROY borns God and EYE came to Build
Shit is so real, inside you distilled
Back in the form of mist
You wishing you did the Knowledge before speaking
Seeking where you went wrong
And why would I bring you such physical harm
Severe Punisment
Thoughts are contained in the trenches of the brain
Ignite, blowing the mic to Arabian heights
As I recite this medley, niggaz couldn't fuck with the
Deadly grounds I hold down
Classical gangland style, shots hit the ceiling
Panic and confusion echoes through the building
Continuing to Build, I strive for perfection
Driven by the will to live, glocks I hold
Shots I give, while searchers of rescue teams
Look for means of survival and who's liable
For this harrowing experience
You scream for the extreme
Fiend for the capo-regimes of the Wu-Tang Academy
To fuck up your anatomy with assault and battery
A better tommorow
A voice cries from the wilderness of the North
A representation of the families that lost one
All victims of incarceration
Or other divisions of the family structure
Youths are injected with serums that leads
To skin irritations, baby's being born with
Disfigurations, experimentations
On their faces they bear world relations
Of mothers that carry the pain
Of blood stained streets where sisters mourn and wail
Fifth brothers been slain from hails of gun fire
It lightly begins to rain, screams of terror
Are hidden by the passing trains
This can't be little Hussein, his uncle cried
As he drops to his nephew's side, holding his cane
Just give me a name on who has inflicted this
Bitter sickness and left us to witness
Triumph
The track renders helpless and suffers from multiple stab wounds
And leaks sounds that's heard
Ninety-three million miles away from came one
To represent the Nation, this is a gathering
Of the masses that come to pay respects to the Wu-Tang Clan
As we engage in battle, the crowd now screams in rage
The High Chief Jemel Irief takes the stage
Light is provided through sparks of energy
From the mind that travels in rhyme form
Giving sight to the blind
The dumb are mostly intrigued by the drum
Death only one can save self from
This relentless attack of the track spares none
Deadly Melody
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

from Duel of the Iron Mic - Liquid Swords

This is not a eighty-five affair, made clear
when the Gods get on to perform storms blew up
Wu's up, causin the crowd to self-destruct
Killer bees are stingin somethin while I reveal
Science, that's heavily guarded by the culprit
Bombin your barracks, with aerodynamic
swordplay, poison darts by the doorway
Minds that's laced with explosive doses
Damagin lyrical launcher
Lunge at the youthful offender then injure
any contender, testin the murderous Master
could lead to disaster, dynamite thoughts
explode through your barrier, rips the retina
Who can withstand the astonishing punishing
Stings to the sternum, shocked in the hip-hop livestock
Seekin for a serum, to cure em

Top 5 Masta Killa Lines

1. (Illusions)
Intriguing to the ear, but bitter to the hear
I begin to take part in the art of dart throwin'

Starting the Wu-Tang Swordzmen
Rain drops fall but the block remain hot

Stream rises from the street which forms the clouds that I move through
Renew my stainless sword style!

2. (1112)
My ninjas lay in ravines and ditches
underneath shurbs and leaves

They breathe through underwater reeves
The enemy walks above, Clan remains sub-terrained in Mud

3. (High Price, Small Reward)
Youth Thrist for Knowledge, I teach but hold heat
Cause some savage niggaz are lost beyond reach!

4. (The Man)
I picked up this MC's trade
I'm the Masta, I'm shaper than my carpenter blade

5. (Snakes)
Intervene the scene and slow up the Cream!

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Sick lines...wow

"Thoughtz roll down the shaft of the brain, mental signals to the physical, whirlwind hits an kicks from every angle, violent temperments" -Glaciers of Ice



I think thatz how it goes? Masta Killa has many classic lines tho!

"Temptation tempts my victim to proceed forward, ignorance wouldnt allow retreat, you'd rather pursue DEATH than admit defeat..."

"the dumb are mostly intrigued by the drum"

Timeless, priceless, classic quotes from one of the greatest lyricists of all time. But my favourite gotta be

"I teach, but hold heat/ cause some savage niggas are lost beyond reach"

that's so fuckin simple and on point, that it kills me everytime i hear it.

masta killa is a master at what he does
not just by his lyrics but also by the style of his rap