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/
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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!
^
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
^^word
Sometimes I'm liable to spaz and break fool
Grab my gun, select one, snatch son
Put the barrel by his face, blast one by his eardrum
Piss run, you drop thinkin you shot
Screamin like a bitch, kicks to your face
Shots to the body that shake like the bass
I'm Ghostfaced up, military style down
Nuff ammunitions of rounds across the chest
I cant really say its the most lyrical, but its fun2 listen 2
homicide is illegal and death is the penalty whut justifys the homicide? when he dies?
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Originally Posted by famenchuan
Word! Masta is the most methaphoric Mc of the Wu!
Very underrated mc in the clan. His style has always to me been very prophetic & he has a great visionary mind.
yea thats why i like him. his style so dope but so different.
this same thread happens pops up like once every couple months or so...i love it tho...nice to see Masta Killa gettin the respect he deserves...
he is an INSANELY underrated mc...he is becoming one of my fav in the Wu..always consistent and mad precise....to me, he just represents what Wu-Tang is all about...like razor sharp, lyrical precision...
his character in the Wu video game personified him so perfectly...like a smooth, calm, quiet ninja
this post is awesome...like a Guide to Masta Killa right here....thanks for postin
Quote:
Originally Posted by famenchuan
these here are all some of my fav masta killa verses too...he stole the show on the Beneath the Surface album
Quote:
Originally Posted by Deity Allah
Ya'll trippin Masta's best verse is by far Chess Boxin
Masta:
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
We have an APB on an MC Killer
Looks like the work of a Master
Evidence indicates that's it's 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 paralyzin the victim
You scream, as it enters your bloodstream
Erupts your brain from the pain these thoughts contain
Movin on a nigga with the speed of a centipede
and injure - ANY MOTHERFUCKIN CONTENDER
The old Masta Killa, the one where he sounded he wanted to hurt someone which was prevalent in only a few of verses (Chessboxing, Snakes, Execute Them) is really sick. I really like his other calm, relaxed, but poised delivery.
even out of the clan masta killa shines that track he did with public enemy unstoppable he stole the show that's a huge statement because chuck-d's a legend in his own right but masta showed them wu-tang clan ain't nothin to fuck wit on a lyrical note
i'm to lazy to write the verse down so i'm going to up the track
i know the masta killa fans will enjoy this
it comes from the he got game single
public enemy feat. Masta Killa
http://www.megaupload.com/?d=F31C0K4B
http://www.megaupload.com/?d=F31C0K4B
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public enemy feat. Masta Killa - unstoppable
http://rapidshare.com/files/11535279/03_Unstoppable.wma.html
^^thanks for the track!
all quotes above are great...
here another INSANE VERSE:
Proceed with caution as you enter the symphony
Degrees of pulse will increase intensely
Syndrome was caused by the deadly drums
But the battle was won by swords being swung
Slicing with a vocal
From the international vocalist
Ya style is too local
To fuck with this
All fits of antagonists
No assistance movin motionless
Mysterious swiftness
Thoughts roll down the shaft of the brain
Mental gives the signal to the physical
Whirlwind kicks and hits from every angle
Violent temperments
Uncountenance dented
Poison vintage wine rhymes I invented
Chumped by the drunken punches that punches the heart
Vital sparks from the arteries start
Personally I've always liked this little line from NSD
Ain't enough ink for the thoughts I think
They travel so rapid, it's hard to grasp it
I can't find that sunz of man ft masta killa song to download it. Anyone wanna help?
that line was influenced by GZA's line "i never waist ink nigga i think"Quote:
Originally Posted by Osi
i always like hes first verse mysterry of chessboxin not only the lyrics are incredible but hes flow and style where superb that was before he came with the idea of rhyming calm so the people can listen clearly
also one line that always staid in my mind is "the ghost seemed tempting
They were deceive what they were promised was never received"
On behalf of the Wu-Tang Clan, I'll display the Hong Kong
Shaolin King Kong palm. Slaps niggas in half, I'm Quanton
Ten Tiger Scratch. Like Allah Math,
The Hellz Wind Staff.
Watch the eight-diagram strike the diaphram.
Pierce lung, minute-fung,
Tongue double edged. Sound the drum.
Here I come, as predicted, holding the raw seal
All heads kneel, seventh degree black mic skill is ill
Listen to the guns, hollow, 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
Breathin' lung squeeze. Earth kills,
Im wreckin' MCs, blood spills.
The metal was round.
The piercing sound of silence deafens ears
Fire spheres, wood, sharp eagle claw tears
Tree from bark, hard to maintain control
When you leakin', I'll stand with the strenght of Job
And hold blessings that'll bust ya head!
While I'm teaching civilizations
One having knowledge, wisdom, understanding
Cultural fire-ment
Not a savage and pursue the happiness.
Thunderous mantis, all chant this.
(Not correct, but you get the picture)
Love that verse! Masta Killa's kung fu shit was the best!
"It's the sound that surrounds
And hurts me like I'm under attack
So I decided to bite down on the mic
So the pain of the track won't deny the fact
That I'm the Masta!"
That's a dope mataphor right there.
[Masta Killa]
I make knowledge born to save self, you know?
Who gon' live it, gon' live it
Be is to be a born, knawmean?
Soaked in degrees of knowledge, polished by sun rays
Carving by nine swordsmen to a needle point of perfection
It's a blessing to deliver this lesson
While travellin the planet, extending development
And vote for the mind, never ended
We now send it long winded, descended
Infital, Bobby Digital, Abbot of the Shaolin now
Wit knowledge and wisdom
The original sword style begin, birth of the Wu-Tang Clan
some take this thing for joke
serious men
deep in thought
misunderstood
held at fault
'he's too defensive, too mean'
you didn't knowledge the scene
- And You Don't Stop
Wasn't he supposed to release a book of lyrics?
Personally I think he is (often) substance over style, I don't get really hyped untill I read this in print.
Check the live DVD how he screams his lyrics on stage: It's pretty interesting to compare this to his very relaxed style on wax. It would be nice imo if he tried that intensity on a track again, like he did on Chessboxing.
Soaked in degrees of knowledge, polished by sun rays
Carving by nine swordsmen to a needle point of perfection
It's a blessing to deliver this lesson
While travellin the planet, extending development
And vote for the mind (?), never ended
We now send it, long winded, descended
Infital, Bobby Digital, Abbot of the Shaolin isle
With knowledge and wisdom
The original sword style began, birth of the Wu-Tang Clan
Double vocal brain freeze perfection.
RAMESH the verse in the Public Enemy song was fuckin insaaaaaaaaaane...last line was "what will enable a man to levitate?"
yo Robby Digital and phadde, what song is that verse from that u guys posted??
i think thats the one he spit on Immobilarity
track called 'The Table'
not 100% sure
yo L, nice to see u in the Wu Chamber dog...
somebody (like J-Love im thinkin of) has to put together a best of masta killa cd....i cood smoke a bone and zone out to somethin like that for hours....i'd be repeatin songs like crazy
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Originally Posted by phadde96
i never heard this but i certainly hope that at some point in the future there will be a book containing Gza's and Masta Killa's lyrics...i think alota their shit just flies over ppls heads when they are listening....with a much more thoro look at some of their lyrics i think some wood be blown away...for instance: alota the stuff put in this thread ive heard a million times but when im sittin here reading the verses i am amazed at some of the stuff.....and next time i listen to like Wu-Forever im gonna be listenin to Masta much closer