Slippy Capalini's Official Wu-Tang Lyric intepretation thread.

[Slippy The Pimp]

[Masta Killa]
Listen, the wise elders spoke, write as I quote
And open the seal, and reveal these things that will come to pass

Write as I quote- means listen to what he's passing down verbally like native americans do, people in other places turn it into scriptures by writing it down. These are the things that are written in the bible and koran.

If you can last through the storm, man will be tested in all forms
The flesh will be beaten into submission

And this basically the idea that we're in entering the renewel of the world. where the only thing a man possess is their flesh, so their flesh will feel natures wrath.


Forgiveness has been given to spare your life

And if survive into this new world you have been forgiven for you sins.

Still your eyes gaze when you greet my wife

But in this new world, men will have to try harder to protect their wives from those who don't have any.

Sinful thinking, strong wine and drinking
Led to the destruction of such men as Samson

Samson of the bible was destroyed by a woman whom took advantage of him buy shaving his braids. He was the first Nazarite, whom never shaved his head, or drank alcohol. In these lines Master Killa is saying that women and drinking lead to samson destruction.


The grace period given for those who will repent

After Samson repented, and just before he dies, God gave him back his strength and Samson killed many people because he caused the temple he was in to collapse around them.


Those other than righteous Masta Killer was sent
The time is at hand as I walk the land
From the UK, back to the streets of BK
Giving sight beyond sight to write the unseen



Like any great Martial Artist, or person of the bible, the time comes when one must travel and teach those and give guidence. Just like the reference he made in the first line:

You wrote this down like it was a bible scripture, than came to a scholar to decipher it for you.





No amount of treasure can measure the gift given

And no kind of money, gold, or jewels can measure up to the gift of knowledge.


To speak the unspoken it’s the chosen

You have to be chosen to speak what's not being siad.

Chose by who? That's the real question isn't it.

[famenchuan]

Thanks, I'll be back tomorrow for more knowledge.

[famenchuan]

[60 Second Assassin]
Here in this jungle, jungle, jungle boogie
I'm livin through, your crew on the subject
The loot, I'm new improved
Plus my time piece is bulletproof
I need a bulldozer or crane, that stains like in vain
You be the blood and I be the drainin on
Forgot to burn your proper on, with the tool in stone
Written, founded dead on this spot
Lyrics emergin, believe I'm the surgeon
Rhymes leave your brain, oh right, double scenes
Back hand slap, you clap, evil-pattern raps
Play that, what it slap right back
You was seen, soak the zeen
Self esteem, so common, even suckers die
Major League, total assassinator, rhyme complicator
The double-edged sword bring death, feed Jamaica
Rain or hurricane, step on my house
Into the house on severe pain, strong like a pyramid
Nothin but fairies of the house that Jack built
The little house on the praire, I huff and I puff
And I blow your brain to a seizure
Before you step to me, you should of called off
Ceaser's father, mercy words, I'm no joke
I cancer smoke, I reply, "your brain ain't toke"
I live for my tech-9, uzi, grenade, all cause of one rhyme
You better believe thieves buck your chicken
Make nuggets, my mic and whip the cord around your neck to plug it

[Slippy The Pimp]

I really don't like this verse not to much is going on.......


[60 Second Assassin]
Here in this jungle, jungle, jungle boogie1
I'm livin through, your crew on the subject
The loot, I'm new improved

nothing special here just a quick intro

Plus my time piece is bulletproof

I'm wearing an exspensive watch.

I need a bulldozer or crane,
that stains like in vain
You be the blood and I be the drainin on

He's talking about ram fucking a chick on her period.

Bulldozin-doggy style pushing her around with his dick while her face slides across the bed- crane-crazy insane- stains in the vain- like shooting deep in her pussy - blood and I be the dainin on- period blood coming out on the dick


Forgot to burn your proper on,
with the tool in stoneWritten,
founded dead on this spot Lyrics emergin,
believe I'm the surgeon
Rhymes leave your brain,

like saying your dying under the knife of a surgeon, like taking the words out of your mouth before you can speak it, like in lyrical sparring

oh right, double scenes
Back hand slap, you clap, evil-pattern raps
Play that, what it slap right back

Just like saying these words are hitting you.


You was seen, soak the zeen
Self esteem, so common, even suckers die
Major League, total assassinator, rhyme complicator

and more of the same

The double-edged sword bring death, feed Jamaica
Rain or hurricane, step on my house
Into the house on severe pain, strong like a pyramid
Nothin but fairies of the house that Jack built
The little house on the praire, I huff and I puff
And I blow your brain to a seizure
Before you step to me, you should of called off Ceaser's father, mercy words, I'm no joke
I cancer smoke, I reply, "your brain ain't toke"
I live for my tech-9, uzi, grenade, all cause of one rhyme

In essence:

he's saying he's built stronger and he uses building analogies with the story of the three little pigs. The storm is akin to the wolf's breath or his lyrical prowess, and indians ran sacking a settlers home. Their some racial underlying tone with the use of pigs under attack by the wolf and the little white family on the prairie that set up a house on indian territory, and referencing to faires in the house that jack built. It's an analogy of strength. Even the reference to ceaser, cancering smoke( becuase smoke causes cancer) and the weapons are signifiying his power.



You better believe thieves buck your chicken
Make nuggets, my mic and whip the cord around your neck to plug it

and finally- you chop a chicken up, bread it and deep fry to get nuggets, and the mic refference is just more bullshit about rhyme skills.

[famenchuan]

[True Master]
Yo, when you least expect is when we attack, in fact
Your format, is not yet suitable for combat
Still dissident factions within the Kingdom
Campaign desperate attempts to take your freedoms
Emphatically, wack strategy, don't impress me
Impulsiveness'll only bring you tragedy, test me
Descent to the essence quickly, niggaz strictly flip
Fuckin with this royal assembly, the Sunz of Man
Summon me, Chief Administrator of the Law
True Master in this hardcore Art of War
I explore the depths on conflict and with no pretense
Found the best strategy the most impressive defense
So when you rush to attack, it be I to crush your force
And exhaust your whole supply
Don't send for reinforcements, give orders for men to maintain
They respective borders, or it's a God damn slaughter

[Slippy The Pimp]

[True Master]
Yo, when you least expect is when we attack, in fact
Your format, is not yet suitable for combat

Your not built to fight.

Still dissident factions within the Kingdom

People that are against the established policy

Campaign desperate attempts to take your freedoms
Emphatically, wack strategy, don't impress me
Impulsiveness'll only bring you tragedy, test me
Descent to the essence quickly, niggaz strictly flip
Fuckin with this royal assembly, the Sunz of Man
Summon me, Chief Administrator of the Law
True Master in this hardcore Art of War

Just basically saying they're an established entity you can't really mess with.

I explore the depths on conflict and with no pretense
Found the best strategy the most impressive defense
So when you rush to attack, it be I to crush your force
And exhaust your whole supply
Don't send for reinforcements, give orders for men to maintain
They respective borders, or it's a God damn slaughter


The whole verse is about a person trynna take him, or the suns of man out, but it's futile like trying to go against the government.

Famenchuan, bring somthing more interesting next time ok?

[famenchuan]

OK^

[DR. NICK RIVIERA]

"Black Jesus"(feat. Raekwon and U-God)

[Raekwon:]
Hit me, hit me, hit me, hit me
I don't wanna here nuttin'
Word Up, got to pay
Yeah, Its like that right
Blow his Back out, make his shoes work

Aye Yo, this shit be off the knock it rock
whatever cock block it
Cat get blown, who own this
street corner,
foreigner hesitate to rock a Hummer
Navy Seal top runner, rhyme this summer
For real, marinatin' nigga's skatin'
debatin' waitin' style flowinly relatin'
Fine line switch it on ya like venetian blinds
the mission is mine, fabulous king I devine
Titanium Hydro collado, Yo dunn dunn polly dis conjunction
Son what, slang doctor, Medicaid the kids pay it
say if these niggas in affect dunn, stay rap related
Cassette rhymer, 5-G co-signer, line for liner
Poet designer, sharp like liners
Mic of the year award, fly gear award
them niggas over there be analyzing for one sword
Get bent, pay the rent, plus still we invent
nuff shit to get your whole team
crazily sent
Now all I need is a half gallon of weed
Proceed, to bust as Mike Ditka made three seeds
then Max out like two Ack's inside the parking lot
son Bark a lot and get seen hit in that dark a lot
what now blow, clickin' like a calico
gold maxmillion, one love keep it real yo

[Ghostface Killah:]
Yo, hit me for these Tommy Hill, Ice rockin niggas
Peace, the summers mine, I blow the biggest
Back up off me, while I grab my dick and hold the Heini
Park the Blue 600, Wally kings is right behind me
Tackle clubs, never rock Lugz, I'm way above
This mic is like golden gloves verses spark plug
Its like the pennant, Seminars the Play-off
Start the J off like Cochran got OJ off
The Specialist who eyeballed the mistress necklace
Perpetuous, this curly head kid's treturous
Leggo the Eggo, so we can dip dip dive the gleego
Throwin' can-can, eat that plus this instrumental
Awwww Shit say Stark-aligist, Starks-aligist
Fried fish halibut
pull out the bull horn
and celebrate like Kunta was born
we elbowed our way inside loud and got on
I played the building, burn a branch and get filled in
Like Pilgrims G-in' Pepridge farms from out a million
who wanna rhyme? who wanna challenge the swordsman?
that rock that fisherman hat like Gorden's

[U-God:]
I hose down the place
No shots to the face
Elite Special force no religion style faith
The meltin' pot boil gun shot drama soil
Gamble when I scramble handle hot pots of oil
Man handle brain killin' erect my hidden
Streets may be potent put your 9-6 bid in
Vampire Curse disperse on each verse
Swim in black water, act slaughter through my earth
You're hit by my element Great Wall of China
Mountain Peak hold the globe like vagina
Measure on my mic stand, molecule and strand
Finger rollin' rhythm ride the horse one hand
Golden Eye, Spy vs. Spy, guilty of suspicion
Chess boxer, mic in dead body position
40 oz. Ciga-art, three verse invented
divine universal black man representin'
Similar the pure, rhyme blowin out the pore
Battery in the back, keep it charged for the raw
I'm bred type thorough, pistol lyro gun hero
renaissance rebel shadow boxin your barrel
Fully woven Beethoven, hit you on a humble
hard enough to hurt you, chastise my rap styles
Lock down, for this curfew





and I wanna hear about this one

[chiefjustice]

I just got 1 simple question about a single word ! Perhaps you know it slippi, because no one knew it inside here !
"suede" (RZA: "Smoked a dust suede and mixed it with cyanide")

I'm curious about it. Peace

[baritone]

Restaurants on a stake-out
So order the food to take out
Chaos, outside a spark steakhouse
Maintain the power, I feel the deal's gone sour
Nigga Mr. Wedding, late a fuckin half hour
And his man who bought land from Tony Starks
While he was contractin bricklayin jobs in city parks
he's a loan shark, bitches raise a grand to a finger
In a garment that's stretched, got it sewn like Singer
Cause all that talk blasphemy this kid after me
for the heist, in a Burlington Coat Factory
Fuck it, he turned snake so my nigga Cash stole his copilot
who used to drive like sacks of blow on this remote
area, we label Dead Man's Island
Two hundred miles South from Thailand
Right off the docks, I got the various custom made yachts
Burial plots, for my niggaz hit with fatal shots

[DR. NICK RIVIERA]

Restaurants on a stake-out
So order the food to take out
Chaos, outside a spark steakhouse
Maintain the power, I feel the deal's gone sour
Nigga Mr. Wedding, late a fuckin half hour
And his man who bought land from Tony Starks
While he was contractin bricklayin jobs in city parks
he's a loan shark, bitches raise a grand to a finger
In a garment that's stretched, got it sewn like Singer
Cause all that talk blasphemy this kid after me
for the heist, in a Burlington Coat Factory
Fuck it, he turned snake so my nigga Cash stole his copilot
who used to drive like sacks of blow on this remote
area, we label Dead Man's Island
Two hundred miles South from Thailand
Right off the docks, I got the various custom made yachts
Burial plots, for my niggaz hit with fatal shots

this one is pure storytelling..it means what it means

[baritone]

explain, cuz everytime i try to comprehend it, nothing comes to me

[Bucellito 136]

could you tell me what the hell means "discombumberate your technique and your scheme"
that's on cappadonna's verse from winter wars on ghostface 's ironman album
thanks

[chiefjustice]

Yo Slippy what about that: ???

You kept the weapon concealed like a magician's secret dollar bill
Liable to pull a knife from out of his heal
Snatch the sword from the rock with one hand
One finger, bzzz, turn ya body to sand
You'll be hoping you'd be Spidey, to get away from this
You be hoping you be whitey when the judge get pissed
One man, can't uplift the land
Like Method Man standing on the hands of fans
See the Captain and Lieutenants, true descendant
Splendid, unprecidented, hip hop vintage
Started from the park benches, before the NARCs could snitch us
We was God Cypher Divines, trying to spark the wizes

Can't get it no chance