Originally Posted by Bedlam
Originally Posted by Bedlam
RZA on "4th Chamber"
Chamoufloge chameloeon
ninjas scaling your building
no time to grab the guns, they already got your wife & children
a hit was sent from the president, to raid your residense
because u got secret evidence and documents on how they rape the continents
and its the prominent, dominant, Islamic, Asiatic black hebrew
the year 2002, the battle's still with the Wu
6 million devils just died from the bubonic flew
and the Ebola virus, under the reing of King Cyrus
you can see the weakness of a man right thru his Iris
un-loyal snakes get thrown in boiling lakes of hot oil
then boils your skin, chickenheads gettin slim like Olive Oyl
only plant your seed deep in fertile soil
fotified with essential vitamins & minerals
use the sky as a blanket, stuffin clouds inside my pillow
rollin with the lambs, 12 tribes
144,000 chosen
Proton Electrons Always Cause Explosions
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Masta Killa on "5 Stars" from KillArmy's Silent Waepons For Quiet Wars
Scinece is the study of all things
Knowledge their sword swing
Guns go off in the east wing
It's a blessing to deliver this lesson
Who's resting
You've been summons to awaken
A nation of sleeping giants who are clients to the devil's civilization
Migration expands my plan to the maximum capacity
Nothing can hold me from launching out over the Earth then disperse
Ritual darkness niggas return
Unscathed and at ease and as you were
But the thought of not being able to breathe and leave these worldly
possessions
Have MC's fret to step in my direction
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that verse is heat. Like dudes already said the whole heavy mental album is knowledge. my girl hates rap because of how ignorant and materialistic most of it is and she still loves this album. (i actually got her on some dead prez and immortal technique too)Originally Posted by LordReveal
More songs
RZA- The Birth
Gravediggaz- Twelve Jewelz, The Night The Earth Cried, What's Going On
GZA- Swordsman
Black Market Militia- Audubon Ballroom
Kilalrmy- Dirty Weaponry has alot of jewels on it, I don't have a copy on me to reference the name of songs.
oh yeah, RZA- Build Strong, The Sickness
Killah Priest on "Fall Of Solomon"
Thieves in the temple, a priest murdered at the doorstep
He heard the hounds of horses, surround his fortress
Look down, the whole town with torches
Blood on the door knock where our lord slept
Night before the see-er saw it, so they slept nautious
Broken windows with cannisters, hidden cameras
Masked man at the top of the bannister
Shattered glass everywhere, someone pushed his man down the stairs
A knife in the back with a note attached, read 'Beware'
Looked up, saw a blowin curtain, a open window
and heard the whistle of the soft air, someone screamin 'warfare'
So Solomon takes cover, a servant yells out 'the bitch is cursed,
don't touch her', but he trusts her, he also loves her
Cause her to hold the sharing, his bright moon and star
His lil' way out the valley, a spy cut her throat inside a dark alley
Someone knocked his daughter off a balcony, bloodshed in Galilea
The cowardly flee to the hills of Cabarea
Thieves of a hundred gates, the queen of cities
No one shows pity, flyin spirits, floatin demons, fallen saints
Soldiers walkin by their ranks, service of the East gate, scared to drink
What would our leaders think? Every man lookin at each other, scared to blink
The seed inside the sanctuary, scary
Portraits of Saint Mary, with Mona Lisa
The Queen of Cheeba, strokin a cheetah
Other mid-wives sayin 'I don't like the way he treats her'
Pass the reefer, bad cheeba, Solomon judge wisely
Wisdom spoken of highly, hair knotty, ask God 'Why me?'
Order these Gods to untie me
He said men do not despise a thief if he still dissatisfy his soul
If he's captured he shall restore it, seven fold
A legend unfold, let it be written in the scroll
Solomon's gold, swallow them whole
He said 'Fuck you!', make me another Pagan God
Usin brass poles, spies layin up in the closet
They open the door, they spray holes through the prophets
Solomon whispers, a man reaches in his zipper
The king killed by his own bishop
Hit beneath the babel gate himself, fucked when he hicced up
Tears of a child, 'Daddy, get up!'
Fast forward, you see Malcolm X fallin from a pulpit
Sprayed up by bullets, dead over bullshit
Niggas layin on the pavement, holes in their Woolridge
Look what the wolves did, full clips and cartridges
Imposters live, abduct the kids in front of corner stores
Poppin shit, throwin up gang signs at the same time
Them niggas roll dice and fight canines/K-9's
Should I wake 'em up or let 'em stay blind?
Cause education seem like it's only shit to a thug
You either Crip or you Blood, really? I'm sick of the grudge
Y'all niggas need to dip it in blood, I should walk by
And take a flick of your mug, show you how vicious you was
Neighborhood overflooded with liqour and drugs
Young queens grow up to be strippers in clubs
Man, damn son!
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Artist: Hell Razah
Song: Ghetto Government
Album: When All Hell Breaks Loose (2000)
[Timbo King]
Yo, ain't nothin new about the world order
It's been planned since they put George Washington on the quarter
Government funded, approved by US officials
Republicans, Democrats, so many issues
Congress, they make the laws that affect us
No matter what we say/what we do, they disrespect us
Chemical warfare, poison is in the food
Contaminated water, diseases stored in the test tubes
Nuclear bombs are set to drop any second
10% got you blind-folded, butt-naked
Oxygen is polluted with toxic fumes
Corporate America got our brothas singin the blues
Democracy don't exist, it's a total diss
That's why I got the police on my shit list
"Novus Ordo Seclorum" on the dollar bill
Royal Fam strapped, aimin for Capital Hill
[Killah Priest]
A full moon glows, light reflects off of my gold
Seven men with Shields of Davids on top of they post
Soft wind blows, breath through my silk blue robe
After I feast, fall asleep between my seven pillows
Feel my eyes close, then a motion picture screen show
See the world like looking through a foggy window
See a large click of thugs, some Crips, some Bloods
*Nietas*, Latin kings, broken homes and shattered dreams
They gather in teams around Jacob's Ladder
Set up robots and make them scatter
Cops watch them on they TV cameras
They move in one manner, when they speak, whinos stand up
Throw they hands up and make the cops take off they handcuffs
Other thugs thats crammed up in back of vans and the bus
On their way to Riker's, my enligthener
It's now a lifer, I'm put in ciphers ever since I was put in diapers
Over six million passengers shipped from Africa
After the Jerusalem massacre, since King Solomon we wore lavender
See the David from the slaveships
Now they call us Africans 'cause our skin match with them
But that's a lot of foolish, so they can over rule us
(* Nietas are a Puerto Rican gang in New York)
[Hell Razah]
Knights at the square table, share bread at last supper
Lost sheep will fulfill the prophecies, suffer
We discuss the, proverbs of Soloman's words
Livin in visions of Daniel, revelation dreams
Hebrew kings, choppin off the eagle wings
Second exodus, no more sex, lies, drugs and pestilence
My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Idol worshippers, blasphemers, thieves and murderers
Adulterers, homosexuals, and land burglerers
New York City dressed pretty with 'lectricity
Blackout, computers shut down, *2000 assed out*
Reset the internet chip, communicatin wit
Gabrielle in a spaceship, from a basement
Apocalypse child, wars in the sore playground
Jews and gentiles, fed Generation X-Files
Cuz me and wisdom got a loyal marriage
We not Africans, Indians, nor we Arabs
What
(*Y2K paranoia of 1999*)
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In simple words, meaning: only have a woman bare your child if she's pure, not a ho.only plant your seeds deep inside fertile soil fortified with essential vitamins and minerals
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^^ yeh no shit it also means when your seeds are born make you plant them in an enviroment where the can grow and develope like a plant make sure it has all the things it needs to grow spiritually
yeah son!!! im feeling this one " u either sit down, shut the fuck up, or catch an uppercut" killa sin
Only a few years ago Hip Hop purists may have felt superior listening to hard core while their less enlightened companions snacked on commercial rap. As Shaolin research began to point out the overwhelming benefits of raw production, true hip hop enthusiasts started turning back to traditional styles. Wu-Tang in particular, has been shown to myriad beneficial effects, from warding off ignorance and poverty to reducing the risk of incarceration and death.
That's what I get for adding on. It wasn't meant as a disrespect or making u look dumb. I was adding on to the quote, and by doing so, I'm showing YOU props. Oh well, thats how it goes here in the Corp.^^ yeh no shit it
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Listen to a lot of Killah Priest, Gravediggaz, RZA as RZA, Sunz of Man.
But right now I'm listening to GZA - Swordsman, listen to that track.
The year 2002...the battle still with the WU
nah, it's all good. I get mad cuz ya all know I dont get down like that (disrespecting). That shit aint me. PEACE.
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