Wu style is an immense weapon
If properly used, then it is nearly invincible.
U-God:
Raw imma give it to ya, with no trivia
raw like cocaine straight from Bolivia
my hip hop will rock and shock the nation
like the Emancipation Proclamation
Weak MC's approach with slang that's dead
you might as well run into the wall and bang your head
I'm pushin' force, my force your doubtin'
I'm makin' devils cower to the Caucus Mountains
Inspecta Deck:
Well I'm a sire, I set the microphone on fire
rap styles vary, I carry like Mariah
I come from the shaolin slum, and the isle I'm from
is comin through with nuff niggas, and nuff guns
so if you wanna come sweatin, stressin contesting
you'll catch a sharp sword to the midsection
don't talk the talk, if you can't walk the walk
phony niggas are outlined in chalk
a man vexed, is what the projects made me
rebel to the grain theres no way to barracade me
steamrollin niggas with the eighteen wheeler
with the drunkdriver drivin, there's no survivin'
Raekwon the Chef:
Ruff like Timberland wear, yeah
me and the clan, and yo the Landcruisers out there
peace to all the crooks, all the niggas with bad looks
bald heads, braids, blow this hook
we got chrome tecs, nickel plated macs
black axe, drug dealin'styles in phat stacks
I only been a good nigga for a minute though
cuz I got to get my props, and win it yo'
I got beef wit commercial-ass niggas with gold teeth
lampin' in the Lexus eatin' beef
straight up and down don't even bother
I got fourty niggas up in here now, who killed niggas fathers...
Chorus
Method Man:
My peoples are you with me where you at?
In the front, in the back killa-bees on attack
my peoples are you with me where you at?
Smokin meth hittin' caps on the block with the gats
Ol' Dirty Bastard:
Here I go, deep type flow
Jacque Cousteau could never get this low..
I'm Cherry bombin' shits...BOOM
just warmin' up a little bit, vroom vroom
rappinin is what's happenin'
keep the pockets stacked and then, hands clappin and
at the party when I move my body
gotta get up, and be somebody
grab the microphone put strength to the bone
DUH-DUH...enter the Wu-Tang zone
sure enough when I rock that stuff
huff puff?? I'm gonna catch your bluff tuff
rough, kickin rhymes like Jim Kelly
or Alex Haley im a Mi-..Beetle Bailey rhymes
comin' raw style, hard core
niggas be comin to the hip-hop store
comin to buy groceries from me
tryin to be a hip-hop MC
the law, in order to enter the Wu-Tang
you must bring the ole' Dirty Bastard type slang
represent the Gza, abbot??, Rza, Shaquann
Inspecta deck dirty hoe gettin' low wit his flow i
ntroducin' the ghost face killa
no one could get illa
chorus Ghost Face Killer:
Speakin of the devils psych, no it's the god, get the shit right
mega trife, and yo I killed you in a past life
on the mic when you was kickin that fast shit
you renegged tried again, and got blasted
half mastered ass style mad ruff task
when I struck I had on Tims and a black mask
Remember that shit? I know you don't remember jack
That night yo I wuz hittin like a spiked bat
and then you thought I was bugged out, and crazy
strapped for nonsense, after me became lazy
yo, nobody budge while I shot slugs
Never shot thugs, I'm runnin with thugs that flood mugs
so grab your eight plus one, start flippin' and trippin'
niggas is jettin' to lick it off son
Wu-tang wu-tang wu-tang wu-tang
Master Killer:
Homicides illegal and death is the penalty
what justifies the homicide..when he dies
in his own iniquity its the
master the Mantis rapture comin' at you
we have an APB on an MC killa
look 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
the styles like alive paralysin' the victim
you scream, as it enters the bloodstream
erupts your brain from the pain these thoughts contain
movin on a nigga with the speed of
a centipede and injure any muthafuckin' contender
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