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(feat. Street Life)<br /><br />[Masta Killa]<br />As we return, to the 36 Chambers<br />The RZA, the GZA<br />The Ol Dirty BZA<br />U-God, Chef, the Ghostface Killah<br />And Meth, Rebel I soldier for the foreclosure<br />Don't forget about the Masta, yo<br /><br />Motherfuckers halt, when my Colt, start stompin<br />Thunder, strikes your land with a jolt<br />Your stamina level is low, like currents from<br />the volts of relentless punishment that multiplies<br />At a speed that the naked eye can't die-tect<br />the infantry, peep the weapon-try as I bomb atomically<br />Stagnant they stood surrounded and astounded<br />by this total square mileage of violence that I brung<br />I've not yet begun to stung<br />It's the ethics, the rigorous training methods<br />of the Abbott, incite overseas to opposition<br />Penetrates then infiltrates<br />Breakin down your resistance<br />Leavin competition defenseless, Masta<br />Hip-hop antagonizer, dumb deaf and blind civilizer<br />with the silencer<br /><br />[U-God]<br />Psssh, yo<br />Pile-driver Tut boulder face blow Hulk<br />Anger rap book causin chess blade smoke<br />Minds the trunk, punk, elephant gun poke<br />Jaw-breaker humanoid vice-grip, choke<br />Face the inferno, maestro, pull it<br />Pipe hard slang, bite the golden bullet<br />Never, sold my soul Golden Arm cold stinger<br />See me on the streets address me stone bringer<br />Ease away, freeze back, feedback, play out in<br />sweet action packed rap<br />Bite it, stomp on a beat<br />Posess hollow head battle teeth Tony Atlas<br />Wu status, now, wisdom to the masses<br /><br />[RZA]<br />Cock back my tongue like a hammer, my head is like<br />a nickel-plated bammer, spit forty-five caliber grammar<br />At the speed of wind makes you bleed within<br />Crack your skull, without penetratin your skin<br />Reign of champ official, Wu scamp with black pistols<br />Spent the weekend programmin fat tracks at Camp Cristal<br /><br />[Method]<br />Home on the range, rebel with a pen<br />writin critically acclaimed scriptures that do you in<br />Mista, Meth, Hot Nickels<br />Say my shit holding my Sex Pistol, deal me in<br /><br />[RZA]<br />The bewilderin killa bee quickly sting ya<br />I ain't gotta lift one fuckin finga<br />Make sure the God I-reef turns on the ringer, we duckin the subpeona<br />Fatal Flying Guillotine machine from Medina<br /><br />[MK] Check the 150 millimeter<br /> heater as it blows holes through your fuckin speaker<br />[U-God] Makin you weaker creepin inches centimeters<br />[GZA] Fifty caliber street sweeper<br /> Shots from Shaolin that go to Masapeaqua<br /><br />[Method] <br />Things'll never be the same, after this one<br />Ghostrider spit flame, lay back and twist one<br />Recognize the Gods came, for one accord<br />For one mind and one cause, that's the shit Son<br />Play them crows out position<br />You might hear me but you don't listen<br />Competition come and get some on<br />Red marker still bleedin, through the paper<br />of his sick premeditated, murder caper<br /><br />[Street Life]<br />I walk with the Shaolin strut, burn a dutch<br />Watch Street eat em up, cold crush, bumrush<br />Spot rusher get touched backed up handcuffed<br />Y'all niggaz can't FUCK with us<br /><br />[Ghostface]<br />Pass me the black velvet embassy suite killin me<br />Spell it Maxi Priest caught me in the days up on Delancy Street<br />Stand solar, deadly vengeance with a crowbar<br />It's like the dreads worshipin Jah, so ha-lo-ha<br />Pineapple crushed 850 swerve it with a rush<br />Plush the Canola Range spittin off the roof, holdin my change<br />Yo it's ragtime, universal 12 Monkey mind<br />It's like, stalkin through your airport *BZZZZZZT* with a chunky nine<br /><br />[Street Life]<br />The undervolt Staten New York<br />Blood sport gun talk holdin fort back, take em to court (Method: One time)<br />It's the burner Shaolin bound facedown you gets murdered<br />Roadblock shell shocked, stretched on a back block<br />Yo it's warfare when you ring here, slugs fly through midair<br />Landin thugs in wheelchairs from the slugfest<br />Keeps the iron, where the head rest, for the conquest<br />Subway, wordplay ricochet through your projects, crime pays<br />Matched up in a staircase, in a dark place embraced<br />by the trey-eight, I'm in so deep I can't escape<br />These crime situations, I stay in man formation<br />And shot echoes through the ghetto locations y'all remain<br />P.L.O., slam cats like Bam Bam, Bigolo<br />Throw a flow like Nomo relate like Fidel Castro<br />I be the great all pro, hangin MC's by they logos<br />My street journal reacts and blaze like an inferno
Letra nueva de la canción
(feat. Street Life)<br /><br />[Masta Killa]<br />As we return, to the 36 Chambers<br />The RZA, the GZA<br />The Ol Dirty BZA<br />U-God, Chef, the Ghostface Killah<br />And Meth, Rebel I soldier for the foreclosure<br />Don't forget about the Masta, yo<br /><br />Motherfuckers halt, when my Colt, start stompin<br />Thunder, strikes your land with a jolt<br />Your stamina level is low, like currents from<br />the volts of relentless punishment that multiplies<br />At a speed that the naked eye can't die-tect<br />the infantry, peep the weapon-try as I bomb atomically<br />Stagnant they stood surrounded and astounded<br />by this total square mileage of violence that I brung<br />I've not yet begun to stung<br />It's the ethics, the rigorous training methods<br />of the Abbott, incite overseas to opposition<br />Penetrates then infiltrates<br />Breakin down your resistance<br />Leavin competition defenseless, Masta<br />Hip-hop antagonizer, dumb deaf and blind civilizer<br />with the silencer<br /><br />[U-God]<br />Psssh, yo<br />Pile-driver Tut boulder face blow Hulk<br />Anger rap book causin chess blade smoke<br />Minds the trunk, punk, elephant gun poke<br />Jaw-breaker humanoid vice-grip, choke<br />Face the inferno, maestro, pull it<br />Pipe hard slang, bite the golden bullet<br />Never, sold my soul Golden Arm cold stinger<br />See me on the streets address me stone bringer<br />Ease away, freeze back, feedback, play out in<br />sweet action packed rap<br />Bite it, stomp on a beat<br />Posess hollow head battle teeth Tony Atlas<br />Wu status, now, wisdom to the masses<br /><br />[RZA]<br />Cock back my tongue like a hammer, my head is like<br />a nickel-plated bammer, spit forty-five caliber grammar<br />At the speed of wind makes you bleed within<br />Crack your skull, without penetratin your skin<br />Reign of champ official, Wu scamp with black pistols<br />Spent the weekend programmin fat tracks at Camp Cristal<br /><br />[Method]<br />Home on the range, rebel with a pen<br />writin critically acclaimed scriptures that do you in<br />Mista, Meth, Hot Nickels<br />Say my shit holding my Sex Pistol, deal me in<br /><br />[RZA]<br />The bewilderin killa bee quickly sting ya<br />I ain't gotta lift one fuckin finga<br />Make sure the God I-reef turns on the ringer, we duckin the subpeona<br />Fatal Flying Guillotine machine from Medina<br /><br />[MK] Check the 150 millimeter<br /> heater as it blows holes through your fuckin speaker<br />[U-God] Makin you weaker creepin inches centimeters<br />[GZA] Fifty caliber street sweeper<br /> Shots from Shaolin that go to Masapeaqua<br /><br />[Method] <br />Things'll never be the same, after this one<br />Ghostrider spit flame, lay back and twist one<br />Recognize the Gods came, for one accord<br />For one mind and one cause, that's the shit Son<br />Play them crows out position<br />You might hear me but you don't listen<br />Competition come and get some on<br />Red marker still bleedin, through the paper<br />of his sick premeditated, murder caper<br /><br />[Street Life]<br />I walk with the Shaolin strut, burn a dutch<br />Watch Street eat em up, cold crush, bumrush<br />Spot rusher get touched backed up handcuffed<br />Y'all niggaz can't FUCK with us<br /><br />[Ghostface]<br />Pass me the black velvet embassy suite killin me<br />Spell it Maxi Priest caught me in the days up on Delancy Street<br />Stand solar, deadly vengeance with a crowbar<br />It's like the dreads worshipin Jah, so ha-lo-ha<br />Pineapple crushed 850 swerve it with a rush<br />Plush the Canola Range spittin off the roof, holdin my change<br />Yo it's ragtime, universal 12 Monkey mind<br />It's like, stalkin through your airport *BZZZZZZT* with a chunky nine<br /><br />[Street Life]<br />The undervolt Staten New York<br />Blood sport gun talk holdin fort back, take em to court (Method: One time)<br />It's the burner Shaolin bound facedown you gets murdered<br />Roadblock shell shocked, stretched on a back block<br />Yo it's warfare when you ring here, slugs fly through midair<br />Landin thugs in wheelchairs from the slugfest<br />Keeps the iron, where the head rest, for the conquest<br />Subway, wordplay ricochet through your projects, crime pays<br />Matched up in a staircase, in a dark place embraced<br />by the trey-eight, I'm in so deep I can't escape<br />These crime situations, I stay in man formation<br />And shot echoes through the ghetto locations y'all remain<br />P.L.O., slam cats like Bam Bam, Bigolo<br />Throw a flow like Nomo relate like Fidel Castro<br />I be the great all pro, hangin MC's by they logos<br />My street journal reacts and blaze like an inferno
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